ׅ۫ ⭒ It’s Mimi ⭒ ׅ۫

context: ib the ‘you just wanna touch me where i pee at’ tiktok

feat: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji & Sukuna

warnings: cursing, suggestiveness, smut, fem!reader, MDNI

assas*in!reader x toji. MDNI

“you’re the most insolent, narcissistic, infurati—“

“ah, look at ya with all those big words.” toji interrupts with a chuckle, every insult simply reverberating off of his cool, calm exterior.

you truly hated being paired with toji for any mission. who cares how much this shit pays?! the sacrifice of spending 24 hours plus in close quarters with him simply wasn’t worth it.

“i really get under yer skin, huh?” he smirks, eyes narrowing like he can see the rage emanating from you.

you feel your right eye twitch like your body is having to physically fight to keep your simmering anger for the raven haired man inside.

you take a deep breath, standing to your feet.

“i need to get some air.”

60 more seconds in this man’s vicinity may truly send you over the edge.

toji chuckles, standing to his feet as he trails behind you.

“aw, leavin’ so soon? i was enjoyin’ our game.” he pouts condescendingly. “game?!” you grit out as your body whips in his direction.

“yeah, game. the ‘little miss perfect takes out her sexual frustration on big bad toji’ game.” he grins. “excuse me?!” you screech.

you watch toji’s shoulders shake with laughter at the look of disgust on your face.

“aw cmon now, doll. we both know all this anger’s coming from sexual frustration.” “you’re disgusting.“ you growl. “disgusting but right. ain’t i?” he goads.

toji stalks towards you, towering frame of corded muscle invading your space as he leans over you.

“what’s the matter, princess? no one’s givin’ it to ya good enough?” he taunts.

you’re at a loss for words. mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, body trembling with rage at the audacity of the hulking man.

“see, what i think is ya need someone to throw ya around a little.” he smirks, the scar on his lip twitching at the angry fire burning in your eyes.

“yeah, m’right. someone to fuck that bratty attitude right out of your pretty little hea—“

SMACK!

your body doesn’t process what it’s doing before it happens. your right hand collides firmly with toji’s cheek. his head whipping to the side.

you stand there in stunned silence. and yet, even with the force at which you hit toji, his eyes are still locked on you.

he smirks once more, tonguing his cheeks where the impact hit before turning slowly back to face you.

your whole body trembles. fuck.

“t-toji, i’m so sorry. i—“ you stammer.

toji’s mouth widens to a grin, scar on his lip stretching as he rolls his neck back. his whole body shuddering and twitching as he lets out a deep growl—verging on a moan? before his head slowly tilts back up, eyes locking on yours with a predatory gaze.

“harder.”

enjin x cleaner!reader. ⭒ 18+ mdni ⭒

a/n: listen i know i said no side quests until everything else is finished but technically, technically, this is in the same universe as the enjin fic im currently writing so..

the bed creaks as enjin rolls his hips into yours. greedy hands holding you in place while he works himself against you.

both of you still currently dressed but enjin is hoping to change that asap after two weeks of not getting a second alone with you.

between work as a cleaner, helping out rudo—or anyone else who calls on him for that matter—and general life. both of you have been dead on your feet by the time you could even think about fucking.

enjin’s plush lips move against yours, smirk playing on his lips before he kisses the side of your mouth, then your jaw, before moving to suck on the sweet spot behind your ear.

“ahh—e-enjin.” you moan sweetly, nails clawing at his hips . “m-more. please more.”

enjin grunts against your skin, one thick hand beginning to slide over your hip and under your shirt.

“fuck, i can’t wait to be insi—“

knock! knock! knock!

enjin’s face thuds against your chest with a groan.

an hour. two hours, tops. that’s all he wanted. just long enough to bury himself deep inside your wet little cunt a few times and fill you with his cum like he’s been so desperately craving.

“you’ve gotta be kidding me.” he sighs. “j-just ignore ‘em, they’ll go away.”

enjin’s mouth resumes its attack. kissing, licking, nipping and sucking at your neck while your breathing gets heavy with pleasure again.

knock! knock! knock!

enjin makes every attempt to zone out. to ignore the current cockblock who’s only getting louder.

“enjin! enjin, it’s important!”

rudo. that kid sure does have the worst timing.

enjin sighs, muttering a quick apology to you as he gets up off the bed, adjusting himself so his current situation was less obvious, before stomping over to the door.

he yanks the door open just a sliver, glaring down at the boy before him.

“what?” enjin snaps, brows furrowed in frustration. “you’re here, great. can i come in? i wanna talk to you about something.” rudo moves like he plans on walking in. enjin’s grip on the doorknob tightens.

“uhhh—“ enjin looks back at your giggling form as you lean up on your elbows, tilting your head in question, “n-no. i’m a little busy right now.”

“please! it’ll only take a minute!” rudo pleads. “so will i by the time i actually get time alone with her.” enjin mutters under his breath.

