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KINKTOBER DAY 20⋆˙⟡CAMERA⋆˙⟡ 18+.MDNI

Your boyfriend, Choso, happens to be a known adult content streamer. You don’t mind his work. He mainly streams himself pumping his leaking cock for gifts online, and his fans eat it up every time, and sometimes he adds you into the picture. You’re a bit shy, so you don’t show your face, but his fans know he has a girlfriend. This stream was “pussy eating lessons” by your fav Choso.

The camera was set up facing the bed; all that could be seen was your legs wide open in your underwear. Choso was sitting next to you, talking to the stream. “For those who asked me for this lesson…I brought my beautiful girlfriend as a demonstration.” He says, looking at you. “First, you need to get her wet. All girls are different, but mostly foreplay is everything.” Choso said, grabbing your thigh. You are in the background, trying not to laugh at his performance. Choso moved and took off your underwear.

Revealing your wet pussy. “Oh well, she’s clearly already wet…” Choso said with a smirk looking down at you. He opened up your lips and began to be quite educational about the parts of a woman. “Lick right here and she goes crazy,” he explained. You lay there patiently waiting for some action as he talked to his stream, which had a couple of thousand on there. You looked at your boyfriend as he exposed you to the whole world…Choso put his head down between your legs, finally, you thought. “Ready?” Choso asked, then licked across your slit. The camera pointed at this image. You moaned softly as he did that. “Okay, so tongue pressure matters a lot for a girl…” He said, between licks, making you moan softly again. You couldn’t believe he was actually eating you out live on stream, but his tongue felt so good you stopped caring. “See how she’s reacting? You want that.” Choso said going back to eating you out for the camera. He slid his tongue in and out of your pussy slowly, demonstrating different techniques for his viewers. "Flick your tongue here..." He did it faster now, making wet sounds that echoed through the mic.

Your legs tightened around his head as he ate you out. “Cho…” you moaned, arching your back. Choso smirked at hearing you. He pulled away and grabbed the camera. “Hold this.” He gave it to you to make a more pov shot. “Umm..” you said, holding the camera to face him, positioned between your legs. Choso opened your legs more. He mostly forgot about the lesson he was supposed to teach and just ate your pussy. He moved back in.  Sucking hard on your clit, making you cry out. His hands spread your legs wider as he feasted on you, completely lost in how good you tasted. The camera captured his head buried between your thighs, wet sounds filled. You moans heard more from the camera you’re holding, recording your boyfriend submerged in your thighs. One of your hands moves to his hair. “Just like that…” you moaned, watching him.

His tongue moved up and down and side to side on your clit. You were about to cum, and Choso could tell from the way your breathing was heavy. He folded your legs up, making you whine while still recording him. “D-didn’t stopppp,” you moaned loudly as you came on his tongue. The camera view was shaking because you were holding it. Choso pulled away. He grabbed the camera, holding it to his face. Which was all wet from you… “I hope this helps all the people who can’t eat pussy. It’s pretty simple…as you just saw.” Choso said glancing at you…

"You and your husband, Nanami K., are snowed in, so you two decided to use up that free time."

There's a Snowstorm tonight where I'm at, so I felt like making this. 🤭

Snow presses softly against the windows, thick and steady, turning the city outside into something distant and unreal. Streetlights glow amber through the white, their light blurring like watercolor on glass. Inside the apartment, warmth settles into every corner, the heater hums low, and the scent of coffee still lingers faintly in the air.

The living room feels smaller in winter, cozier. Lamps are on instead of the overhead light, casting a gentle glow over the couch, the neatly folded blankets, and the bookshelf Nanami insists on keeping organized. The world feels paused, like nothing exists beyond these walls.

You’re curled up on the couch with Kento, legs tucked beneath you, blanket shared between your bodies. The TV plays quietly, the sound low enough to blend with the hush of falling snow. Outside, work has been cancelled, trains stopped, no obligations, no urgency, no reason to move.

Nanami sits solidly beside you, one arm wrapped behind you, the other relaxed in his lap. He’s watching the movie with calm focus, glasses reflecting the screen, his presence steady and grounding.

You try to watch.

You really do.

But the minutes stretch, the dialogue drifts, and your attention slips. The warmth, the quiet, the way Nanami’s shoulder supports your weight it all makes you restless in that lazy almost bored even.

You shift under the blanket.

