“You asshole,” your boyfriend grumbled. “I told you to be careful with her.”

“But she seemed to like it,” Shiu raises his head to stare at you, and you feel your heart get stuck in your throat. “Didn’t you, sweetheart?” You nod in response, and try to slip away from Toji’s hold and manage to succeed since the man seemed to be focused on the food in front of him.

You place the pan in the sink, and turn around to take a seat next to Toji. You’re about to eat, you pour orange juice for yourself, and there’s a rather comfortable silence in the kitchen. That is until your boyfriend decides to break it.

“Any thoughts about last night?” His question didn’t really catch you off guard, you were expecting one of them to bring it up but you were hoping for it to be Toji, just in case. You don’t look up from your food as you nod at him, grabbing the glass of orange juice.

“What did you like exactly?” Oh? He wanted details? You feel yourself flush at the question. You’ve never gone into detail about what you liked during sex unless it was to learn with Toji about each other’s bodies. But now that you had another man—one that made you see stars last night, sitting right across from you with a proud smirk painting his features, you find yourself shifting on your seat.

“I liked…uh, when you both ate me out.” You manage to choke out the sentence, cheeks flaring up when you realize exactly what you just said. Toji senses your shyness and grabs you from your seat to place you on his lap again.

“Why is that? Is there something else you liked?” His rough fingers are gripping your thighs, and you can tell he’s trying to force them open but you let him anyway and he smirks. So you knew where this was going.

“You both ate me out… differently,” it was true. While Toji was the type to abuse your clit with licks and overstimulate you until you saw stars, Shiu teased at the bud until you had tears streaming down your face. He would suck then pull away, then suck again and repeat the motion—and when you did reach your orgasm, you had to hold onto the bed sheets and gasp for air. Seeing Shiu make you cum this hard made Toji grab you immediately to fuck your brains out, forcing the man who previously made you cum to fist his cock while you cried and clawed at Toji’s back.

“And?” Toji’s hand slips inside your panties and your breath hitches. Your hand holds onto his forearm and your head rests on his shoulder as you sigh.

“Baby-“

“And?” He presses, feeling his finger trace over your clit ever so slightly and you moan before nodding.

“And—fuck, when you both fucked me at the same time-“ You don’t finish your sentence as Toji starts rubbing your clit in soft, slow circles. You’re still sensitive from the previous night, and you’re embarrassed to admit that you might cum so quickly.

“Oh yeah?” It’s Shiu’s turn to talk, and you stare up at him with those pretty eyes that widen his grin. “Told you she liked it, Fushiguro. She likes to be stuffed,” the tone he was using with you makes you whimper, and you try to bury your face in Toji’s chest.

“My baby, my dirty girl- one big man isn’t enough for you? You need two to feel satisfied?” Toji says against your hair, his finger rubbing your clit faster. You’re whining against him when he starts rubbing your clit using the palm of his hand, and you grind your hips at the same rhythm.

“Answer him, sweetheart.” You’re brought out of your haze at Shiu’s voice, and mid gasping for air and gripping Toji’s arm, you manage to utter out a few words.

“Yeah-fuck, yeah I do. Two big—you two are big,” your flushes when you hear both Toji and Shiu chuckle at your words, so fucked out that you were openly admitting that you enjoyed being split open on their cocks.

“Is that so?” Toji kisses your ear, watching as you squirmed from the contact. He let you grind yourself desperately against the palm of his hand before eyeing Shiu.

You could feel yourself get closer, you were gasping and moaning and it was all so good. Your boyfriend helps you by kissing your neck, whispering a few praise words, telling you how fucking pretty you looked fucking yourself on his hand. But Toji was cruel, and you should’ve kept that in mind.

He wasn’t going to give you what you wanted unless he felt like it, and so when he pulls his hand away from your pussy and robs you from your orgasm, you let out a pathetic sob. Your hips buck up and stutter, and you’re wailing in protest.

“Toji! Toji- was so close, why-“ Your boyfriend roughly grabs your jaw, ignoring the tears glossing your eyes. He kisses your forehead and grins before making you look forward and your breath gets caught in your throat.