“huh?” rudo’s face lines with confusion. “nothing. look kid—“ enjin looks back at you again, panic hitting when he sees you getting up and fixing your hair, “just give me an hour and then we can talk, ok?”

“b-but i—“ enjin doesn’t hear the rest. slamming the door—and double checking its locked—in rudo’s face before scrambling back to you.

you turn around to a looming enjin towering over you, pupils blown and smug smirk decorating his lips.

“where do ya think you’re going?” he chuckles. “i mean it sounded like rudo needed you so i was just gonna go back to my room.” you shrug.

“what and that pretty little pussy doesn’t need me too?” he pouts. “you’re so stupid.” you giggle. “cause i sure as shit need her.”

enjin guides your hand to his crotch, letting you feel how his fat cock throbs and pulses with need.

need for you.

“get back on the bed.” enjin growls, eyes darkening. “enjin, it’s really alright if you need to—“ “get. on. the. bed.” his voice rumbles in his chest with each demand, something feral unleashing behind his eyes.

“make me.” you breathe.

enjin laughs, head tipping back and shoulders shaking.

it’s not a laugh that your comment was funny, no. it’s a laugh that made you realise all that tension from the last two weeks that had been pulled tighter and tighter and tighter, just fucking snapped and was all about to be unleashed on you.

enjin’s laugh dies off as his head snaps back up, eyes locking with yours.

“alright.”

zuko suddenly jerks upright in bed, a blood curdling scream tearing out of his throat.

your eyes burst wide open, ear drums quaking from his sudden shriek as you almost fall out of bed from fright.

then routine kicks in.

you so very carefully reach for your husband. calling out his name softly as place a comforting hand on his shoulder, trying not to startle him.

but just like every time before he jumps at the sudden touch, body taut with fight or flight coursing through his system.

then teary golden eyes meet yours.

“it’s ok, my love. it’s ok. it was just a dream.” you soothe.

your hand reaches out to hold his face. skin slick with sweat yet icy to the touch. the fear in his eyes, the trembling in his body makes your stomach roll with a wave of nausea and anger bubble in the depths of your soul.

not anger at your husband, no.

anger at his father.

tears slowly begin to slide down zuko’s face and you’re pretty sure you can hear how hard his heart is beating as you pull him gently down with you.

you pull him onto your chest, cradling him with one arm as you use your hand to stroke his hair.

you feel him cling to you like a safety blanket. his nails biting into your skin like someone might try and tear him away from you.

“it’s ok, my love. i’m right here.” you whisper. “it was just a dream, you’re safe. i won’t let anyone hurt you.”

your own tears begin to shed silently, as zuko sniffles against your chest. your heart breaks for him further every time this happens.

you know your husband has made mistakes. you don’t deny that. but he’s a different man now. a better man. a good man.

and he sure as hell never deserved the way his father maimed him.

you both lay in silence, besides the sniffling every now and then from zuko, as you try your best to bring your husband some sense of comfort.

“i’m sorry.” zuko croaks.

your brows furrow, teeth sinking into your lip as you try to slow your own tears and steady your voice.

“you don’t ever have to apologise.” you whisper. “not to me.”

zuko weakly nods as he presses his ear harder against your chest. the steady beat of your heart soothing his, grounding him.

the world is slowly returning to a sense of peace. you hope the same can happen for your husband one day.

art: @/dewbiscuits

NERD!GOJO X READER

warnings: MDNI, oral (m receiving), fem!reader, college au, cursing, light face fuck*ng, drool and spit mentioned, gojo’s first time receiving

wc: 1k

nerd!gojo who is currently sweating. One long arm resting along the back of the couch, while the other rests on the armrest with knuckles turning white from how hard he grips it, eyes screwed tight as he prays to every single higher being who could possibly be listening to not pop a fucking boner from his pretty little bestie currently laying her head in lap.

nerd!gojo who feels like he’s on the verge of tears as he mumbles silently to the ceiling the most revolting things he can think of just to stop the blood currently flooding towards his cock which is now at least at half chub. And when you give a giggle at the movie currently playing, the vibrations from your vocal cords do not help his situation.

nerd!gojo who is so wrapped up in his desperate attempt to keep his dick soft that he hasn’t noticed you can already see the outline of his ever growing hard on. Your lip pulling between your teeth in excitement.

nerd!gojo who is now genuinely seconds away from crying when you place your hand high on his thigh, the gentle touch making him whimper. But you just claim it’s ‘to make yourself more comfortable’. Gojo on the other hand is beginning to wonder if you were a demon sent to torture him.

nerd!gojo who has now just accepted defeat. His dick resting thick and heavy against his thigh, drooling sticky pre against his skin. He’s not sure which is more embarrassing, how his cock throbs so much it aches or the fact any second now his favourite person in the world is going to notice and think he’s the world's biggest creep. But how on earth were you not going to notice the fat cock currently jumping in front of your face every time you breathe?

nerd!gojo who almost chokes on his own saliva when you give a content little sigh as your hand slips higher up his thigh, caressing the drooling head of his cock over his sweatpants before retreating. That was an accident, right?

