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✨ hi!! i’m star :3

✨ 18 | lesbian | nonbinary (they/them)

✨ currently writing for jjk, aot, mha, demon slayer, and fmab

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✨ pairing: bf!choso x reader x bff!yuki

✨ 2.7k words

✨ cw: threesome, oral (m and f recieving), making out, groping, sub!choso, softdom!yuki, switch!reader, nicknames (sweetheart, baby, good boy), titty sucking, dry humping, fingering, squirting, pussydrunk!choso (ngh), cock piercings, cum eating, possible polyamory?

✨ MDNI

✨ an: i already have a part two planned.... lmk if yall want it

your boyfriend, simply put, was not good at eating pussy. you didn’t blame him, you were each other's first everything, and choso was always so eager that you just didn’t have the heart to tell him that he wasn’t doing it right.

“girl you need to talk him through it! tell him what you like, what you don’t like, you know, praise him when he does good.” your best friend yuki says with a grin.

yuki was somewhat of a professional. she was into casual hookups and had a lot of experience with both men and women. you’d always been a bit envious of her, not because you were unhappy with choso, god no. he was the perfect man in every way… except in the bedroom. she just always seemed so knowledgeable about these things in a way you and choso weren’t.

so when yuki offered to teach your boyfriend a thing or two, you practically jumped at the idea. you knew choso would be difficult to convince, he never so much as glanced at another woman, so letting one into your bedroom seemed impossible. but you had a plan.

you, choso, and yuki were sitting in the living room of your apartment. you and yuki share a look, and you took a deep breath. 

“cho, you know i love you right?” choso’s face immediately descends into panic. “no, you can’t break up with me! please baby i love you!” he drops to his knees in front of you, tears already forming in his eyes.

“oh my god! choso, im not breaking up with you! please calm down baby,” you caress his face and wipe away his tears. choso sniffles, getting back up from his knees and sitting back down on the couch. 

“cho baby, i was talking with yuki, and i think she might be able to help us in some areas where we aren’t.. um.. as connected.” you try to sugar coat it, but by the confused look on choso’s face you can tell he doesn’t understand.

“honey what are you talking about? am i doing something wrong?” you sighed, knowing that you were just going have to say it outright. 

“baby, yuki is gonna show you how to eat me out. i love you so much and you’re so good for me, but yuki is just here to guide us, i think it will be helpful”

choso pauses for a minute, clearly processing what you had said. he knew that he usually took a more submissive position in the bedroom, but he never thought that would contribute to him not being able to please you properly. he thought you were satisfied, but he was obviously doing something wrong. this realization only fueled his desire to become better for you.

“well… if you really think she would be able to help us, i guess i’m okay with it. i’ll do anything to make you feel good.” he said with the oh so familiar puppy dog look in his eyes. 

“so where do i start?” the three of you were sitting on your king sized bed, you in the middle of choso and yuki.

“well, foreplay is always first. do you know what gets her fired up?” yuki questions him. choso looks down shyly. “um, i think so?”

yuki shakes her head. “that’s not good enough. you need to talk to her beforehand and ask her these things, your sole focus should be on giving her the best experience.” choso hesitates, looking over at you. you give him a small nod, and he smiles softly, slowly gaining confidence. 

“sweetheart, what do you like during foreplay? is there anything specific i should know?” you smile at him as your cheeks heat up, thinking of a response.

“hmm.. well i love it when i’m on top while we’re kissing. i really like it when your hands are on me, specifically my waist, chest and neck.” choso nods, taking in the information. “ooh! i also really love it when you kiss my neck and chest!”

yuki smiles at the two of you, happy that she’s already helping, and clothes haven’t even been stripped off yet. choso turns and looks to yuki for guidance, seemingly over the  discomfort of looking to another woman for advice in the bedroom. his sole focus is on pleasing you.

