#rhaewrites_

best friend! suguru who is always so touchy with you that it’s made people question whether you were dating. he grabs you by the hips for hugs, has you wearing his clothes when you’re cold, the man practically threatened a guy who mentioned asking you on a date. ( he made gojo swear not to tell you ). best friend!suguru who you party with at gojo’s parties, smoking weed together in the back of the place when it got too loud. somehow ending up in his lap and lazily making out. his tongue melding against yours, chests raggedly raising and falling for breath between the sloppy kisses. his fingers gripping your thighs, and even high there’s no missing the bulge in his pants. his fingers feeling dangerously close to the hem of your skirt, lips finding your neck to suck a swollen red mark onto your skin. his fingers are slowly working their way under the hem, finding purchase between the wet fabric of your panties and you. gasping when he rubs tantalizing circles over your puffy clit, grinding himself up into you when you make the most delicious little whine in his ear, his eyes rolling at how you sounded. best friend! suguru who removes his fingers from between your slick thighs, looking you in the eye as he brings them to his lips for a taste. “tastes so good,” he’d purr, fingers nimbly undoing his pants as you whine from loss of contact.

bonus! dialouge :)

- “you look so hot right now. fuck,”

-“shit sweetheart, so wet for me.”

-“yeah, want me to fuck you, sweetheart?”

roommate! suguru who doesn’t remember how this started. you were laying in his bed watching a movie, and every few minutes you would grumble about the oncoming period cramps. suguru, who is listening to you grumble all while watching the movie chuckles. he swears he didn’t mean to have you underneath him, you’re just roommates. he doesn’t even recall how you ended up underneath him, his body positioned halfway over yours and his lips molded against yours. his fingers are rubbing thick, quick circles around your puffy clit, your lips are pressed to his so much sweeter than anyone else. the deep kisses that you’re tangled in leave you gasping for air, lips ghosting over his. and he should stop, but fuck you just look so gorgeous, and the way you’re panting his name, the sound smothered between the clash of his tongue against yours, has him resisting the urge to grind himself against your thigh. fuck, you’re gripping his hair and dragging his face back to yours when he attempts to break the kisses. you’re so needy, and the way your fingers are curling around his scalp, he can’t stand it.

dialogue bonus +

“mm, sugu,”

“yeah, sound so good for me, baby.”

“right there? huh, you like that?”

suguru who has you underneath him on the couch, his thick fingers curling into you at a delicious angle that makes your back arch with each thrust. suguru who’s absolutely eating up the way your eyes are watering with tears from the pleasure, the way your fingers are clutching so hard on his arm that it will surely bruise. his free hand is covering your mouth, because gojo and shoko are in the other room. suguru who whispers the filthiest words in your ear, promising to make you cum all over him so many times when you’re back in the privacy of your own home. suguru who’s rutting into the couch because he’s so hard from the sight of you being so fucked out just from his fingers. suguru who chuckles at the sound of gojo banging on the door, insisting you two knock it off.

bonus. + suguru dialogue

“aw, look at you, crying from my fingers. imagine when we get home pretty girl, yeah?”

“gonna cum on my fingers? fuck, baby, got me wishing we hadn’t came to this.”