bite it, lick it.

but it's because deep down...he knows it interests you both, that he's imprinting on you both in a way you don't even realize.

sukuna talks about how he casually dirty talked this girl while they were at a movie theatre?

you and toji are doing it on the couch during your movie night, toji's arm around your shoulders as he whispers about how badly he misses the taste of pussy, wondering the last time you had a dick that wasn't made of silicone. or how you gently rub on toji's upper thigh and giggle into his neck about how you used to love getting overstimulated with your ex, but you just find it so hard to keep pushing yourself and how badly you wish you had someone to overstimulate you until you squirt

sukuna talks about how much he loves cumming in panties as a goodbye gift to his one night stands.

suddenly, your knocking on his door, pout on your lips as you sheepishly tell him your going out with your girlfriends for the night, and if he has anything he wants to say or do. next thing you know, your on the dance floor with the sticky, hot feeling of toji's load against your cunt, dripping down your thighs and the promise that he'd clean it up when you get home and give you another load to see you nice and warm when you sleep.

and everytime, neither of you take note of the knowing look in sukuna's eyes as he watches how you both glance at each other after every filthy thing he tells you.

"such fuckin' perverts," he grumbles to himself, fisting his drooling cock as he listens to the thuds of toji's bed against the wall, knowing you both are trying out his recent mention of dry humping, because 'it can be done by anyone, don't have to be dating to rut against each other.'

✦ synopsis... lunar's little dick headcanons for some of the jjk boys, because i love day dreaming about weenors, nothing too crazy and honestly more self indulgent for me more than anything

✦ featuring... gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna

✦ cw... dıck piercings, fem!terminolgy used, weird sukuna dıck(s), nothing too crazy

g. satoru » pretty, long, veiny, grow-er

it's stupid, no man should have a dick that pretty, but of course, gojo satoru has to be perfect in literally every sense. with a happy trail that's soft and well maintained, it's no wonder he loves getting head, especially seeing your nose smushed into the soft, yet course hair there. who knows how many pictures he has of you like that.

it's nice and long, always hitting those right spots. but god, if it doesn't fuel that fucking mouth of his, constantly babbling in your ear how good it feels to be suffocated by your tight throat, or how happy it makes him to have your cervix kissing his tip right back, or even how he always coos and whines about how he doesn't think he will fit again because he's too long. but he always makes it fit, he has to, your pussy is his cock's wife after all.

g. suguru » pretty, thick, pierced, show-er

sweatpants are your biggest enemy on the days you're trying to get things done. specifically, the sweatpants that suguru wears around the house with that nicely fitted love sleeve shirt that hugs all parts of him so well. but that's never what gets your attention, it's that damn weapon swinging between his legs. he's so used to it, he doesn't realize it's distracting you, thick and obvious against the dark grey fabric of his pants.

but the days you have no worries about sweatpants, that dick is still dangerous. thick, long, and pretty just like suguru, with that stupid frenum piercing that only makes it that more intimidating. yet, it always gets your attention when it's shown off, your tongue running over it again and again and again, making poor suguru twitch and choke from how good it feels. sometimes, he wishes he never got it pierced, he hates how hard it makes him when you tease how teary-eyed he gets when you focus on it. it's so cruel of you.

n. kento » fat, heavy, full, grow-er

this poor man doesn't know how he was cursed with a dick this fat that makes sitting with his legs crossed so uncomfortable. nanami promises he doesn't mean to be rude when he manspreads, he just...can't help himself, he promises he's trying. and he will deny it to his grave that the few times he's seen you look down when his legs were spread, he didn't ever spread them just a little bit more, nope, absolutely not.

it's so thick that it can't stand up when he's fully hard and he gets embarrassed by it sometimes...not because it doesn't stand up straight, oh no, not at all. it's just because you always tease him about the time you rubbing on his chest while watching a movie on his laptop got him hard, and the way you found out? was by his laptop starting to tilt a little bit because of dick started swelling under the laptop. poor thing.

f. toji » fat, long, veiny, show-er

toji dick is just as big of a bully as he is, honestly, so you weren't shocked at all when you first saw him pull it out of his jeans. he was feeling a mix of insulted and...in awe when he saw how unbothered you were by his cock. 'you piss me off' were the first words you said when you realized your hand couldn't fit around the entire width of it either, and that got a laugh out of him.

of course it had to be heavy, of course it had to be long, and of course it had to have the juiciest looking veins that made you want to drool all over it. and it just makes it worse that he knows. and he's so fucking annoying about it, slapping his dick against your cheek when you're in the middle of doing something else and it almost hurts with how heavy it is when it smacks against your face. curse him and his stupid fat cock.

r. sukuna » fat, long, heavy, ribbed, tattooed (?), grow-er

god save anyone who comes in contact with his dick(s), it's a blessing and a curse. visually, he knows he looks good, girthy and ribbed in a way that makes anyone drool just looking at it...but, god knows, actually putting it to use is where it gets complicated. no woman or man seems to feel confident enough to take the challenge of trying to take him to the hilt, but fuck if it doesn't make him throb to see how everyone struggles to pop even the tip inside.

you'd think sukuna was a show-er the first time you saw him soft while he showered, but once you caught his eye and he realized you were eyeing him up and down...you are immediately proven so-so wrong. it should be impossible for someone to be big while soft and then fucking ENOURMOUS when hard. it's despicable. and all he can do is grin at you knowingly, still washing himself as if you aren't currently dying over the fact his dick looks like it's the size of your forearm and the width of a coke can.

but hes the same guy who has his ear pressed against the wall to hear you try your hardest to muffle the debauched, needy moans. finally, finally you're able to get out all that stress thats been coiling in your tummy for weeks, your sopping wet pussy drowning out the soft gasps and choked back whines with nasty squelches.

it's fun teaching your inexperienced boyfriend new tricks. well, until he uses those tricks against your poor body.

cws. college au :: smut :: choking :: asphyxiation :: fingering :: slight degradation :: praise

Having an inexperienced boyfriend came with its perks.

"So lemme get this straight." Blue eyes narrowed at you over rimless glasses.

"You want me to choke you?

Having an inexperienced boyfriend who just so happened to be the campus' nerd? Now that was a flavour that had become your favourite.

Satoru was as cocky as they came. Had every right to be with a brain like that. But in the bedroom? It was your time to shine. As if you didn't have enough of that on the daily. The campus' darling. This was different.

This gave you another kind of control.

Doning your most dazzling smile and weaponising your doll eyes, you batted your lashes at your scrutinising boyfriend.

"Mhhhmm." Charmed nails playing with the hem of his baby blue sweater, you crooned. "I'll show you how. Kinda like last week when I. . ."

You trailed off, delighting in his flushed face. Probably recalling how your cunt hugged around his fingers and your cum stained his sleeve.

With an animated gulp, Satoru fixed his glasses again. Out of nerves rather than necessity this time.

No matter how hot you burned his face, his eyes always glued to yours.

"Well. . ." He mumbled.

You watched his resolve shrivel into the palms of your pretty hands.

After a deep, defeated sigh, Satoru nodded his head. Grazing his fingers over your jaw. Treating you like a delicate crystal. Always.

"Alright. After some studying, yeah?"

You sure didn't feel like a delicate crystal only an hour later.

Your head shoved back into a pillow. His thumb digging into your pulse. Palm trapping your spluttered moans and needy whines.

If Satoru was one thing, it was a fast learner.

"Oh sweetheart," his croon stirred above you. Deep and taunting. "Look at you. Drooling all over f'me."

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