Shiu was on his knees, with both of his hands resting on your thighs. You look back at Toji, then at the man kneeling in front of you and whimper when you feel his finger trace the outline of your pussy through your panties.

“She’s desperate.”

“She’s sensitive,” Toji warns the other man who only chuckles in response. He taps your butt and tells you to lift up yourself a little, taking off your underwear before putting it in his pants and your boyfriend glares at him.

“You better give that back.”

“I’m about to eat your girlfriend out, and you care about that?” One of Toji’s arms wraps around your waist while his free hand grips your thigh. It’s a silent and subtle reminder that you were his, he was yours and Shiu pleasuring you didn’t change that. You are once again trapped between two big men, same as last night. And Shiu chuckles when he sees your swollen clit twitch a little.

“Poor thing, Toji is so mean, hm?” You sniffle and nod, and he chuckles lightly at how desperate you are to cum.

“Don’t worry pretty thing, won’t tease you like he did.” And sure enough, he was parting your pussy lips and diving in with his tongue first. He kisses at your sensitive clit, licking and brushing his lips against the bud while you squirm in Toji’s hold.

“Don’t push it.” Toji sent yet another warning glare his way, but it quickly dissolved into a soft look when you cry out his name even though there’s another man eating you out.

“What is it baby, hm?” His big hand lets go of your thigh to grab your face. He tilts it so that you can stare at him, and he coos at the fucked out look on your face. You were gone, and your boyfriend found it so endearing and so hot. He would never admit it, but sharing you with Shiu was better than doing so with any other man.

There are slurping noises coming from between your legs and your lips part, eyebrows pinching. You try to look down at Shiu despite Toji’s strong grip on your face, wanting to look at the man who was about to give you an earth shattering orgasm. Shiu sees your attempt and smacks your boyfriend’s thigh. Instead of protesting and telling him to fuck off, they lock eyes and unbeknownst to you come up with a plan.

“You’re so spoiled,” before you could even ask what Toji meant by this, his hand releases your face and grabs the back of your thigh. He tells you to be good and hold it there while he slips his hand underneath. You feel his fingers trace your folds, and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel him push two thick fingers inside you.

“There it is,” Toji laughs. “Fuck, you’re so dirty, this is exactly what you wanted, yeah?” You can’t respond—they have officially fucked you stupid. The combination of Shiu’s mouth on your clit and Toji’s fingers curling up inside you makes you cum embarrassingly fast.

You tremble in your boyfriend’s hold, jaw going slack when neither men want to stop or pull away. Your hands try to push away Shiu’s head and Toji’s head, but to no avail.

“I can’t—Toji!” You cry out when you feel him nip at your neck, the squelching sound of his fingers going in and pushes you again towards another orgasm.

“Yes you can, come on baby girl—come on,” he whispers in your ear, peppering a few kisses there and it seems to be the one thing that pushes you over the edge. You cum around his fingers and hard. You are gasping for air, holding onto his forearm while your hips continue to shake stutter. Shiu has to pepper a few kisses on your inner thighs and stomach, whispering against your skin.

“Calm down, there you go,” you feel spoiled, like a princess. Your forehead is sweaty and your hair is sticking to it. You hiss when Shiu presses another loving kiss to your clit and squirm on Toji’s lap.

“Easy on her.” Toji warns the man again before taking the fingers that were inside you and licking them clean. You blush at the gesture and look away from him, as if he didn’t just finger fuck you within an inch of your life.

“Let me have her.” Shiu tells your boyfriend who raises a questioning eyebrow.

“What?”

“The shower. It’s my turn to fuck her there.” You feel the butterflies in your stomach, and Shiu chuckles when he sees the eager look on your face.

“See? Even she is excited.”

“Okay, but you only have twenty minutes.” Shiu chuckles at this, sending you a knowing look.

“We both know that’s more than enough for both of us, right sweetheart?”

Fuck. You were truly in heaven.