Nanami doesn’t look at you, but he notices. His hand moves automatically, settling at your waist, thumb pressing lightly as if to keep you from drifting away.

“…Are you bored?” he asks.

You exhale. “Yeah. A little.”

He pauses the movie without comment. The screen freezes and the room grows even quieter.

“I mean, we have been watching movies all day,” he says with a small chuckle. 

You lean into him, resting your head against his chest. His warmth seeps through your sweater, his heartbeat slow and even beneath your ear.

“I don’t really want to watch anything anymore,” you admit. “I was thinking of something else.” You said with a slight smirk. 

Nanami considers this for a moment, then shifts, drawing you closer until you're facing him. The blanket is adjusted carefully.

“Oh yeah? Like what?,” he says softly. “Go on.”

His hand moves in slow, gently grabbing your waist pulling you onto his lap, The snow outside continues to fall, the city silent, the movie forgotten.

Your boredom fades. You wrap your arms around his neck.

Nanami lifts his chin to make eye contact, 

You leaned down to kiss him with urgency, 

He kisses you back smiling at the thought that you two have found something to make the time go by faster…

In the bedroom. 

3 rounds in and a couple of hours later. 

“Mmm K-kento…” you moaned.

 You're fucked at this point. You're holding on to a pillow as your face is right up against the headboard. You back arched, ass up, and Kento is hitting it from the back with no mercy. 

“You're so good to me…this pussy. So fucking wet.” Kento groaned as his cock slammed into your pussy. 

He looks down to watch your ass clap back on him each time. 

Your moans are muffled by the pillow you were biting into.

“Look at this ass. Fuck back on me, baby…” He groans as he smacks your ass. 

Making you whine. He chuckles at you, the one who wanted this. Asking for more and more. 

Kento slowed down. Giving you slow and deep strokes. You start moving your ass back on him. Now doing the work. 

“Y-yes.. Keep going,” He groans, watching the way his cock disappears in your pussy each time. 

His hands are on your waist, guiding you. He felt you were close, the way you clenched around his length with each thrust. 

“Good girl”

“I’m close…” You muttered. 

Once Kento heard that. He picked up the pace. His chest is up against your back, making you trapped. 

You moaned loudly. “Right thereeee,” You moaned. 

Kento had you flat on your stomach as he fucked you. He was so gentle, but rough at the same time. 

“This is…Let go,” He groaned in your ear. 

He moved his hips. Slam’ slam’ slam. 

Each time, you and he got closer…

“I'm gonna-” Kento groaned in your ear. 

Before you knew it, you could feel his warm cum filling you up. 

He collapsed on top of you. Both of you are catching your breath…

He was exhausted, his eyes closed, enjoying this moment.

You both lay there for a moment.  

“One more round?” You asked in a soft tone. 

His eyes widened. You're going to kill him, he thought.

kinktober day 23 (SEXING) mdni.18+౨ৎ

Gojo invited you, Kento, Suguru, and Shoko to his place for a friendly dinner. Gojo is in his cooking era and wanted to see what you guys think. 

You were in the living room talking to Shoko on the couch. You looked over at your husband in the kitchen, where Gojo and Geto were. Nanami looked so good in that new sweater you bought him. His glasses, his slick back, little things like that turn you on. 

“Are you listening to me?” Shoko asked, waving her hand in your face. She wasn’t done talking about her ex and how they broke up. “Huh? Oh yeah, sorry…” You said. You were so focused on looking at Nanami. 

“Food is readyyyy,” Gojo said, all excited with his cute apron on. You sat next you Shoko since she was still chatting. You sat in front of Nanami, and he was next to Geto, as Gojo was at the end of the table. 

You pull out your phone. Everyone is having their own conversation. 

“I want your dick so bad.” You texted Kento. Acting very nonchalantly. 

He wasn’t looking at his phone. He heard a notification and just checked. His eyes widened he choked on his food a bit. 

“Whoa, Kento, you okay?” Geto said with a chuckle, patting his back. 

You can’t help but smirk. 

“Y-yeah I’m okay…” He said, coughing a bit. 

You looked around, seeing that everyone was back to eating or talking. 

“I just wanna get under this table and suck you dry,” you texted. Press send. 

Nanami heard another notification. He looked at you, seeing you already looking at him. With a slight smile. He flips his phone to read the message. All his blood basically rushed to cock…His breathing got heavier. He’s face turned red too. 

