ITTO'S #1 OBSESSIVE NONSHARING SELFSHIPPER
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i'll occasionally post some of my thoughts
i rarely write
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ITTO'S #1 OBSESSIVE NONSHARING SELFSHIPPER
mdni since i reblog alot of smut
i'll occasionally post some of my thoughts
i rarely write

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I'm back... 🐶
I'm gonna poke your side and ask ya for the creeps handling an s/o with cuteness aggression... that's directed at them.
Even though that some of them are, infact, not cute— they are still victims to it.
I just wanna eat you up!!!
A/N This made me giggle in the best way, WE WILL FEAST TODAY.
Jeff | Tim | Habit | Evan | Toby | Nina | Brian
Synopsis; cuteness aggression inflicted on everyone!! Even if some cough cough aren’t that cute..!
Warnings; fluffy to the max, habit Tim and Brian are southern to me, habit is a down and dirty freak and out freaks you, but it’s more suggestive;
JUST US, AND YOUR FRIEND ROY
jason todd x fem!reader
synopsis : you and jason todd are friends with benefits. roy harper doesn't seem to think so. he thinks you guys are madly in love!! and god save you from that man's sideeyes.
tw: nsfw. there's no full smut scenes but lots of it is mentioned. ya'll have basically done it in most positions-
ooc characters, maybe?!?
convenience store
11:45 p. m.
“unfuckingbelievable.” jason huffed and reached the aisle you were at. when you barely reacted to his words, his brows furrowed and he rested a hand lightly on your hip, “what’re you looking for, pretty?”
Bratty catboy!gojo headcannons!
Catboy!gojo who gives attitude to anyone who isn’t his wonderful girlfriend. Only you can touch him, even if it’s just a spot as simple as his shoulder. Anyone else who dares to gets a sharp hiss.
Catboy!gojo who never listens to you the first time around. Just because he loves you doesn’t mean he isn’t stubborn! The only way Gojo will listen is if you promise to give him cuddles and scratches after.
Catboy!gojo who purposely makes messes just to get on your nerves, whether it be spilling a cup of water onto the floor or dirtying the kitchen after you just wiped the counters. He watches with a smirk as you clean up his mess, but makes the biggest, saddest eyes ever when you come to scold him.
Catboy!gojo who gives you the silent treatment if you refuse to buy him something he wants. He buys his own stuff most of the time, so of course he wants to be treated here and there! He always comes back after a few minutes, though. Any longer without hearing your voice and he’d go crazy.
Catboy!gojo who huffs and scoffs whenever you make sarcastic comments, crossing his arms and giving you an angry look, or a confused look if he wants to pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.
Catboy!gojo who loves getting scratches during sex. If he’s on top, he’ll be mad if you don’t scratch his back. The pain is pleasure.
Catboy!gojo who will spend the whole day acting up so you’re left with no choice but to punish him for his actions once you arrive home.
Catboy!gojo who lets you put him on a leash and command him around the bedroom. He’s sarcastic at first, but a few tugs on the leash and he’ll do whatever you want immediately.
Catboy!gojo who nuzzles into your chest after sex, completely fucked-out and ready for a deep sleep that would stretch into tomorrow afternoon.
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!Ryomen Sukuna; who falls in love with the concubine he hated the most
Every woman brought to his estate understood the rules of survival before they even crossed the threshold.
You bowed until your forehead touched the tatami. You spoke only when spoken to. You anticipated his moods, read the terrifying language of his four eyes, and offered flattery or tears depending on what type of amusement he was seeking that day.
To center your entire existence around Ryomen Sukuna was the only way to ensure your head remained attached to your shoulders.
Except you didn't.
You hadn't knelt when he first entered your quarters three months ago. You had been lying on your side, propped up on an elbow, reading a translated scroll from the northern provinces, and you had merely shifted your gaze to look at him, entirely unimpressed by the sudden, heavy drop in atmospheric pressure that usually accompanied his presence.
"Stand when I enter," he had commanded, his upper eyes narrowing into dangerous, ruby slits.