nerd!gojo who you know is currently completely oblivious to the little game you’re playing as you slide your hand up his thigh again, this time allowing your hand to caress almost his entire length—fuck he’s big—and the choked moan he holds back forces you to suppress a giggle.

nerd!gojo who’s eyes are now locked on the side of your face as he watches your lips twitch with amusement. Your hand slowly making its way back up his thigh, this time you don’t caress, no, you grip his length through his sweats making Gojo’s eyes roll back as you let out a breathy moan at the way he twitches and throbs in your hand.

nerd!gojo who is now gripping the couch for a whole different reason as he feels you begin to kitten lick his slobbering tip through his sweats, tasting the salty pre before wrapping your lips around the now damp fabric and sucking.

nerd!gojo who is moaning freely now as you lick, suck and jerk his cock through his sweats. His poor cock jumping constantly, begging to be freed from the fabric constraints.

nerd!gojo who helps you out by lifting his hips as you pull at his sweats, now desperate to get his dick free so you can suck him properly.

nerd!gojo who’s looking at you with hearts in his eyes when you gasp at his size before giggling after finally freeing him. He nods like a broken bobble head when you so sweetly ask if it’s ok to taste him.

nerd!gojo who lets out a shuddering breath when you press a soft kiss to his leaky tip. But nothing compares to the broken moan that echos your dorm room when your warm mouth envelopes the tip of his cock.

nerd!gojo who’s head is thrown back, azure eyes rolling back in his skull and hand cradling the back of your head as you bob up and down his gruelling length. The drool leaking from your mouth, sticky and messy, aiding in working what you can’t fit in your mouth.

nerd!gojo who’s just rambling at this point. “Oh f-fuck..your m-mouth it’s so f-fucking warm and w-wet.” He moans. “Oh g-god—I jus—shit—you f-feel—“. After all he’s never felt a mouth around him before now. And honestly he’s proud of himself for not busting in the first 30 seconds.

nerd!gojo who’s brain short circuits when you pull off of his length, fist working his sensitive tip as you move to lick and suck at the heavy, twitching globes beneath. “W-what the f-fuck— why does that f-feel so—fuuuuuuck!”

nerd!gojo who can’t keep his hands to himself any longer. Big hand skimming along your body that’s still stretched out on the couch before dropping to your round ass and sinking his finger into the soft flesh. Long fingers grazing the gusset of your panties under your pretty little skirt and jaw going slack when he feels the drenched fabric.

nerd!gojo who loses any and all thought of playing with your pretty pussy when you deep throat him. Gagging and spluttering on his length as you flex your throat, milking his tip for all he’s worth.

nerd!gojo who has now lost all sense of restraint as he holds the back of your neck to keep you in place. Sputtering trembled apologies as he begins thrusting into your mouth. Panting and whining desperately as his release begins to claw up his spine. Your cockdrunk moans only spurring him on.

nerd!gojo who’s whining and letting out breathy “thank yous” as he finally explodes in your mouth. His thighs trembling as you suck and lick up every drop of salty cum he offers. Moaning freely as you greedily gulp it down.

nerd!gojo who now sits there dumbfounded, bleary eyed and glasses squint after you kissed his dick one more time before tucking him back into his sweats and resuming your spot resting in his lap like nothing ever happened.

nerd!gojo who finally comes back to earth and zones in on the way your thighs now rub together in an attempt at relief.

Well…it’s only fair to repay you after all…right?

art: @/dewbiscuits

NERD!GOJO X READER

warnings: MDNI, oral (m receiving), fem!reader, college au, cursing, light face fuck*ng, drool and spit mentioned, gojo’s first time receiving

wc: 1k

nerd!gojo who is currently sweating. One long arm resting along the back of the couch, while the other rests on the armrest with knuckles turning white from how hard he grips it, eyes screwed tight as he prays to every single higher being who could possibly be listening to not pop a fucking boner from his pretty little bestie currently laying her head in lap.

nerd!gojo who feels like he’s on the verge of tears as he mumbles silently to the ceiling the most revolting things he can think of just to stop the blood currently flooding towards his cock which is now at least at half chub. And when you give a giggle at the movie currently playing, the vibrations from your vocal cords do not help his situation.

nerd!gojo who is so wrapped up in his desperate attempt to keep his dick soft that he hasn’t noticed you can already see the outline of his ever growing hard on. Your lip pulling between your teeth in excitement.

nerd!gojo who is now genuinely seconds away from crying when you place your hand high on his thigh, the gentle touch making him whimper. But you just claim it’s ‘to make yourself more comfortable’. Gojo on the other hand is beginning to wonder if you were a demon sent to torture him.

nerd!gojo who has now just accepted defeat. His dick resting thick and heavy against his thigh, drooling sticky pre against his skin. He’s not sure which is more embarrassing, how his cock throbs so much it aches or the fact any second now his favourite person in the world is going to notice and think he’s the world's biggest creep. But how on earth were you not going to notice the fat cock currently jumping in front of your face every time you breathe?