Everyone continued eating, not thinking anything of it. Nanami wasn’t going to reply to any of your nonsense, especially in a public setting like this. You expected your leg under the table to reach Nanami’s leg. You’re playing footy with him until your foot lands on his crotch area. He takes an intense sip of water. He grabs your leg under the table, moving it and giving you a warning stare, but you were too busy talking to Shoko. Geto passed Gojo the wine bottle when it got knocked over and fell onto Nanami’s shirt. 

“Oh shit, sorry man…” Geto says, picking it up. Nanami gets up. “I’ll go clean it up,” Nanami says, quickly going to the guest bathroom. 

You looked around. “I'm sure probably go see if he needs help.” You said to the other getting up from the dining table. Everyone nodded and agreed. 

So you proudly walked into the bathroom with him. “You okay?” You asked him, acting like you didn’t just send those texts. You saw his shirt had a big stain. “Y-yeah, I’m fine,” Nanami said as he used a napkin. You looked up at him. As he cleaned his shirt. “What are those text messages about?” Nanami asked with a smirk. “What do you think?” You said, giggling, playing it off. Nanami takes his shirt off to clean it in the sink. He looks at you through the mirror. “You're playing a dangerous game, darling,” Kento warned you. You wrapped your arms around his waist. “I just wanted you so bad,” you said in a whisper. Kento turned around to face you. His hand goes to your neck and pulls you into a heated kiss. You kissed him back. Your lips danced against each other. You felt his tongue moving into your mouth. Kento backed you up against the door. You two kissed, forgetting how long you've been in there. The sink is still running with his shirt on the sink. Kento pulls you closer to him by your hips. 

“YOU TWO BETTER NOT BE FUCKING IN MY BATHROOM,” you heard Gojo yell from the other side of the door. Kento pulled away from your lips. You both looked at each other in a panic. “YOU TOO HAVE BEEN IN THERE FOR A HOT minute,” Gojo said. You started laughing, hearing how pressed Gojo sounds. Kento joined in with your laughter. Gojo heard you, too. “Give us a minute…” You said rolling your eyes as Kento grabs his shirt. “We continue this at home…” Kento said. You knew you were about to get distorted.

Kinktober M.list

By the time the first knock sounded at your door, your apartment already felt alive. You spent the whole morning decorating.

Streamers hung from the ceiling, colorful. Balloons crowded the corners of the living room, bumping into each other whenever someone passed. The table was covered in paper plates and napkins with dinosaurs, and the cake sat safely in the kitchen, hidden from all the little kids until its time.

walked to the door, opened it with a bright smile. to all the guests that came to see your now five-year-old son.

Megumi stood a step behind you, small hands folded together, dark hair neatly brushed for once. At five, he didn’t rush toward people. He observed them. Carefully. Quietly.

Megumi is a soft-spoken boy. he keeps to himself since birth. The complete opposite from you and Toji

“Hi,” he said, barely above a whisper.

The party slowly filled your apartment with the sound of voices overlapping, laughter, and music humming in the background. You floated between guests easily, laughing louder than necessary, making sure everyone had something to drink.

Every few minutes, you checked the clock.

Your ex Toji, was supposed to be here an hour ago.

Megumi didn’t ask where his dad was. He never did. But you noticed the way his eyes flicked to the door whenever it opened. How he stayed close to you, like he was waiting for something to settle.

“He’ll come,” you told him gently when you caught his gaze lingering too long. inside you were annoyeed at the fact that Toji said he would help you decorate in the morning but never showed you. you learned never to rely on him.

Megumi nodded. Always nodding.

When the door finally opened again, it wasn’t accompanied by cheerful chatter.

It was just Toji.

Late. Again.

He stood there for a moment, towering in the doorway, gift bag in one hand, expression unreadable. His hair was slightly messy, jacket half-zipped like he’d rushed at the last second.

You turned slowly.

“You’re late,” you said, voice light but tight underneath.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Ran behind.”

Toji was irritated as soon as he saw your face, but he won't let that ruin his mood completely

You stepped aside to let him in, lowering your voice. “You missed most of it.”

His eyes flicked past you, landing immediately on Megumi.

Megumi froze for half a second then walked over.

“Daddy,” he said quietly with a soft smile.

Toji crouched just a little. “Hey, kid. Happy birthday.”

He handed over the gift bag. Megumi took it carefully, like it mattered too much to drop.