You had turned a page. "Then leave and enter again. Perhaps I will feel like it next time."

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The Filler Episode ᯓ𝄞 ˎˊ˗
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Miscellaneous snippets with you and your not-so-murderous boyfriend.
Including — Jeff’s confusion on fruit bats, defending Toby against pickles on his burger, biting EJ, gossiping with Brian, Tim’s beef with your dog, Habit’s jealousy, and LJ trying his best to grovel <3
!! Multi x GN! Reader !! W/C: 7.5k
Ft. J. Woods, T. Rogers, J. Nyras, T. Wright, B. Thomas, One Bad Habit & A Jack In The Box
-> very silly and fluff filled ^3^ slightly fem coded reader in Toby’s (?) but no pronouns used !! ->
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Gone Batsy ▶︎ • ၊၊||၊|။|||| ↻
In hindsight, Jeff probably should’ve known there was something wrong with you.
It wasn’t his fault. He just thought you were a bit weird- maybe a little unwell, but not supernatural.
You squeaked at random times, nibbled way too fast instead of chewing normally, and your ears were sharper than usual. The cartilage pointed outwards, and they twitched in response to sound, yet he assumed you were simply into a niche subgenre of style.
However, now standing in your yard under the moonlight, he realized he might be dense after all. He’d stopped by for a surprise visit, slipping into your neighbourhood stealthily. Planning to scare you by climbing through your window, just to be stopped dead in his tracks before he made it past the grass.
You were a vampire.
Or something.
He thinks…?
princess treatment w/ choso ! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
choso is a firm believer that pretty girls like you shouldn’t have to do anything.
it’s not something he’s ever said out loud, not in those exact words, but you see it in the way he kneels at your feet when your evening slippers are pinching, in the way his hands steady your ankles as he slides them off.
you see it in the careful, reverent way he unties the laces of your dress at night, his knuckles brushing your spine, his breath warm against the nape of your neck.
"cho, i can do that myself," you protest for the hundredth time, reaching for the hairbrush on your vanity. you’ve just returned from a work dinner, your face aching from smiling, your scalp tender from the weight of your responsibilities.
"don't be like that," he says softly, taking the brush from your hand. he’s already behind you, his reflection meeting yours in the mirror. he’s wearing a simple black sweater now, his pigtails undone, but he still looks at you like you’re the only thing in the room worth seeing. "let me help you."
"you’re going to spoil me rotten," you murmur, but you’re already sinking back against him, your eyes drifting shut as he starts working the brush through your hair in slow, even strokes. the bristles scrape gently against your scalp and you make a small, involuntary sound of pleasure.
"that’s the point," he says, his voice low. he sets the brush down and reaches for the cloth and cleansing oil. "you're too beautiful to even lift a finger, baby."
he’s wiping the rouge from your cheeks now, the kohl from your eyes. his touch is so gentle, so methodical, like he’s polishing something precious. you let him tilt your chin up, let him clean away the day’s mask. when he’s done, he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead.
"cmon, bed." he commands. not harshly—never harshly—but with the quiet authority of a man who knows exactly what you need.
you stand, your hand in his, and let him lead you to the mattress. he undresses you slowly, layer by layer, the silk pooling at your feet. when you’re down to your thin shift, he pulls back the covers and tucks you in like you’re something fragile.
"sleep," he whispers.
but you catch his wrist. you’re not sleepy. not anymore. the tiredness has shifted into something else, something warm and heavy low in your belly.
"stay," you plead.
he hesitates. "you’re tired."
"i want you," you clarify, your thumb stroking the inside of his wrist. "but i’m... i’m exhausted. but— but i want you— but i don't want to do anything—"
something dark flickers in his eyes. understanding. hunger. devotion.
"then don’t," he says. he climbs onto the bed, fully clothed, and crawls up your body until he’s hovering over you. "don’t do anything. don’t even think. just let me make you feel good."
Fratjo breaks up with you and instantly regrets it
The first time Satoru Gojo realizes he made a mistake is when he can’t find you on campus.
At first he thinks it’s funny.