ʚ⁺˖↪ GIRL DINNNERRRR GIRL DINNEEEERRRR also im so annoyed i couldnt find a proper panel of them both together. so ignore the annoying header.

but his loving stare doesn’t last long. both of his hands rest on your ass, and they deliver a harsh smack to the skin which makes you jolt forward. suguru captures one of your breasts in his mouth, and you sigh out when his tongue glides over your hardened nipple. he pulls away with a hum, a string of saliva attached to his lips and your thumb wipes it off.

“c’mon pretty girl, show me what you can do.” the praise is enough to make your pussy flutter. your hand reaches down to grab his cock, and your thighs shake a little as you stand up straight to position the tip of him against your folds.

you quietly hiss when the tip goes past your folds, the intrusion a little painful. suguru takes notice of your struggle and presses a sweet kiss to your shoulder, removing a hand from your ass to gently thumb at your clit.

“there you go—easy, eaaasy,” he whispers, his eyes locked on your face while you’re busy staring down at where your pussy and his cock meet. you don’t notice how his eyes are blown out with lust at the sight of you trying to take his cock, his heart fluttering in his chest because fuck—his dick was big for you, but you were giving it your whole mainly for his pleasure.

and when you finally manage to get the rest of him inside you, suguru is almost sure he just saw heaven. his head is thrown back and his eyes roll to the back of his head. you gasp at the same time, your pussy clenching hard around his cock that he hisses and grips your ass.

“shit— baby, you gotta move.” he sounds out of breath, his forehead is sweaty and the dark strands of his hair are sticking to the flushed skin of his face. he looks absolutely mesmerizing, that your pussy flutters again at the sight.

“fuck—“ you listen to him and lift up your hips, before slamming your ass back down. you repeat the same movement a couple of times, but each time is a little more intense as suguru grabs your face and forces you to keep your eyes on him.

he is manspreading on the couch and you ride him within an inch of your life, the fucked out look on both of your faces looks straight up pornographic. your moans are short but loud, eyebrows furrowed in concentration when you see the way his eyes start to unfocus.

you were fucking geto suguru stupid on your couch.

you lean towards him and wrap your arms around his neck, your pace faltering a little when your lips meet his neck. you think you can bring him to an orgasm first, you’re almost convinced that he was about to let go.

until his hands grip your waist, and you pull away from his neck to stare at him. one of his hands rests on the back of your head and pushes it down so that your foreheads meet, and while you’re a panting mess, suguru still manages to mutter a few words.

“eyes on me, yeah?“ you don’t respond immediately. you can’t, because he plants his feet on the ground and starts to thrust up into you at a brutal pace. you are grateful that his arm was holding you in place, otherwise you would’ve lost complete balance on his lap.

the tip of his cock brushes against that one spot over and over again, and suguru watches as your eyes gloss over with tears and your pretty lips purse—you are so close, suguru felt a sense of pride to be able to make you look this fucked out.

it only takes him a couple of thrusts before you are cumming around him with a loud cry, your body shuddering and shaking against him like a leaf. you moan as you come down from your orgasm, your forehead resting against his shoulder as you completely melt on him. you let him fuck into you for a few more seconds before he’s emptying himself inside you with a loud grunt.

your bodies are sweaty and sticky, but you still manage to kiss each other when you finally catch your breath. the kiss is sweet and you giggle as you pull away.

“that was good.” you say, wiggling a little on suguru’s lap until he hisses and lightly smacks your ass.

“behave.” his tone is playful, and his rubs soothing circles on the skin of your bottom. “but yeah, it was so good.”

↴⤷✮ i am so normal about him.

and this is going to work out poorly—you already know that. if you move from under satoru, he’ll wake up. if he wakes up, he’ll realize you’re trying to leave. if he realizes you’re trying to leave, he’ll have a meltdown. if he has a meltdown, he’ll surely win and convince you to stay. if you stay, you’ll miss class and fall behind on the notes. if you fall behind on the notes, you’ll procrastinate on catching up. if you procrastinate on catching up, you’ll know absolutely nothing by the time the next exam rolls around. if you know nothing by the time the next exam rolls around, you’ll have multiple mental breakdowns and lose yourself to stress the night before as you cram all in one sitting.

simply put, your entire grade resides on the fact that satoru is currently sleeping on your chest, and he definitely won’t let you leave.

you try anyway—and just as you suspect, you fail.