“go ahead cho, do what she says. be a good boy.” yuki guides, and he turns red at the use of the nickname. choso picks you up by the waist and sits you on his lap. he slowly moves his hands up and down your waist, just observing your body like it was a sculpture in a museum. his hands gently moved up to your chest, groping and squeezing through your shirt. he tugs at the hem, and you take that as a sign to pull your shirt over your head and toss it across the room. 

after admiring you for a second, and leans forward and takes one of your nipples into his mouth. his warm tongue swirls around your bud before giving it a playful nip. with his other hand, he gropes your other breast, before switching sides, making sure to give them both equal attention. your arms find their place resting on his shoulders and he slowly starts to move his mouth upwards, kissing and sucking your skin, leaving a trail of marks on his path. 

he gets to your neck, kissing and licking until there it is! he finds the one spot on the side of your neck that makes you melt. your head tilts back in pleasure, and your hips start to grind down on his lap. choso moans into your neck, clearly enjoying the friction.

you suddenly feel hands on your waist from behind, and you hear yuki giggle at your startled face. her hands move down to your hips, helping them roll over choso’s lap.

“f-fuck it’s hard to keep going when you grind on me like that.” choso groans, but yuki gives him a strict look.

 “no, this is about her, you don’t get to stop.” choso whimpers softly and starts kissing up your neck, moving to your chin, and finally he kisses your lips. it’s soft at first, loving and calm. but the harder yuki forces your hips down the sloppier you and choso get. 

you bite his bottom lip and he whimpers, and you take that opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth. tongues swirling and saliva swapping , you moan into each other's mouth until a firm hand gently pulls your face away from choso’s.

“alright, you two are clearly worked up enough,” yuki says, eyeing the wet patch on choso’s sweatpants. “now on to lesson two. let’s get you moved into a more comfortable position.” 

yuki lifts you up off of choso’s lap with ease, turning you around so that now your back is to her chest, and choso is in front of you. she snakes her arms around your bare chest, hands resting just below your boobs. 

“cho, i want you to slowly take off her bottoms.” yuki commands, and choso swiftly obeys. he unbuttons your pants, and pulls down the zipper. he lifts up your hips and pulls your pants off. feeling exposed, you try to close your legs, but yuki forces them open again.  

“yuki, tell me what to do next please! i want to be good!” choso begs, already glued to your thighs. yuki laughs at his eagerness. you really weren’t lying when you said he’d do anything for you. “feel her through her panties. feel how wet she is, cho.”

choso swipes his thumb over your covered slit, surprised at how soaked you already are. he drags his finger up and down, before experimentally licking you over your panties. the gasp you let out pushes him to keep going, licking and sucking on you through your panties. you hear yuki chuckle from behind you as she grabs your chin and turns you face towards her. she captures your lips in a kiss and a muffled sound of surprise comes from choso. he always thought he was a one girl kind of guy, but the way his cock throbs at the sight of you and yuki making out might just change his mind. 

yuki shoves her tongue in your mouth, kissing you open. she gives a small side glace to choso, and she smiles into your mouth when she sees his pout. she pulls away, pressing small kisses into the side of your cheek and down your neck. 

“looks like someone’s jealous,” yuki says with a grin. choso looks away, clearly upset that you were giving yuki so much attention when he was being so good for you. you grab his face and lean down to press a kiss to his forehead.

“cho, you’re doing so good for me baby.” his face (and cock) perks up at the praise, you swear if he had a tail it would be wagging right now. “go on baby, take off my panties.”

choso wastes no time, lifting your hips to peel your underwear off, not so sneakily putting it in his pocket. he hesitates, knowing that he can’t mess up now that yuki is watching, but he’s nervous. what if even after all of this he can’t please you? what if yuki can make you feel better than he can? he shakes his head. no, yuki is just here to help, she would never take you away from him. 

“yuki, um… what should i do first?” choso asks sheepishly, now a lot more embarrassed he’s asking her for help. yuki smiles sweetly before reaching her hand between your thighs. she uses her skilled fingers to spread your wet folds and you jolt at the sudden touch.

“go ahead and lick her, try to go as deep as you can with your tongue. you can do it choso, i know you can.” yuki says encouragingly, and choso does just that. he licks a long stripe up your cunt, flicking his tongue just before he reaches your sensitive clit. with yuki spreading you apart, he has a clear view of your warm center and it makes him drool. you attacks you with his mouth, fucking his tongue in and out of your tight hole. it feels good, but it wasn’t enough.