You’ve always been easy to find. The west library corner seat by the window. The campus café at 10:30 with a vanilla latte and that same notebook you pretend isn’t a diary.
But after the breakup?
You vanish.
Not metaphorically.
Literally.
Your Instagram, phone number, Snapchat — blocked.
He stares at his phone in the Alpha Tau living room while music blasts around him and someone hands him another drink.
Blocked.
“Damn,” one of the guys laughs. “She actually did it.”
Gojo scoffs like it doesn’t matter. “I’ll get her back,” he says cockily.
Like he’s not the one who said it. I need to focus on football.
The lie sounded convincing at the time. The scouts were watching. His coach kept yelling about discipline. Everyone said relationships were a distraction.
So he broke up with you.
Clean and quick.
Two weeks later, he’s drunk at three different frat parties, shamefully sneaking out of sorority house hookups before the sun even rises.
And somehow that’s when he realizes something feels wrong.
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The First Attempt
He tries texting.
It doesn’t go through. Still blocked.
He laughs to himself. “Dramatic much.”
But that night he still walks across campus toward the all-girl dorms.
Except the front desk girl just shrugs. “She’s not here.”
Gojo frowns, “What do you mean she’s not here?”
“Means she’s not here.”
He stands outside the dorm building for ten minutes before leaving.
The next day he tries again. Still no sight of you.
Flowers
A week later a bouquet arrives at your dorm. White lilies and baby’s breath.
Attached card: —SG <3
He doesn’t even know if you like lilies. You used to talk about flowers sometimes, but he never listened carefully enough to remember, and now he regrets it.
The desk girl tells him later you picked them up without saying a word.
Still no message back.
The Letters
Then the letters start. The handwritten notes made him feel romantic, he was sure this would get a response out of you.
The first one is simple.
I know you blocked me. I deserve it.
Let me know if you wanna talk
-Satoru <3
No response.
The second one is longer.
I didn’t break up with you because I stopped loving you. I thought I was doing the responsible thing.
Please unblock me xoxo
The third one is messy.
He writes it at 2 AM after a party he left early because some girl laughed too loud in a way that sounded a little too much like you.
I keep looking for you around campus.
You used to sit by the west library window. I checked yesterday. You weren’t there. Are you avoiding me?
- Toru
Your Favorite Snacks
The dorm desk starts receiving packages. Your favorite chocolate. Spicy chips.
Strawberry gummies you always bought from the vending machine during late-night study sessions.
Deliveries of your favourite bubble tea.
The desk girl starts recognizing his name. “Another one from the football guy. I told him you weren’t here again like you asked.”
Meanwhile
Gojo’s reputation doesn’t change. He’s still the star player. Still the loud one at parties. Still the guy everyone thinks has everything.
But lately he keeps checking doorways. Scanning crowds at football games. Looking for someone who isn’t there.
The First Time He Sees You Again
It’s raining. He’s leaving practice when he spots you across the quad under a blue umbrella.
For a second he thinks he imagined it.
But then you look up. And your eyes meet his.
The look on your face isn’t anger. It’s worse.
It’s indifference.
You turn and keep walking. Gojo’s heart drops straight into his stomach. He can’t let you escape after all this time of chasing you.
“Hey—!”
You stop slowly. You look over your shoulder. “…What?” Your voice is calm.
Gojo suddenly forgets every speech he rehearsed. “I—did you get the letters?”
“Yes.”
“…And?…will you please talk to me?”
You stare at him for a long moment “Goodnight, Gojo.”
Then you turn and walk away, leaving him standing alone in the rain, watching you disappear.
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⤷ ⟡ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ━━ masterlist
◦ ₊ㅤ ﹙ 𝑺𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝑰𝑺﹚skater!sukuna falls for violinist!reader
⊹ ︵ WARNINGS ◦ ₊ ㅤ﹙ㅤ ㅤsfw arranged marriages angst no smut assault street fights misogynistic men controlling/emotionally abusive parents ౿ ˚ MINA'S NOTES ⫽ ✿ ─ honestly I didn't expect so many people to like that Drabble but ill continue the series if people want it!! artist for sukuna art in header: @/to00fu, @/cafekitsune for animated divider.