“huh? wha—where are you going?” he groans, rubbing his eyes as he blinks them open. “wait a sec—baby no,” he whines.

“shh, toru, you’re dreaming,” you kiss his forehead, “i’m not actually leaving.”

“i’m not stupid!”

“shhh, your dream is tricking you,” you insist, “i’m still right under you.”

“you can’t gaslight me! i’m not falling for your tricks,” he huffs, “how gullible do you think i am?”

very, you want to say—but that would be a bad idea.

“you’re not stupid at all, toru,” you say sweetly, “you’re the smartest man i’ve ever met.”

“this is definitely not a dream because you’re even meaner to me in my dreams,” he raises a brow, “dream you would never be this nice.”

“what do you mean i’m mean in your dreams?” you gasp. you’re not mean to satoru—you wouldn’t have to yell at him if he just behaved half the time.

“they’re more like nightmares,” he huffs, “last one, you made me sleep outside. that was rude.”

“how could you dream me being a jerk?” you ask, offended—and before he can answer, your wake-up-for-real-this-time-or-you’re-late alarm blares.

satoru glances down at your phone and stares for a moment—and then he flops back against his pillow as he whines miserably.

“don’t leave,” he begs, “please, just skip this one class for me? i get so cold in the mornings,” he pouts.

“then put a shirt on,” you sigh.

“i’ll be lonely!”

“not if i’m bullying you in your dreams, apparently.”

“baby, i can’t sleep without something to cuddle,” he tries again—that one almost makes you cave. you have to admit that cuddling isn’t something you enjoy passing on either, but class is important. more important than class is your sanity that you would like to keep intact instead of lose while cramming six chapters in one night.

“cuddle my pillow,” you sigh, “satoru, please. i’m already late.”

“just this once, okay? i won’t ask again,” he says innocently, his eyes wide and pleading as they peer up at you.

“you said that last time.”

“last time i crossed my fingers,” he winks, “so it didn’t count. so now you have to—”

“goodbye, satoru,” you mumble.

he slumps in defeat, grumbling under his breath before rolling over to turn his back to you petulantly. you sigh, rolling your eyes—though fondly, before you head to the bathroom, getting ready for the day.

by the time you’re out, satoru has fallen asleep again—you know it’s because he’s stayed up late again to play video games with suguru. because you don’t want to disturb him from his much needed sleep (and because you don’t want to risk waking up him and dealing with another tantrum), you decide to gently pull the blankets over his bare chest and skip the goodbye kiss.

it won’t be a big deal if he doesn’t get a kiss goodbye while he’s asleep, right? he won’t even be awake to notice.

evidently, you realize in the middle of class that you’re wrong. very wrong.

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baby boy 💋:

you left without a goodbye kiss???????????

are you ignoring me????????????

baby

sweetheart

sunshine

angel

peaches

i know you’re reading this.

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mrs. gojo ❤️:

please answer satoru. i really don’t want a headache today

“Suguru, I can’t, I just came,” Gojo whined, teary eyed. His cum was leaking from your cunt as Geto forcefully guided his hips back and forth to ensure he didn’t stop fucking you. 

“But she didn’t cum yet, hm? Why are you being so greedy?” Geto clicked his tongue, feigning disappointment as he shook his head. “Don’t you want her to cum?” He lifted one hand from Gojo’s hips in order to force him to look into the mirror in front of him. “Isn’t she pretty?” 

“No, no, I want her to cum– she’s so pretty,” Gojo responded without hesitation, his words slurred. You were the prettiest thing he’s ever laid his eyes on — the tastiest, too. You looked so pretty, stuck beneath him with a gag muffling your cries. Your glasses were crooked and close to falling off. Even with your glasses on, it was hard to miss your smeared mascara that left streaks from the corners of your eyes, stopping only when it made contact with the gag. 