“choso, she needs more. use your fingers.” yuki instructs him, and honestly, hearing her tell him what to do only gets you wetter. choso slowly inserts one of his thick fingers, letting you adjust to the sudden intrusion. he focuses his tongue on your throbbing clit while thrusting his finger in and out of you. 

“m-more cho, please give me more,” you moan, breathless as he adds another finger in. his fingers are working like a piston, but it’s not quite right. you look up at yuki panting, and she understands.

“cho, curl your fingers up, you have to find her g-spot. just thrusting your fingers won’t do any good unless you find that spot. he nods, determined to make you cum on his face. he curls his fingers up slightly, trying to find the spot yuki was talking about. a yelp from you lets him know he found it, and he takes advantage of it. he abuses that sensitive area with his fingers while he uses his tongue to suck your bundle of nerves. “damn, you’re a quick learner choso.”

“i- i think- it feels, yuki it feels weird. i th-think somethings wrong,” you stutter. a strange feeling builds up in your core, one you had never felt before. 

“it’s okay baby, just relax and let go.” yuki reassures you. one last strong thrust to your cunt and you’re spraying  on choso’s face. his eyes widen in surprise as he realizes whats happening, and he goes back in to drink it all up. the look in his eyes makes him seem drunk, and he is. he’s drunk on your pussy. 

choso sits back up, and takes your face in his hands. he kisses you deeply and you can taste yourself on his lips. you softly push on his chest, needing to catch your breath. he looks at you with those sweet brown eyes, clearly proud of himself.

“did i do it baby? did i make you feel good?” you stare at him in disbelief. you just squirted for the first time, on his face, and he has the audacity to ask if he did a good job.

“yes baby you did so good for me,” you squeak out. your eyes trail down choso’s body. his shirt is soaked, probably with a mix of sweat, drool, and your release. your eyes land on his crotch, or rather, the big ass cum stain on his sweatpants. “cho… did you cum in your pants from eating me out?” 

choso covers his face with his hands, but you can see his ears reddening. you and yuki share a laugh, amused by his fluster. you grab choso’s hands, pulling them down from his face. 

“oh cho, don’t be embarrassed,” you say to him sweetly, “me and yuki think its very hot that you came in your pants.” he looks at you for any hints of sarcasm but he can’t find any. 

“in fact,” yuki says, lifting you up and sitting you on the floor before sitting next to you, “let us clean you up. you were such a good boy for us, it’s the least we can do for you.” you nod enthusiastically, and choso thinks hes going to pass the fuck out.

“o-ok,” he stutters, but you were already pulling his waistband down, revealing his cock, already hard once again. it was pretty, not too long, but thick, with pretty piercings that you loved so much. seeing his pretty cock covered in his own cum made you and yuki drool.

yuki starts at the base of his dick, licking up the dripping cum. you lick at his tip, right where you know he’s sensitive. he shudders, leaning back and breathing heavily. you and yuki take turns sucking, one of you taking him down your throat while the other one uses their hand on what your mouth can’t reach, as well as massaging his balls. you swirl your tongue around his dick, paying special attention to his piercings. after all, he got them just for you after you told him how hot you think they are.

the overstimulation is too much for choso, he grabs onto the back of your head, gripping your hair. he guides you up and down on his cock, fucking your face how he desprately needs, and who are you to say no?

“i’m- i’m gonna, fuck, im gonna come. where do you want me baby?” before you could respond, yuki answered him for you.

“down her throat, she can take it all.” you nod, eager to taste more of him. you take him down as far as you can, gagging a bit, and choso comes with a whimper. you take it all, popping your mouth off his dick and swallowing what's left of his cum. 

“oh my god” is all choso can say before flopping down on the bed. you join him, cuddling up to your boyfriend. yuki stands off to the side, seemingly feeling shy despite taking the lead this entire time. “what’s wrong yuki?” choso asks, also noticing her strange behavior.

“oh well i mean i helped you guys, so i guess it’s time for me to leave right?” she starts grabbing her things, but choso grabs her sleeve. 