“…Thank you.”

That was it. No hug. No excitement. But Megumi didn’t move away either.

You watched it all, jaw tight, then turned back to the guests with a practiced smile.

an hour later

“Cake soon, everyone!”

The party settled. The noise softened. People migrated closer to the table.

Megumi stayed beside you. When you went to grab the cake, you realized Toji wasn’t in the room anymore.

Again.

you were about to sing happy birthday the less he can do is be there. Before people noticed you looked for him and it didn't take long to find him.

You found him on the balcony.

The door was cracked open, cold air slipping inside along with the smell of smoke. Toji leaned against the railing, cigarette burning between his fingers, eyes fixed on the city below.

“Seriously? We’re about to do candles,” you said quietly.

“I know,” he said quickly.

“You already showed up late,” you continued. “You disappearing now doesn’t help.”

He exhaled slowly. “Needed a minute.”

“You always do,” you said, arms crossing. “Especially when things matter. Megumi is waiting”

Toji glanced back through the glass door. Megumi stood by the table, watching the balcony like he was counting seconds.

Toji went still.

“…I don’t want to screw this up,” he muttered.

You sighed. “Then don’t. Come on, so we can sing our baby happy birthday.” giving him a reality check.

He flicked the cigarette away and crushed it under his shoe. “Fine.”

Inside, the lights dimmed.

The cake was placed in front of Megumi simple chocolate, five small candles glowing softly. You knelt beside him, smiling wide.

Everyone started singing.

Megumi stiffened just a bit, overwhelmed by the attention. You leaned close.

“Just make a wish,” you whispered.

He nodded.

He blew them out.

Applause filled the room. You clapped loudest, already reaching for the knife.

When you handed Megumi his slice, frosting thick and uneven, he stared at it. Then carefully he pressed one finger into the frosting.

He tasted it.

His eyes widened.

You laughed. “Good, right?”

He nodded, then dabbed frosting onto your finger without warning.

You gasped dramatically. “Megumi!”

That earned a small, real smile.

Toji stepped closer. “Save some for me.”

Megumi looked at him for a long moment, then reached out and smeared frosting clumsily onto Toji’s cheek instead.

You burst out laughing.

Later, when the party began to wind down, Megumi leaned against you, eyelids heavy, frosting still smudged on his chin.

“Daddy came,” he said quietly.

You brushed his hair back. “Yeah. He did.”

From across the room, Toji watched you hold him late, imperfect, but present.

18+ your husband can't wait for you get off your business call.

It’s 9pm, and you’re exhausted from your 12-hour shift as a lawyer. You slowly take your keys out of your purse, putting the key in the lock before turning it. As soon as you open the door, the smell of a home-cooked meal hits your face. You walked in. “Honey, I’m home…” You said you were very tired. 

You hear footsteps walking up to you. You see your husband. Your stay-at-home husband. A smile grew on your face. He was wearing an apron that had “kiss the chef” across it. holding a spoon. You actually love having Suguru as a house husband. He does everything. Cook,clean and care for you no matter what. He loves it as well since he hates the outside world. It has too many “monkeys" for his liking. He doesn’t know how you do it. But for you, he’ll tolerate it. 

“You look tired…” he said, grabbing your purse. “Today was rough,” you said as you took off your heels. Finally, your feet are free. Suguru went up to hug you. “Let me take care of you.” He said, leaning down and giving you a kiss before he picked you up to your surprise, but you were thankful since your feet were killing you. 

He sat you down at the dinner table. “Tell me about your day, love, he asked as he started to prepare your food. You started to rant about your day. Your clients and all the work drama. He places the plate in front of you. Sitting next to you. You started to eat. You felt Suguru staring at you as you ate in silence since you were so damn hungry. You looked at him and noticed he didn’t even have a plate. “Are you not going to eat?” You asked him curiously. “No, I'm not hungry. I prefer to sit with you,” he said with the sweetest smile. Suguru loves  admiring your beauty. But all you can think about is how fat you feel just eating all this food by yourself. 

After dinner 

You walked into your bedroom from the bathroom after your night routine. You were on the phone with one of your colleagues from work. It was pretty important even though it was late at night.  

You saw Suguru lying on the bed waiting for you. You put on your bonnet, still on the phone and got into bed. You were sat up back against the head board. Suguru was on his phone. Occasionally, looking at you waiting for you to be done with your call so he can cuddle. 