nerd!gojo who almost chokes on his own saliva when you give a content little sigh as your hand slips higher up his thigh, caressing the drooling head of his cock over his sweatpants before retreating. That was an accident, right?

nerd!gojo who you know is currently completely oblivious to the little game you’re playing as you slide your hand up his thigh again, this time allowing your hand to caress almost his entire length—fuck he’s big—and the choked moan he holds back forces you to suppress a giggle.

nerd!gojo who’s eyes are now locked on the side of your face as he watches your lips twitch with amusement. Your hand slowly making its way back up his thigh, this time you don’t caress, no, you grip his length through his sweats making Gojo’s eyes roll back as you let out a breathy moan at the way he twitches and throbs in your hand.

nerd!gojo who is now gripping the couch for a whole different reason as he feels you begin to kitten lick his slobbering tip through his sweats, tasting the salty pre before wrapping your lips around the now damp fabric and sucking.

nerd!gojo who is moaning freely now as you lick, suck and jerk his cock through his sweats. His poor cock jumping constantly, begging to be freed from the fabric constraints.

nerd!gojo who helps you out by lifting his hips as you pull at his sweats, now desperate to get his dick free so you can suck him properly.

nerd!gojo who’s looking at you with hearts in his eyes when you gasp at his size before giggling after finally freeing him. He nods like a broken bobble head when you so sweetly ask if it’s ok to taste him.

nerd!gojo who lets out a shuddering breath when you press a soft kiss to his leaky tip. But nothing compares to the broken moan that echos your dorm room when your warm mouth envelopes the tip of his cock.

nerd!gojo who’s head is thrown back, azure eyes rolling back in his skull and hand cradling the back of your head as you bob up and down his gruelling length. The drool leaking from your mouth, sticky and messy, aiding in working what you can’t fit in your mouth.

nerd!gojo who’s just rambling at this point. “Oh f-fuck..your m-mouth it’s so f-fucking warm and w-wet.” He moans. “Oh g-god—I jus—shit—you f-feel—“. After all he’s never felt a mouth around him before now. And honestly he’s proud of himself for not busting in the first 30 seconds.

nerd!gojo who’s brain short circuits when you pull off of his length, fist working his sensitive tip as you move to lick and suck at the heavy, twitching globes beneath. “W-what the f-fuck— why does that f-feel so—fuuuuuuck!”

nerd!gojo who can’t keep his hands to himself any longer. Big hand skimming along your body that’s still stretched out on the couch before dropping to your round ass and sinking his finger into the soft flesh. Long fingers grazing the gusset of your panties under your pretty little skirt and jaw going slack when he feels the drenched fabric.

nerd!gojo who loses any and all thought of playing with your pretty pussy when you deep throat him. Gagging and spluttering on his length as you flex your throat, milking his tip for all he’s worth.

nerd!gojo who has now lost all sense of restraint as he holds the back of your neck to keep you in place. Sputtering trembled apologies as he begins thrusting into your mouth. Panting and whining desperately as his release begins to claw up his spine. Your cockdrunk moans only spurring him on.

nerd!gojo who’s whining and letting out breathy “thank yous” as he finally explodes in your mouth. His thighs trembling as you suck and lick up every drop of salty cum he offers. Moaning freely as you greedily gulp it down.

nerd!gojo who now sits there dumbfounded, bleary eyed and glasses squint after you kissed his dick one more time before tucking him back into his sweats and resuming your spot resting in his lap like nothing ever happened.

nerd!gojo who finally comes back to earth and zones in on the way your thighs now rub together in an attempt at relief.

Well…it’s only fair to repay you after all…right?

pairings: Gojo x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader, Ino x Reader, Choso x Reader, Sukuna x Reader

warnings: cursing, oral sex, fem!reader, pet names, pretty much all involve face fucking or at least light face fucking (I’m going through a phase ok?), Ino’s and Choso’s have similar endings, a lot of drool and spit mentioned, I’m ngl not very well proofread as I was exhausted when I finished it so there will be mistakes

A/N: I’m sorry or you’re welcome. Also there’s a direct quote from one of @saintkaylaa AOT smaus in the Sukuna one because that line lives rent free in my head every. single. dayyyyyy.

GOJO SATORU

“B-baby—hah—oh fuuuck.” Satoru moans as you lay in between his legs, his head thrown back against the pillow. Slurping and drooling all over his rigid cock as his hand grips the hair at the base of your neck, not guiding you just needing something to ground him as your sweet little mouth sucks the soul out of him.

You let out a garbled moan as you continue slurping him up. Briefly hollowing your cheeks for extra suction before sliding your tongue out to trace the veins on the underside of his cock. “Oh t-that mouths f-fucking dangerous.” Satoru grunts as his free hand grips the bedding below him.

His eyes lose focus when you deep throat him. Holding yourself there as you gag and choke, letting him feel the way your throat grips at him. “Fuuuuck yess. Gag on it, baby. Gag on this f-fucking cock.” Satoru growls, using the hand on the back of your neck to hold you there for a few seconds longer before pulling you up.