◦ ₊ㅤ ﹙ STATUS ﹚ ongoing / small hiatus
୧ ‧ ₊˚ 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻: @getosshampoo @rozsythe @yuucide @bunbun444 @sugurusbeloved @clp-84 @qrtgojo @emochosoluvr @seellove @sukubusss @strawberryshortcakkitty @howmanytimesamigoingtotrythis @zeegenzoogen @strawnanamilk @vnstennis comment anything to be added, lmk if you wanna be removed.
ꗃ.. TAG: #skater!sukuna <- everything for skater sukuna.
first meetings ] - skater!sukuna and his first two times meeting you, and he's already made you cry. All you wanted was a friend, and all he wanted was control on his own life.
phone calls ] - skater!sukuna tries his best to apologise, only to be met with scared rejection and anxious responses. He’s annoyed at you— until he overhears a certain phone call, his thoughts a complete mess
reconnections ] - skater!sukuna reconnects with you, although that phone call he heard hasn't left his mind... should he confront you… or comfort you?
learning to befriend one another ] - skater!sukuna confronts you about the phone call, a scared face and a few tears later, he knows he doesn’t want to give up on you… or your friendship.
contracts ] - skater!sukuna meets with you again. The tension in your friendship seems confusing, so you draft up a contract to keep you both happy and stress free from your parents. Only problem? Sukuna wants a little more.
parties and lies ] - skater!sukuna
bloodied fists & brothers ] - skater!sukuna
first feelings ] - skater!sukuna
jeaously jealousy ] - skater!sukuna
confessions ] - skater!sukuna
cutting ties ] - skater!sukuna
epilouge ] - skater!sukuna
⸝⸝ ㆍ ♩ MISCEL. ˃˂ their outfits <3
© 𝑵𝑬𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 ★ do not copy, translate, or republish my work, do not use for ai training.
Softy 𓍯𓂃
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Raw passion is everything, but so is the cooldown- and Jeff agrees. He lives by that rule and remembers every detail about you.
Even if he denies it until the cows come home.
!! J. Woods x AFAB! Reader !!
-> Aftercare with Jeff :p domestic fluff is truly my calling I fear ->
Divider by @chateaubarnes
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Jeff wouldn’t consider himself sentimental by any means, but even the harshest of storms have to settle eventually.
Inhaling slowly, he craned his neck to look at you. “You good?” Monotone, yet you knew him well enough. “Yeah, you?” He puffed at that, gaze flicking down to your thighs. He’d been rough tonight, not more than usual, but still.
Faint bruises decorated your hips, and he rolled over, nudging an arm under the pillow to face you. “Dumbass.” His insults held no weight, they never did. They filled the space for the sake of it more than anything.
The comedown was new to him- well, this kind of comedown, anyway. His hookups were always fast paced, easy stress relief, and he never stayed for the afterglow. It was too much, too exposing. He hated when people clung to him, loathed when they’d beg for him to move closer. As if he were a lover.
But they weren’t you.

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milf!reader and yuta… someone’s 25 year old son who wants that milf cookie so bad .ᐟ mdni 18+
𝜗𝜚 milf!reader, reader has a son, divorced!reader, 7 year age gap, pussy eating, virgin!yuta, grad student!yuta, obsessed!yuta, sub!yuta, begging, he whimpers, he cums in his pants, power imbalance, professor!reader, crazy first post
grad student!yuta who would simply do anything for his favourite professor. and he's always been your best student; observant, quiet, polite and always seeking feedback. so him popping by your office or finding you after class is nothing new.
grad student!yuta who notices the stress after your divorce, the slight tiredness in your voice, the baby hairs and flyaways that frame your face after you've run your hand through your hair for the nth time. and of course your son, who stays glued to your side or occupies himself with a colouring book under your desk.
grad student!yuta who is just helping when he pops by your office to help you grade papers for one of your other classes. just helping when he sits with your son on the floor while you work late into the night. just helping when he carries your sleeping son to your car, fastening him in his car seat in the back. and of course, just helping when he gives you his personal number, insisting it's just in case you need a babysitter on short notice or more help with grading papers... because he can only imagine how much stress you're dealing with :(
choso is a perv... still ended up in your bed tho .ᐟ mdni 18+
𝜗𝜚 cw: dom!reader, sub!choso, fem!reader, roommate!choso, riding, choking, kind of a pain kink, panty-stealing, teasing, edging (kinda), mentions of weed, cervix kissing, pervy!choso, biting, sadist!reader?, masochist!choso??, he whimpers n he begs (as he should), slightly oral fixation!choso???