30 minutes later. You’re still on this call, and Suguru was bored out of his mind. This is the only time he can see you, and work has come to take you away once again. So Suguru moves his head to your lap. You look down at him, still very focused, and put your hand in his hair. Giving him the attention he wants. 

Suguru started to give your thighs, that he was laying on a kiss. You tried to ignore it, then Suguru got up and started kissing your neck. You pushed him away. Trying to get back on your call. “Yes…I’m fully confident in our position.” You spoke on the phone. Pushing him away, but it only made him want more. Suguru’s smile grew, and he grabbed your leg, pulling you closer. He gets between your legs. You look at him with a warning stare to stop what he’s doing. You tried to use your legs to push him away. But he spreads them wider. Your heart beats faster. “Just keep talking since you’re so busy,” Suguru whispers to you. 

He grabs your leg and kisses it. Before grabbing your shorts and pulling them off. 

You let out a gasp. “Mrs Geto, are you alright?” They asked over the phone. 

“Oh~ yes, I am. S-sorry about that” you said as you watched Suguru’s mouth open to get a taste of your pussy. You scrunched your face once you felt his tongue lap at your wet clit. You bite your lip. Hoping your colleague on the phone can’t hear you. You started to respond with “mhm…” “r-right..” “Okay..” A slight moan would come out each time. You look at Suguru totally focusing on your pleasure, but when on a business call… You weren’t even understanding what they were saying on the phone at this point. You covered your mouth. Suguru was so evil. Using his two fingers to fuck you while eating you out. His eyes looked at your breaking down every lick he did. Brought him pure joy. 

“Mrs Geto?” Your colleague said after not hearing from you. 

You grabbed Geto by his long black locs to push him away, but he only loved it more. “S-so sorry…about t-that…” You said clearly with heavy breathing. Geto pulled away for a second, sitting up and looked at you still on the phone. His lips are shining from your juices. You quickly closed your legs. Trying to pay attention once again. Suguru started to take his pants off and pull out his cock. He gently stroked himself. He could just cum just by looking at you. He got closer. Opening your legs again. “I’m sorry, hold on one second.” You said once you see what he’s trying to do now. You quickly got on mute. “Suguru!” You said sternly.

Suguru looked at you like he didn’t do anything wrong. “What?” He asked, inching his tip closer to your entrance. “I’m on an important call…” You said. “I’m not doing anything. Go back to your call.” Suguru says playing it off. You rolled your eyes. Unmuting. You wanted to end the call, but this is very important information for a case you’re doing. Suguru “accidentally” leaned into your folds and started rubbing his tip against your clit. Very slowly painful, slow, not daring to go inside yet. Making your voice shaky now. 

Finally, the call ends. Before you can say anything, Suguru pushes his cock inside you. “I…hate youuuu, you moaned so desperately after that torture he put you through. “Y-yeah, you’ll forget about it soon…” He says with a smirk

bf.Toji x reader 18+

"Today was a special day. Or morning for right now. It's your boyfriend Toji's birthday. You wake up earlier than him as usual. You already got him some presents but waking up to some morning head would be a great start.

You slowly moved yourself under the covers not to wake him up. The sun shone through the curtains. Toji is a heavy sleeper. You looked at him sleeping face. So peaceful when he's not talking or yelling about losing another gambling game.

You had a mischievous smile as you slowly pulled out Toji's softened cock from his boxers, easily since he sleeps on his back.* His body twitches slightly, but after a tense pause… heavy breathing resumes.*

Spitting in your hand adds slickness before stroking gently over his shaft.* When eyebrows furrow slightly in sleep,* and muffled grumbles escape… You continue with strokes

“Just testing if I can get away with this,” whispers through gritted teeth while tipping forward just enough for tongue drag across the tip.

Sucking it gently before pulling away with a slight pop noise. You saw Toji’s face scrunched up. Letting out a heavy whine. You then put your head down, all the while, to the base. You felt his cock start to harden.

With a few blinks, Toji was awake. “B-babe…” he groaned, watching you with his deep sleepy voice. You pulled away again and added your hand to stroke him. “Happy birthday, handsome,” you said as you leaned down to kiss him. He kissed you back hungrily.

“Is this one of my gifts?” he asked with a smirk.

“I wanted to surprise you this morning,” you said before moving your head back down and taking him into your mouth once more.