You spit onto his length as you keep pumping him. Satoru’s whole body trembles when you focus your attention on his tip, thumb brushing that special spot repeatedly.

Just when Satoru looks like he’s about to cry, you ease up. Leaning down to press kisses from base to tip before you swirl your tongue all over his tip, watching him with lust filled eyes as he stares into your soul. You giggle when he winks down at you as you suck him back into your mouth. “God, baby. Sweet little mouth is gonna make me put a ring on it.” He teases.

GETO SUGURU

“G-god. Fuck y-yes.” Suguru growls. A mix of sticky drool and Suguru’s precum saturates the dusting of raven hair at his base and smears over his thighs. He's currently perched on the sofa, legs manspread with his sweats bunched at his ankles, large body hunched over you with his fingers interlocked behind your head as he holds you in place making sure you take all of him.

“T-take it, pretty girl. Take all of me.” He grunts as your throat constricts around his girth, slobbering all over it. You fight the urge to gag, breathing through your nose as your knees shuffle slightly against the fluffy rug, pussy throbbing as your juices drip! drip! drip! onto the floor below.

Your tongue laps at the underside of his shaft, gently caressing his tight balls and covering them in more drool. “Oh f-fuck. T-that’s my girl.” Suguru growls pushing you deeper before he pulls your head back up to let you breathe for a second, drool smeared all over the lower half of your face and dripping into your cleavage as you gasp for air. Your pupils are blown wide as you stick out your tongue allowing more spittle to drip down your chin and tits. Suguru can practically see the hearts in your eyes.

Suguru wraps his hand around your throat before he pulls you up on your knees and into a messy kiss. Smearing more drool over your face and his as he shoves his tongue into your mouth, making you whimper into the kiss as he licks at your tongue. He sucks your bottom lip into his mouth briefly before he pulls back.

“My pretty little cock sucker.” He grunts against your mouth, pressing one more rough kiss to your mouth. “You want more, pretty girl?” You nod obediently as you sink your nails into his thighs, your own thighs rubbing together to give you the briefest moment of relief. “Of course you do.” Suguru chuckles. “My dirty, dirty girl.” He groans as he feels you suckle on his tip once more.

NANAMI KENTO

The top three buttons of Nanami's crisp work shirt are popped, the golden patch of his chest hair reflecting against the light. Tie loose around his neck, slacks opened just enough to free him and back slouched against the cold dining chair as his hand stays wrapped in your hair.

His head is thrown back and grunts flow freely into the air as he guides your head up and down his saliva coated cock. It’s messy and loud. The repeated glug! glug! glug! of your desperate little throat taking as much of him as you can manage, whining and moaning as you please the man before you.

You’d only wanted to help the blonde haired man relax after he came home from a stressful day at work. Stopping in the middle of a candlelit dinner to crawl under the table, nails racking up and down his thighs before popping the buttons on his slacks and rubbing your face against his already straining length. Offering him the sweetest little “I just want to help you relax, sir.” Knowing damn well he’d never be able to say no.

“Oh, s-sweetheart, that pretty little mouth is gonna m-make me lose my m-mind.” He groans as you feel his hand tighten in your hair before he shoves you down deeper on his length. Your eyes water and your panties only drip more as he hits the back of your throat. He uses his grip on your hair to swirl your head in slow circles, groaning at the stimulation to his weeping tip when your throat continuously grips and releases him, coating your tonsils in silky precum.

“S-such a good girl. Always s-sucking me so fuckin’ good, sweetheart.” Nanami pants as he continues guiding you up and down again. When Nanami swore you knew he was close to losing it.

“My sweet, sweet f-fuckin’ wife.” He continues as he bobs you up and down a few more times before pulling you off of him. He pulls you up to him, pressing his lips to yours with a gentle mwah! In complete contrast to the way he’d just been using your mouth.

“You’re so good to me, sweetheart.” He breathes against your lips. “I just wanna make you happy, Ken.” You giggle as your hand slips between his legs to stroke him slowly. “Oh you do, my love. So very happy.”

TOJI FUSHIGURO

Your body leans over the centre console. Both yours and Toji’s seats scooted back as Toji guides your head up and down his thick cock. His sweats pushed under his ass and your hair wrapped around his fist as he grunts at the feeling of your slick mouth wetting up his length.

“Dirty girl couldn’t even wait until we got home to suck cock.” Toji teases. “Too desperate to have your mouth filled. Isn’t that right, doll?” You moan affirmatively as you continue to slurp at Toji’s throbbing length. “And what a good little cock sucker you are.” He praises before his hand collides with your ass that is currently arched in the air. Toji accidentally lets a moan slip when your throat constricts around him at the impact.

As much as you love when Toji openly moans you know his sensitive ass is about to punish you for making that sound leave his throat.

He begins bucking his hips up to meet the back of your throat harder when he guides your head back down. Your poor throat being fucked raw all because of this sensitive ass grown man. His grunts turn rougher as he abuses your poor throat, making you slobber all over his lap as he uses you like a toy.