𝜗𝜚 wc: 1.2k
if choso had known that stealing your panties would eventually have him propped up against your headboard with your soft thighs caging his sturdy hips and your tits bouncing heavy in his face– he would have gotten caught way sooner.
“ngh– fuck,” choso’s voice breaks around a whimper, his brows furrowed together and sweat beading down his temple as you bounce yourself fucking stupid on his cock. you should be mad at him right now; your roommate had been stealing your favourite pairs of panties for months and you’re rewarding him by fucking him?
ᨳ𐔌 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒐 cums untouched ; 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊 ˚‧◟ ͜
𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒐 is pathetic for you, always has been and always will be. turning into mush under your hands. trying his absolute best to keep his composure but not able to help but let slip the small whines between your kisses.
you love it. you love teasing him, he's just so patient and you like pushing him to see just how patient he can be. kissing him deep and slow, sitting happily in his lap as you take your time. able to feel the unmistakable erection digging into you, your pussy growing wetter the longer you sit on him.
moving your attention to his neck, kissing down his throat. choso's hands dig into your hips, panted moan leaving him as he bares himself to you more. he whines your name softly, urging you to do more.
"c'mon, stop teasing so much," he huffs, nearing his limit.
you pout back at him, "but i'm not done kissing you."
his head is tilted back, watching you closely. he can feel himself throbbing in his pants, dick aching for attention. feeling so much more sensitive and worked up than he has in a while, you must be feeling especially evil today because this is the most you've teased in a bit.
choso's skin feels hot all over, everywhere your lips have touched, where your tongue has grazed. he knows he's flushed and pitiful and he can't even care because you look so pretty kissing him stupid.
"fine, keep kissing me then." he pulls your head back down to him.
lips on yours frenzied and desperate, tongue licking into your mouth as he kisses you deep. relishing in the moan you let out, hips jolting up against you. his cock throbbing and straining against its confines, begging for you.
the control you have is slipping the more you get caught up in his kisses. shiver running down your spine at his hard dick grinding into you. parting your lips, you ghost them over his, barely touching.
"cho, i want you inside me," you whisper against him, breaths intermingling.
that quiet plea does him in completely, cumming out of nowhere. shudders run through him and he grabs you, holding you tight to him. hips desperately rutting up into you to ride out his high. his whines are pitched and needy, his mouth latches onto your neck.
you're as surprised by his orgasm as you are turned on, moaning softly as he continues to grind up into you. stroking his back comfortingly as he comes down. he's a mess, eyes weepy and lips pink and swollen from your shared kisses.
"i'm sorry, i'm so sorry," he nuzzles against your sternum, "i was too turned on, you're so pretty and your voice—"
"it's okay, cho," you kiss the top of his head, "you'll just have to make it up to me now."
choso looks up at you, eyes sparkling, "undress for me then."
nerdjo headcanons ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟
nerdjo who struggles to concentrate on his game while you’re sat on his lap, his cock throbbing inside your fluttering pussy. “god baby stop moving around— i cant..play properly” he breathes in your ear.
nerdjo who seethes with jealousy whenever his irritating twin brother, fratjo, flirts with you. his hands slither around your waist, pulling you close to his chest as he shoots daggers at him.
nerdjo who loves taking random pictures of himself when he sees your phone laying around with you no where in sight. hours later, when you’re searching through your camera roll, you’ll find at least 10 selfies of him making stupid faces.