“you don’t have to leave. i know you’re just as tired as we are. come lay with us for a bit. she hesitated at first, she didn’t want to intrude on your alone time. but then she realized how stupid she sounded. she just sucked your boyfriend off after watching him eat you out, you really can’t ‘intrude’ any more than that. 

yuki puts her stuff back down and gets into bed with you two. you’re all tired, but choso and yuki are still in caretaker mode, so they don’t dare fall asleep before you. once they hear your soft snores, they relax, both drifting off to sleep. yuki could get used to this, and from the looks of it, you and choso could too. 

✨ pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader

✨ 1.7k words

✨ cw: angst, comfort, mentions of death, m*hito mentioned, sad megumi

✨ an: this fic is sfw, but MDNI regardless

every night, you saw him. the stitches on his face, his long blue hair, his maniacal laugh echoing in your mind. you’re always running as fast as you can, but you were never quick enough. never able to reach her, never able to save her. it always ends the same. the look of despair on her face as it contorts into a monstrosity is forever ingrained in your memory. 

your eyes shoot open, your mouth still screaming as you were in your dream. your sheets are soaked with warm sweat, and yet you’re still shivering as if it was the middle of winter. you hug your knees to your chest and stare at your feet.

 ‘why am i not fast enough? why am i never enough? why couldn’t i save her?’

your thoughts are interrupted by the sliding door to your dorm room slamming open, revealing a concerned looking megumi. he rushes to your side, cupping your face in his hands.

“are you okay? are you hurt?” megumi asks in a panic, silently surveying the room for any sight of danger. it doesn’t appear as if you were attacked by a curse, but your screams were full of pure terror, so he had to make sure. you look up at him with tears forming in your eyes, and his face softens. 

“it was another dream, wasn’t it?” you nod, looking away in shame. why weren’t you brave enough to handle this on your own? its been 6 months since she died, why can’t you move on?

megumi briefly leaves your side to grab a cup of water and a dry towel. he hands you the cup and pats you dry as you drink. he looks at the soaked sheets, the blankets and pillows thrown on the floor, and he sighs. you haven’t told him what your dreams were about yet, but he knew it was bad. he just wanted to help you, he hated seeing you in pain like this. 

“you should get out of those wet clothes, i’ll leave the room.” megumi turns to leave but you grab his sleeve.

“i- i don’t want to be alone right now. please don’t leave me. just… turn around.” megumi hesitates, but in the end he turns around and covers his eyes. if it would make you feel safer, he’d do just about anything. you change into different pajamas, some shorts and one of her shirts. it makes you feel safe, like maybe she’s still around. 

“you can look now, i’m dressed.” megumi turns around slowly and walks over to you. he grabs your hand and leads you out of your dorm room. without a word, he leads you to his room and points to his bed. 

“you can get comfortable, i’ll go get us some water and snacks.” megumi leaves you alone in his room, but you know he’ll be back. you look around his room. you’ve been in here before, obviously, but its so different at night, its calm. you glance at his bed, nervous to intrude. you sit politely on the side of the mattress, looking down at your intertwined fingers. he’s always been so kind to you. he’s a little off putting to others, the rbf will do that, but he’s never looked at you the way he looks at everyone else. there’s always been a soft protectiveness in his eyes, ever since the day he and gojo saved you. 

megumi walks back into his room, a confused look on his face when he sees you barely sitting on the bed. 

“i told you to get comfortable, didn't i? you can lie on the bed, it's fine. i just didn’t want you to have to sit alone in your damp sheets.” he sets the snacks and drinks down, and motions you to move further into the bed. you grab one of his small blankets and wrap it around yourself. it smells like him, you can’t quite pinpoint what the scent is, but it's warm and comforting. megumi scooches on the bed next to you, careful not to get too close in case you didn’t want to be touched. you’re sitting side by side, legs almost touching.

“thank you megumi, you didn’t have to do all of this. i’ve gotten pretty good at taking care of myself after nightmares.” he shook his head with a sigh.

“no, i know what its like. i’ve had nightmares for years, there’s a difference between ‘taking care of it’ and actually being okay. i want you to be okay.” you smile at him and lean your head on his shoulder. he stiffens up slightly, but relaxes once he realizes you’re comfortable with the physical touch. 