Toji pushes your head down once more, holding you in place as your body gags and chokes around his length. “Breathe through your nose, doll. Don’t fight it.” He groans, rubbing a soothing hand on your back to help you relax as your nails dig into his muscular thigh. Sure enough your body soon relaxes as Toji holds you still and bucks his hips in short strokes, forcing his length just that little bit deeper before he pulls you up for air.

Toji grips your cheeks, pulling you to him as you gasp for air, face red and lips glistening with spit. He gives you a lopsided smirk, the scar on his lips twitching. “God, I’d kill for this pretty little mouth.” He chuckles.

INO TAKUMA

“O-oh f-fuck. I ca—p-princess—hah—please. I can’t t-taaaake it.” Takuma cries out. His thighs tremble as you suck him in deep. Kissing, licking and sucking him to the point of insanity. Your poor golden retriever boyfriend grips decorative cushions for dear life as he whimpers and moans loudly. Eyes brimming with fresh tears when you take the time to suckle on his tip, running your tongue over that sensitive part where the head meets the shaft.

The second you pull back only to drop a fresh glob on sweet sticky drool all over his pulsing length, twisting your hands in opposite directions to lather his pretty cock in more lubrication, Takuma loses his ever loving mind. Eyes meeting the back of his skull as he throws his head back against the couch, teeth gritted as he whimpers. Your favourite sound.

Then you take it a step further. Sucking him back in until his furiously leaking tip is hitting the back of your throat. The taste of his salty precum coating your tongue as moan around his cock. It only drives the poor Takuma closer to insanity. The vibration of your moans making him pull his mask over his face as his head thrashes from side to side, unable to cope with the pleasure coursing through his body.

“G-goooood. It’s t-too much. I—hah—c-can’t take it.” He whimpers, tears actually falling this time and clinging to his mask still over his face. You pussy throbs harder. You love turning him into putty in your hands.

You pull off with a pop! as you giggle at his antics. “I wanna see your face, Taku.” You coo sweetly as you keep pumping his length pressed against your face. Takuma can’t even bring himself to look at you. His head thrown back again and hands placed over his eyes as his hips twitch at your hand working the fuck out of his tip.

“Y-you’re ev—ugh—evil.” He pants. “I’m evil?” You question. “For what? Doing this?” You tease before licking a stripe from base to tip. Takuma mewls at the feeling. “Y-yes!” He cries, thighs trembling once again, making you grin.

You ponder for a moment, continuing to press soft kisses to his head, coating your lips in more delicious precum.

“You wanna take control of my mouth, Taku?” You offer. “C-control how?” He asks nervously, pulling his mask back up to its usual residing spot.

You take his hand, helping him pull your hair into a ponytail in his fist. “Use my mouth.” You tell him. “Princess, are you s-sure?” He gulps. You nod, smiling at him sweetly as you open your mouth and stick out your tongue.

Takuma grips his length with his free hand, angling it towards your silky wet tongue before sliding his cock against it a few times like he’s testing the waters. Before you know it he’s guiding your head up and down his twitching length with ease. Curses and grunts leaving his pouty lips as he uses you.

You watch him with hooded eyes, moaning freely around him as he begins fucking your face. His hips bucking to hit the back of your throat as you gargle and drool all over him.

“F-feels so g-good.” He’s moaning as his hips pick up pace. Your eyes are the ones now leaking fresh tears as his tip batters against the back of your throat. “T-thank you—hah— fuck—t-thank you, thank you, thaaaank yo—“ he chants over and over.

CHOSO KAMO

Choso’s head feels like it’s spinning as you kneel on the floor perched between his knees. Your hands holding his thighs as your head bobs up and down on his length. Drooling on him so much even his balls are coated in your sticky salvia.

Unsure what to do with his hand they both currently grip the bed sheets on either side of him as he slowly leans back on his elbows, body too weak from your tight throat to keep him upright any longer.

He's mumbling incoherently as you pull yourself off before sliding your mouth and tongue up and down the side of his weeping cock. Glob after glob of precum flowing from his tip and his body tries not to convulse at the stimulation.

You stare up at him innocently with a giggle. “Does it feel good, Cho?” You tease, pumping him in your fist. “S-so—hah—so g-gooood.” He whimpers.

You suck him back into your mouth, bobbing up and down once again before you push yourself down. Forcing yourself to take him until your mouth reaches the base. The immediate stimulation of Choso’s tip grazing the back of your throat makes his hips jump. A moan tearing from his throat at how good it feels to be so deep. It's like a switch flips in Choso’s head and before you know it he’s losing control.

His hands move to the back of your head to keep you in place as he begins bucking his hips to meet the back of your throat. It’s uncontrollable, he can’t make himself stop no matter how hard he tries to fight it.

You relax your throat as you allow Choso to take control. “I-I’m sorr—hah—I’m s-sorry.” He whimpers. “J-just—ugh—just f-feels so—oh f-fuck—so g-good.” He cries, hips furiously bucking into your mouth and drool leaking from his own mouth. You moan back to him, stroking his thigh gently to let him know it’s ok. “T-thank you, fuck fuck f-fuck, thank y-you.” He pants.