nerdjo who sends you erotic videos of himself fisting his flushed cock when you’re in lectures, precum glossing his fingertips as he moans your name and whines about how much he misses you. cum spurting all over his lean abdomen in a transparent white sheet.
nerdjo who makes the best ramen in existence, creamy and spicy, the kind of flavour that you even wonder how he made using a packet. and when you slurp the noodles through your lips, he’s drooling at the mouth, the idea of you enjoying something he made nearly making him bust a nut.
nerdjo who basically swallows your whole face whenever you make out, lipgloss smearing on his nose, cheeks and chin. “m’sorry babyyyy, i just cant resist you” he grins as he pecks you all over while you giggle into his kisses. “satoruuu stop—!” your hands pressed at his chest, your nose and eyes scrunched up in a way he finds incredibly adorable
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okay i decided to post cus i cant keep disappearing. sorry guys no fanfic js trash heacanons again 😅 anyway i hope u guys like the jjk stuff. im making another nerdjo fanfic as we speak 😳
Antmenison
| Nina (the killer) Hopkins x Fem! Reader x Kate (The chaser) Milens
Warnings: dom! Nina, dom! Kate, sub! reader, dub con, religious themes, corruption, innocence, praise, degradation, marking, strap sucking, kate is called daddy, oral, hair pulling, shyness, dacryphilia, overstimulation, reassurance.
| Nina is your roommate and closest friend, with you being a sweet religious woman and Nina being her bold self. When she asks you to meet her friend Kate, you expect it to be innocent—it’s not.

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────────── your boyfriend, gojo satoru loves to play with your tits when you're asleep. / smut drabble 18+
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he watches you sleeping, completely mesmerized. you’re wearing that sheer white night dress again — the one that barely covers anything, so transparent he can clearly see the soft shape of your breasts and the way your nipples press against the thin fabric.
he knows you wear these on purpose.
and fuck, he loves it.
he stares in quiet awe as they rise and fall with every slow breath you take, full and perfect. his cock is already painfully hard, straining against his sweatpants.
slowly, he reaches out and presses two fingers against one nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. he groans softly, then cups your breast fully, squeezing the warm, supple flesh.
and he can’t hold back anymore. both his hands are on you now, groping and kneading your tits greedily, thumbs brushing over your nipples as low moans slip from his throat.
you hum in your sleep, a soft, content sound that makes his dick twitch.
“shit…” he curses under his breath. then he leans down and licks one nipple through the fabric, tasting you. your body shivers lightly at the feeling.
“baby… let me take this off,” he whispers, voice hoarse.
you hum again, half asleep, and shift your body just enough to help him slide the night dress up and off you. the second you’re fully bare, satoru climbs on top, settling between your legs.
he grabs both tits with his large hands and buries his face between them, rubbing his cheek and mouth all over the soft warmth. he licks and kisses your nipples greedily, sucking one into his mouth before moving to the other.
“fuck… i love them so much,” he groans, voice muffled against your skin. “i could spend all night just worshipping these pretty tits.”
your hand weakly reaches up, fingers threading into his white hair, caressing him gently even in your sleepy state.
“toru…” you murmur, soft and breathless.
that only makes him more feral.
he buries his face deeper into your chest, sucking and licking both nipples like he can’t decide which one he loves more. long, slow sucks followed by quick, hungry pulls — he’s obsessed, moaning and panting between your tits as he worships them.
“can’t stop, baby… they’re so fucking perfect,” he murmurs, voice hoarse and needy before he wraps his lips around your nipple again, sucking harder this time, cheeks hollowing. “love having your tits in my mouth.”
he switches rapidly from one nipple to the other, licking, sucking, and gently biting down just enough to make your back arch. your nipples are swollen, glistening with his spit, and he still doesn’t stop — he’s lost in it, grinding his painfully hard cock against your thigh while he continues sucking like he’ll never get enough.
“mine…” he whispers against your wet skin, sucking softly again, almost reverently now. “these pretty nipples are all mine.”
you smile. “all yours, toru.”
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Your best friend Choso accidentally sends you an nsfw video pt. 2 | Choso x fem reader, part 1 here!!!
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When you woke up today, everything was off.