Even though Gojo knew it wasn’t his fault that you haven’t climaxed yet, he knew better than to put blame on Geto (who is in fact responsible). Geto has been purposefully edging both you and Gojo for what has felt like hours. As soon as your eyes start to glaze over from your impending orgasm, Geto forces Gojo to a stop. He keeps him still, his grip strong enough to stop Gojo’s rutting hips with ease. 

“Then why not let her cum, hm? We’ll help her cum together, yeah?” Geto kissed Gojo’s neck, looking into the mirror and admiring how fucked out you looked. He turned Gojo’s head to press his lips to his. Without being asked or told to, Gojo opened his mouth. Geto smirked against the kiss, taking advantage of how submissive his lover is. He wasted no time as he slipped his tongue past Gojo’s lips. He moaned as the white haired male started sucking on his tongue. It pleased him. 

Geto had to pull Gojo back in order to get free from the kiss, squeezing the male’s cheeks to force his lips into a pout. Geto broke the string of saliva by licking his lips. “Be a good boy and keep moving those hips, yeah?” He pressed one last kiss to Gojo’s lips before letting go of him. He got up from where he was behind the two of you, getting off of the bed and moving to stand in front of you instead. 

He crouched down in front of you, lifting your head from where it was buried into the sheets. Your makeup was all messed up, staining the white bedding. Geto didn't mind. Gojo was rich enough to buy new sheets if the stain wouldn’t come out. 

“My pretty little thing, do you want to cum? Will you cum for me?” Geto carefully readjusted your glasses. “You need to keep your head up, okay? Don’t wanna break those glasses, hm?” 

You nodded enthusiastically in response, eyes big and teary. You were so close, but even when Gojo was slamming into you, it just wasn’t enough to make you cum. You wanted something more. You wanted a different kind of stimulation. 

Your muffled moans and cries soon became louder once Geto removed the gag. He smirked, looking at Gojo. Gojo almost looked worried for a moment, wondering if it was his turn to be gagged. Geto momentarily looked back at you before setting the gag aside. 

“Satoru, pull out.” Geto didn’t have to speak twice, Gojo immediately obeying his demand. You whined when he pulled out, about to protest when Geto pressed a finger to your lips. He knew you’d want to complain. But he had other plans. He pulled you closer, pressing his lips to yours in an almost predatory kiss. You felt like he was devouring you. You’d let him. 

Geto made sure to keep your attention on him, carefully maneuvering you onto your back as he kept his lips to yours. By the time he broke the kiss you weren’t sure when he flipped you over or when he got on top of you. All you knew was that he was now above you, standing on his knees and trapping you beneath him. 

You also had no idea when Gojo went to get the dildo that he was slicking up between your sticky folds — a mixture of his cum and your wetness coating the toy. You moaned as the toy nudged against your neglected clit. You were so close. 

“Please, please, Suguru, I wanna cum, please,” you begged from beneath him, squirming and rutting your hips as you desperately tried to stimulate yourself with the toy pressed between your folds. 

Geto leaned down, the ends of his hair tickling your skin. “Okay, okay. I’ll let you cum, sweetheart. You’ll help me cum, too, yeah?” You nodded in response, eager to serve but also eager to finally be able to cum. “Satoru, don’t stop until I tell you. You can start.” Geto kissed your forehead before straightening up again.

With those words, Gojo pushed the toy into you. A milky ring of his and your cum formed along the base of the toy the more he fucked you with it. But that wasn’t all. A loud moan left your lips as Gojo’s lips wrapped around your clit. He sucked and nipped at the swollen bud, occasionally slurping up the wetness along your folds. The thrusting of the toy didn’t cease, instead picking up in pace the more aggressive his teasing of your clit became. 

Geto was stroking his cock from above you, pressing his thumb to the swollen and leaking tip. The precum dripped onto your chest. But you weren’t able to focus on Geto at all. You were too busy squeezing Gojo’s head between your thighs and rutting into his face. Your entire body felt warm as your release jerked through your body. You threw your head back, lips parted as you moaned out. It felt so good, you swore you were seeing stars. Geto’s face was blurry above you. Not even your glasses could help you see properly at this point. Both your mind and vision were far too fogged up. 