SUKUNA RYOMEN

Your hands are pinned above your head, body pressed into the wall as you gargle and spit around Sukuna’s length, tears streaking your face. His hips snapping into your throat as his left hand presses into the wall to keep his balance and the other has a rough grip on your face, keeping your head in place. His right covered in the drool currently being forced from your slutty little mouth as he grunts and growls at your constricting throat.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head until only the white remains at the taste of salty precum, moaning wantonly as Sukuna snickers down at you. “What a pretty little whore.” He chuckles, his sharp canines glinting in the light. “So used of me using that throat you’re barely even gagging.” His hips snap relentlessly as you let out a garbled cry, the pink haired man feeling his length thicken as he watches your tits jiggle in tandem.

The light sheen of sweat reflecting from his abs as they flex and jump at the stimulation from your mouth makes your hips wiggle beneath you. Poor pussy weeping and clenching with the need to be filled but loving his sweet sweet torture.

“Such a desperate little slut. So happy to have any hole used. Isn’t that right?” He coos down at you. You nod to the best of your ability before you slip your tongue out to slide against the underside of his length as he slides in and out of your mouth.

Sukuna slides himself out of your mouth, lifting his length towards his stomach as he shoves his heavy balls into your face. “Suck.” He commands. So you do. Without a second thought. Trailing your tongue all over them, covering them in your saliva before taking time to suck each one into your mouth. Lavishing them with attention from your tongue.

Sukuna's trembling hand has to let his cock drop, the heavy shaft resting against your forehead as his free hand turns into a fist against the wall. “G-god, you’re a fuckin’ demon.” He snarls, head falling back between his shoulder blades as you watch his thigh muscles twitch and tense at the intense stimulation, making a giggle slip from your throat as you smirk.

The crimson eyed man immediately notices the look on your face. “What’s so fuckin’ funny?” He demands as you let go of his left ball with a pop! “Nothing, Kuna.” You smile innocently. Sukuna growls. “I’ll show you somethin’ funny since you wanna giggle ‘n’ shit.” Fisting his length before feeding it back into your awaiting mouth, hips resuming their brutal pace. “Gonna make that pretty lil face turn blue.”

Your back against Shoko’s warm tits as she lays you in between her legs. She’s got one hand teasing your nipples, pinching them and gently stroking her fingers over them, while the other grips your face, forcing you to look down at where Suguru is fucking into you as you cry out. Your poor little pussy bulging around his ridiculous girth.

“Aw look, Suguru. She’s crying.” She pouts teasingly. “He’s just so deep isn’t he, baby?” She whispers in your ear, biting at it softly. All you can do is nod as a pathetic sob leaves your throat.

“Look at that wet pussy. Drooling all over him, silly girl.” She begins teasing. “How’s she feel Suguru?” She smirks up at the raven haired man who’s grunting and sweating in front of you, rough hands folding your legs back against Shoko. “She’s so fucking tight. Gripping the fuck out of me.” He moans. “Keep talking to her. Making her even wetter.” He groans, throwing in a particularly deep thrust so that Shoko can listen to the loud squelch that echoes the room.

“Ohhh, you like when I talk to you, sweetheart?” She giggles. “Does it make that pussy even wetter?”

Shoko’s hand slides down your body and in between your legs so she can play with your clit while Suguru delivers brutal thrust after brutal thrust. Your head falling back against her shoulder when she begins stroking the swollen bud juuust right.

“Oh look at that. She does like my voice.” She smiles as the squelching gets louder.

Your whole body jumps when Shoko gently slaps your clit. The zap of electricity making you clench harder around Suguru and the raven haired man groans as his head falls back between his shoulders.

“Oh, I think this pretty little cunt is gonna make him cum.” She whispers in your ear. “But first, I wanna see you gushing all over him. Can you do that for me, baby?” She coos, still strumming your clit.

“Y-yes.” You hiccup, nodding obediently. “Mmm, good girl.” She praises, slipping a hand around your throat and pressing a kiss to your temple.

I busted🫠 you cannot tell me a threesome with Shoko and Suguru would not be hot af😩 I might need to do a short fic on this tbh🤭

zuko suddenly jerks upright in bed, a blood curdling scream tearing out of his throat.

your eyes burst wide open, ear drums quaking from his sudden shriek as you almost fall out of bed from fright.

then routine kicks in.

you so very carefully reach for your husband. calling out his name softly as place a comforting hand on his shoulder, trying not to startle him.

but just like every time before he jumps at the sudden touch, body taut with fight or flight coursing through his system.

then teary golden eyes meet yours.

“it’s ok, my love. it’s ok. it was just a dream.” you soothe.

your hand reaches out to hold his face. skin slick with sweat yet icy to the touch. the fear in his eyes, the trembling in his body makes your stomach roll with a wave of nausea and anger bubble in the depths of your soul.

not anger at your husband, no.

anger at his father.

tears slowly begin to slide down zuko’s face and you’re pretty sure you can hear how hard his heart is beating as you pull him gently down with you.

you pull him onto your chest, cradling him with one arm as you use your hand to stroke his hair.

you feel him cling to you like a safety blanket. his nails biting into your skin like someone might try and tear him away from you.