“can i, can i tell you about my dream?” you turn and look at megumi, and he looks back down at you with a small smile. you make eye contact for a second before he turns away, blushing slightly.

“you don’t have to. i don’t need to know about it to help you. but if you want to, i’ll always be here to listen.” you lay your head back on his shoulder and take a deep breath.

“we were just walking home from school. we never caused any trouble. my best friend, she was my world. my parents passed away five years ago in an accident and her family took me in. they treated me like i was their own. i knew there was something different with me, a certain aura that had always followed me around. the other kids stayed away from me, i think they could sense something was off with me. i think she knew it too, but she never let it affect the way she saw me.” you smile fondly on your good memories, before frowning, remembering what you were supposed to be talking about.

“we decided to take a short cut home that day, and thats when we ran into him. mahito,” you shudder at the name,but you continue one.

 “we thought he was just some homeless man, begging for money,” you giggle, “but then he smiled. he started walking towards us, picking up pace the closer he got. we bolted down the street, but he caught up. my friend was ahead of me, and mahito ran towards her. its like i wasn’t even there, he just sprinted right past me. i tried, i ran as fast as i could. but i wasn’t fast enough.” a tear slides down your face, and megumi reaches a thumb up to wipe it away. he nods, listening intently. you take a deep breath in and smell her lingering scent on your shirt. its faded, but you would never mistake it. the memory gives you the strength to keep going.

“when he caught up to her, it was instant. just one touch of his hand on her shoulder and she was contorting and transforming into a monster. she looked back at me, begging to save her, but i didn’t. i couldn’t. i was a coward. her arm reached out for me, but i had already turned and started to run away. i ran away from the one girl who never judged me. i abandoned her. thats when i ran into you and gojo. you’re the only reason im alive.”

megumi looked at you with pain in his eyes. he remembers that day vividly. he was being dragged around by gojo to a new kikufuku stand when you ran right into him. megumi was about to scoff and tell you off, but then he actually looked at you. your hair was a mess, mascara running down your face, and your clothes were ripped at the sleeve. he immediately sensed your overwhelming cursed energy, but you didn’t seem to sense it yourself. gojo took you to the school, where you’ve been for the last six months.

“you didn’t abandon her,” megumi says softly, his hand laying on top of yours. “you couldn’t have saved her. if you hadn’t started running, you could have been hurt too.” you sniffle, tears still running down your face. 

“i get bad dreams too sometimes. mostly it’s just of me dying or my friends getting hurt, but every so often i’ll get a dream of a man with a scar on his lip. he’s always glaring at me as some woman leads me away, but i always get the feeling that i’m supposed to stay with him. i don’t know who he is though, i’ve asked gojo about a man with a scar on his lip, but he says he doesn’t know who i’m talking about.” megumi pauses, mouth open as if he was going to say something else but decided against it. 

“keep talking, i like hearing your voice,” you say, breathing deeply as your body calms.

“there’s another dream i have… it’s not a nightmare though. its… its of my mom.” megumi’s voice cracks, and you look up and see his eyes watering. he shuts them quickly and regains his focus. “i don’t remember much about her, i was very young when she passed. i don’t even remember her face or her name. but i remember her warmth. she was gentle, with the most loving smile. i- i miss her. i just… want to feel her warmth again.” you see a tear falling down his face, and you reach up and wipe it way. he holds you hand there in place, just staying still for a minute. 

“i’m sure she misses you too megumi.” you say, and he pulls you into a hug. you’re a little taken aback, megumi isn’t really a hug kind of guy, but then again, he was always different with you. you take him into your arms and just hold him. you’re both lying down at this point, cuddled together, embracing the comfort of another person. you pet his hair, and give him a small kiss on the forehead. his eyes are shut, but he hums in content.

you’ll probably be teased by yuuji and nobara in the morning, but right now, you don’t care. you’re not sure what this means for your friendship, but that can be a tomorrow problem. all you care about is staying here with megumi in your arms, drifting off to sleep to the sound of his soft snores.