“Wa- wait!” You cried out, struggling against Gojo as he kept abusing your sensitive bits after you came. It seemed as if the vulgar squelching from between your legs were competing with your moans to see which was louder. You dug your nails into Geto’s thighs, causing the male to groan. It felt good — he liked the sting. 

“Come on now, sweetheart, you’re supposed to be helping me, too.” Geto pouted. He stroked his cock as he lowered himself in order to rub the wet tip of his cock against the skin between your breasts. He was heavy above you, putting a stop to your attempts of getting away from Gojo. He smeared his precum into your skin, admiring the shine it gave you. 

He let go of his cock, reaching behind him to move Gojo’s head aside in order to smear his fingers along your folds, coating them in your wetness. He smirked, pushing two fingers into you alongside the toy to elicit a loud cry of his name from you. Once he pulled his hand away, Gojo went back to ravishing your pretty cunt. Geto glanced at his hand, resisting the urge to lick your cum from his fingers. Instead he smeared it along your skin, mixing it with his precum before wrapping his hand around his cock again. 

“Hold your tits together.” Geto groaned as he pushed his cock in between your tits. Your skin was so warm and so wet. He loved fucking your cunt, but there was something so erotic about fucking your tits like this. You weren’t sure if it was purposeful, but it seemed like Gojo started moving the toy in sync with Geto’s thrusts. 

Your moans were strained and loud, nonsensical pleas for Gojo to stop leaving your lips. You could already feel another orgasm creeping up on you. You weren’t sure if it was the second or third orgasm — or even the fourth. You couldn’t remember if you came again after that first orgasm. With Gojo not ceasing to toy with your cunt and with how Geto teased you earlier, you were sure you must’ve cummed at least twice by now. You were properly overstimulated. 

But regardless of how you attempted to squirm and squeeze Gojo’s head between your thighs, you kept your tits pressed tightly together around Geto’s cock as he fucked them. You moaned out a mixture of Gojo and Geto’s names, doing your best to keep your eyes on Geto. He looked a bit blurry due to how teary eyed you were, but that wasn’t a problem for you. You didn’t need to see him to know he was feeling good. His raspy moans were enough of an indicator. He sounded so good. No matter how overdone or exhausted you feel, the fact that you get to hear Geto like this could make you go for another hour or two if he decided so. 

“Open your mouth,” Geto’s voice seemed strained as he finally spoke again. He was close. 

Gojo whined against your cunt, rutting his hips into the bed in an attempt to pleasure himself. Despite having his face buried into your cunt, he still kept his eyes looking upwards. He couldn’t help but admire the way Geto’s back muscles flexed and the shine it had from the thin coat of sweat. He could also tell Geto was close, not because of how Geto’s thrusts became arrhythmic or because of how his moans became louder. But rather because of how his heavy balls tightened up, getting ready to spill their contents all over you. 

You kept your mouth open, moaning loudly as fresh tears coated the dried mascara that stained your skin. “Please cum on me, please,” you begged, knowing Geto liked hearing you beg to be coated in his seed. 

Your needy moans and begging seemed to be just what Geto needed in order to reach his climax. He thrusted forward with a force that made the bed jerk and your body ache. Finally spilling his seed. Ropes of his thick cum coated not only your chest, but also your face. You kept your mouth open, tongue stuck out in hopes of catching some of his cum on it. 

Geto groaned, finally pulling his cock out from between your tits as he moved to press his cock to your lips. You felt the bed dip as he moved closer to your face. He fucked into his palm, pressing the tip of his cock to your tongue as more of his seed spilled out of him. “Be sure to swallow, sweetheart.” He groaned, forcing his cock into your open mouth to let you milk the last drops of cum from it. 

“Aren’t you pretty?” Geto groaned as your throat tightened around him. He brought a hand down, adjusting your glasses once more as he admired the way his cum coated it. He smirked, using his thumb to smear the sticky substance to further coat the glass. You looked so pretty, covered in cum with his cock stuffed down your throat. Next time he should set up a camera. 

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