“it’s ok, my love. i’m right here.” you whisper. “it was just a dream, you’re safe. i won’t let anyone hurt you.”

your own tears begin to shed silently, as zuko sniffles against your chest. your heart breaks for him further every time this happens.

you know your husband has made mistakes. you don’t deny that. but he’s a different man now. a better man. a good man.

and he sure as hell never deserved the way his father maimed him.

you both lay in silence, besides the sniffling every now and then from zuko, as you try your best to bring your husband some sense of comfort.

“i’m sorry.” zuko croaks.

your brows furrow, teeth sinking into your lip as you try to slow your own tears and steady your voice.

“you don’t ever have to apologise.” you whisper. “not to me.”

zuko weakly nods as he presses his ear harder against your chest. the steady beat of your heart soothing his, grounding him.

the world is slowly returning to a sense of peace. you hope the same can happen for your husband one day.

Getting fucked from the back by Gojo while he chuckles at your helplessness. Legs trembling, arms about to give out from trying to hold yourself up and then your head sags forward—almost falling off the edge of the bed as your body feels like mush— you let out a pathetic moan when Gojo’s hand collides with the fat of your ass. So overwhelmed from Gojo’s deep strokes that your gripping the sheets for dear life, teeth clenched at how overwhelming it is.

But then a big hand wraps around your throat, forcing you to look up into violet eyes that are completely blown out. Geto giving you a pout before cooing at you “I know, pretty girl, I know. He’s so deep isn’t he? All too much for you.” stroking his girth, the schlick! schlick! schlick! barely being heard over the sound of dripping wet skin on dripping wet skin, your poor cunt dumb and gushing for the two men. You let out a garbled mix between a scream and a moan at his teasing. Fat tears running down your face mixed with the mascara you’d been wearing, drool all over your lips and leaking onto the sheets below. You look a mess but it only makes Geto stroke his rigid length faster. He’s getting off on the wreck Gojo has turned you into.

Gojo’s hands gripping your hips and fucking into you brutally, making your body jolt forward and grip Geto’s thigh as he stands. Whimpering and crying as the raven haired man strokes your cheek, feeding his thumb into your mouth for you to suck on. “Oh shit, she’s gripping the fuck out of me. Little masochist.” Gojo titters, slamming into you harder. That only makes Geto grin before he moves his hand back to your throat and angles his length into your face, your mouth watering at his pretty cock, decorated with veins and twitching as you moan at the sight. “You’re gonna take me too, right, pretty girl?” He purrs. “Don’t want me to feel left out now, do we?” To which you shake your head, more sticky drool leaking out of your mouth. “Good girl.”

Anyway, that’s what on my mind🙂‍↕️.

notes: just a collection of mean!reader x enjin and being in a situationship lol

warnings: sexual, suggestive, a little toxic, f!reader

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zuko suddenly jerks upright in bed, a blood curdling scream tearing out of his throat.

your eyes burst wide open, ear drums quaking from his sudden shriek as you almost fall out of bed from fright.

then routine kicks in.

you so very carefully reach for your husband. calling out his name softly as place a comforting hand on his shoulder, trying not to startle him.

but just like every time before he jumps at the sudden touch, body taut with fight or flight coursing through his system.

then teary golden eyes meet yours.

“it’s ok, my love. it’s ok. it was just a dream.” you soothe.

your hand reaches out to hold his face. skin slick with sweat yet icy to the touch. the fear in his eyes, the trembling in his body makes your stomach roll with a wave of nausea and anger bubble in the depths of your soul.

not anger at your husband, no.

anger at his father.

tears slowly begin to slide down zuko’s face and you’re pretty sure you can hear how hard his heart is beating as you pull him gently down with you.

you pull him onto your chest, cradling him with one arm as you use your hand to stroke his hair.

you feel him cling to you like a safety blanket. his nails biting into your skin like someone might try and tear him away from you.

“it’s ok, my love. i’m right here.” you whisper. “it was just a dream, you’re safe. i won’t let anyone hurt you.”

your own tears begin to shed silently, as zuko sniffles against your chest. your heart breaks for him further every time this happens.

you know your husband has made mistakes. you don’t deny that. but he’s a different man now. a better man. a good man.

and he sure as hell never deserved the way his father maimed him.

you both lay in silence, besides the sniffling every now and then from zuko, as you try your best to bring your husband some sense of comfort.

“i’m sorry.” zuko croaks.

your brows furrow, teeth sinking into your lip as you try to slow your own tears and steady your voice.

“you don’t ever have to apologise.” you whisper. “not to me.”

zuko weakly nods as he presses his ear harder against your chest. the steady beat of your heart soothing his, grounding him.

the world is slowly returning to a sense of peace. you hope the same can happen for your husband one day.