Toji let out a whiny groan as his fingers tangled in your hair his grip firm because Toji is big. Using both hands was needed for control.

"F-fuck yeah...this is the best fucking birthday ever." Toji ground through clenched teeth, not lasting any longer. “Just like that….” Toji moaned as he held your head down as he came.

Once you lifted your head. You swallowed his cum. Toji already looked exhausted. You looked at him as you took off your tank top. You wore to sleep. Toji’s eyes lock on your tits. His mouth basically waters. He reaches his hand out to touch. “Come here,” he says so desperately. You moved to him, leaning down to kiss him again after fondling your boobs. He moves down to your ass. He played with the waistband of your shorts before pulling them down. You helped him get it off. You are now fully nude. “So fucking gorgeous,” Toji said, touching you all over.

You smiled at him. As you moved to get on top of him with both legs on each side of him. You lifted your hips. Toji knew what to do. He grabbed his cock to align it with your entrance. You slowly sat down on it. You bite your lip, feeling Toji fill you up. Toji’s hand landed on your ass again. “You okay?” He asked you. “Y-yeah…” you said breathlessly as you started to rock your hips on him. 

Both of you are moaning and groaning from the pleasure. “L-liking your birthday so far, baby?” You moaned, riding his cock faster. Toji's head fell into the pillow. Helping you move your ass up and down on him. “Yes- so fucking good…” he groaned. You effortlessly bounced on him.  wanting him to do little work and just enjoy himself. Your hands on his chest as you moved your ass faster. Making Toji louder. “Your pussy so good…keep going, don’t stop…” he groaned. Your moans got messier as you listened to him.

Going faster. Your legs are shaking. You might cum before him. “Toji!” You moaned out loud. Once Toji felt your pussy squeeze what felt like the life out of him. He filled your pussy with his cum. You slowed down, sitting on him. Both of you are catching your breath. You opened your eyes, seeing that Toji was already looking right back at you. A smile grew on his face. So did yours. “What?” You said with a chuckle. “I’m just so lucky that’s all,” Toji said, holding one side of your face. “Really?” You asked with a smile. He nods. “Well, happy birthday.” You said kissing him again. 

(Happy birthday to dada man 😘)

Kinktober day 24 (PHONE SEX) mdni.18+

Five days. Five days without you… absolute hell for Gojo. He was on a business trip for a week. He calls you every night after he’s done with work. He loves hearing you rant about your day. Your voice and your tone, just imagine you on the bed at home right now. 

“What did you eat today, baby?” Satoru asked you. He was fresh out of the shower, wearing the hotel robe on his bed. “I made this new pasta, it was so good,” you said, smiling. Him hearing your voice somehow turned him on. “Oh yeah? What else?’ he asked just to hear you talk.” Satoru moved his hand down, pulling out his already hard cock. He started to slowly stroke his cock as he listened to you. You didn't even notice because you were so busy talking. 

You moved on, talking about your day. Satoru started pumping his cock faster. “Oh- really…” he repledyed to your story telling trying not to make it obvious on what he was doing. You felt like you heard him whimper or moan on the phone. “Are…You okay?” You asked about him. All you heard was heavy breathing. “Y-yeah baby, just keep talking,” Gojo moaned on the phone, not even trying to find it anymore. “Are you…” You asked. “I just miss you so much, baby…” Gojo moaned about to cum. A smile appeared on your face. “I miss you too, baby…I wish you were here,” you said. “Keep going…keep stroking your cock for me,okay?

“Okay…” Gojo moaned through the phone. You listened to him stroke his cock on how much he missed you. “Cum for me, baby...” “I'm so lonely...wish you could come fill me up...” you said, helping him get off. 

Gojo wasnt stanting a chance in a couple of strokes, he came all over himself. You heard his moans. “Did you cum for me?” you asked him. “Mhm...I did,” Gojo said breathlessly. “Good job...send me a picture,”you ask. with a giggle.

After Valentines day dinner date, you wanted to "thank" Gojo in a different way in the car. ❀

(What y'all picked 😘)

The restaurant was softly lit, with warm, golden lights hanging overhead, while quiet music hummed through the air. It wasn’t overly fancy, but it was cozy and intimate in a way that made conversation feel easy.

Gojo sat across from you, adjusting his glasses for what had to be the fifth time in the last two minutes. His menu was open, but he clearly wasn’t reading it anymore. He kept glancing at you instead, quickly looking back down whenever you caught him.

“…You look very nice tonight,” he finally said, clearing his throat afterward like the compliment physically strained him.

You smiled. “Thank you. You look handsome yourself.”

He blinked, clearly not expecting the return compliment. A faint blush crept up his neck as he pushed his glasses up again.

“I researched this restaurant,” he admitted. “It has a high satisfaction rating, balanced menu options, and statistically comfortable seating.”

You laughed softly. “Of course you did.”

“I wanted everything to go well,” he mumbled, tracing the edge of his water glass.

Dinner ended up being surprisingly relaxed. Once he started talking about random facts and stories from his day, he eased into himself. He listened closely whenever you spoke, nodding along, occasionally smiling like he was storing every word somewhere important.

At one point, while you were laughing, he just stared at you for a second too long before quickly grabbing his drink.

“…Sorry,” he said quietly.

“For what?”

“I get distracted.”

Your smile softened. “I don’t mind.”

After dinner, you were holding the bouquet that Gojo got you, and Gojo walked you back to his car. The night was calm and quiet, with other couples walking around. He opened the door for you as always. Once you were both in the care. There was a silence. “Is there somewhere you would like to go?” Gojo asked you.

You think for a second,d knowing he’ll do any little thing for you. You look around where you're parked. It's somewhat secluded under a tree. No one can really see you.

“I really love the dinner you planned and the gifts. Thank you, baby,” You said, leaning over your seat to kiss him.

He kisses you back. Gojo always thinks about how lucky he is to have you as his girlfriend. He gets all flustered, even just by a kiss from you.

“You welcome anything for you.” He says with a little stutter at the end.

You put your hand on his thigh. Drawing your finger across him. “I wanted to show you how much I appreciate it.” You said making deep I contacted with you. Gojo’s eyes widen when he realizes what you mean by that. “H-Here?” He asked, sounding concerned. You chuckle,d “No one is here. It’s dark too,” You said already, unbuckling his belt. You start unzipping his pants. He watches uneasily but doesn't protest against it. He was thinking, why can't you just wait, but the 30-minute drive back to his place is too long a wait for you. “This is not a good idea…” Gojo says as you pull on the waistband of his boxers. “Your dick says otherwise,” You said, seeing his cock already stiff for your touch. Gojo groans as his body betrays him. You pull his pants down he helps you. Your mouth waters looking at his cock. You looked at him again for approval. He was blushing, looking back at you. You bring your head down.

Bring him into your mouth. Gojo lets out a whimper. Feeling the tip of his cock down your throat. You relax your throat since he’s pretty big… your head bobs up and down on his hardened length. Gojo looks around, making sure no one is looking. He looks back down at you. Your hair was in your face, so he gently pulled it out of your face. He started breathing more heavily. “Y-yess.” He whimped. Gojo buckled his hips. You pulled away for a breather. Using your hand to jerk him off. “You taste so good.” You whispered before kissing his neck. Gojo moved his head to the side, giving you more room to mark his neck. After giving him a couple of hickeys, he'll be embarrassed about it later. You focused back down on his cock. You lick it from the base to the tip. Circling the tip with your tongue. Gojo is so easy. You can see pre-cum leaking out. You lick it off before deep throating his length again. Making him moan. He puts his head back on the headrest of the driver's seat. Your hand was at the base. “K-keep going, please.” He moaned about to cum.

You pulled away,y not letting him cum yet. He whined in response, wondering why.

“I can’t wait...” you said so desperately.

He watched you lift your dress to pull down your panties. Once they were off.

“But what if,” Gojo said nervously.

You reach over to recline his seat back and go over to sit on his lap. “You worry too much.” You said kissing him as you grabbed his cock to sit on it. Once he was inside you. He felt how wet you are. Giving head really turns you on.

You both moaned. “Toru,” you bounced on him in the car. His hands are on your waist, helping you with steadiness. Gojo was not going to last much longer. “If you keep…riding me like that.” He moaned. You moaned louder. feeling his cock hitting that good spot in your pussy. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.” You moaned. Once you said that, he whimpered as he came. You slowed down slightly as you came too. Your legs are tired and shaky. The car is hot now, and the sound of both of you catching is your breath. You moved to kiss him. “Happy Valentine's Day, Toru.”

(Art by-hunnismoker)