For starters, morning had passed you by entirely; you'd been sprawled out across your bed in deep REM sleep until a quarter after one, waking abruptly with sleep in your eyes and a knot in your stomach.
Only when the initial morning afternoon haze faded did you remember the events from the previous night, a night spent more on tossing and turning than rest, all thanks to a 60-second video.
Choso's video. His pierced tongue lolling as drool spilled onto his veiny cock, the way he said your name with his hand desperately stroking his length—memories that corrupted your dreams still occupied your waking thoughts, reigniting the feeling in your core that felt so wrong but so inexplicably right.
It was almost an hour before you so much as touched your phone, the screen lighting up to reveal an onslaught of messages and missed calls from "Cho 💜👾."
From what you deduced after stringing together your best friend's frantic texts, Choso was drunk and that video was never supposed to make it out of his camera roll, least of all into your inbox. But that didn't answer the myriad of questions still swirling around in your head. So you poured your mind into a text before deleting it all and settling for "come over" instead.
And he did just that—showing up 10 minutes later despite living 15 minutes away on a good day, tired brown eyes wide as he regarded you like some kind of wild animal, clearly unsure of what to expect and afraid to get too close.
Seeing him standing before you felt disorienting. The distance felt small no matter how far you stood, his voice sounded different—heavier now that you'd heard him say your name so intimately, his gaze more intense and his lips magnetizing in a way you never even considered before. You wanted him.
He entered without asking, because that's what you do when you've known someone for years and they're your best friend in the world, before immediately launching into a frenzied explanation for his drunken mistake.
But you couldn't focus on his words, only his lips. You traitorous eyes zeroed in on the glimpse of his silver piercing each time he spoke, and you shivered, a reaction to the mere thought of how the cool metal would feel against your sensitive cl—
It was your name, spoken with palpable concern, that snapped you out of the momentary trance; only it sounded different than it ever had before on his tongue and sent a wave of complicated arousal coursing through you.
"I didn't mean to send it to you." He whispered, avoiding looking into your eyes like it might very well kill him.
"But you meant to take it. Do you always record?"
"Y-yeah," he confessed, like it cost him something to admit. "I guess I have a collection."
The idea of a library of videos like the one that made it to your messages planted a lewd idea in your head, one you decided to follow through with before you could talk yourself out of it.
"Hm." You hummed thoughtfully, relishing the way Choso swallowed nervously the longer your thoughtful silence stretched. "Okay, get your phone out."
He obeyed without question, nervous hands fumbling his phone before extending it towards you without a hint of hesitation. You took the device gingerly from his hand, using his passcode—your birthday, of course—to unlock it and open up the camera. After pressing record you handed it back to him, angling it down before sinking onto your knees in front of him. "Hold it like this."
"W-what are you—"
"Making a video," you answered steadily, as though freeing your best friend's hard length from his pants on camera was an everyday occurrence. "For your collection."
His cock rested heavy in your hands, so much prettier in person that you couldn't help but lick your lips, and the sight alone made him twitch. Without breaking eye contact your tongue swiped a wet stripe over his tip, a teasingly fleeting touch, and your thighs clenched at the sound he made in response.
"Fuck," he whined, phone visibly shaking in his trembling hands. "P-please."
You blinked up at him, tugging your tank top down just enough so that the top of your tits spilled out, painting him an irresistible picture. "Please what, Cho?" You purred.
"Please," he pleaded, any shame he might've felt for begging his pretty best friend long gone as he gazed down at you through lidded eyes. "Do that again pl—"
His words warped into moans as your mouth worked up and down his shaft, drool slipping down to the base as you traced each thrumming vein with your tongue.
It wasn't long before you hollowed out your cheeks and sealed your spit-slick lips around him, bobbing your head up and down while your gaze flicked between him and the camera he struggled to hold onto.
You pulled away from him with a pop! and his eyes fixated on the trail of saliva that covered the distance between your tongue and his tip before your head bobbed back down, taking him to the base until his tip reached the back of your throat.
"Oh my god," he groaned, brown hair messy as he leaned forward to get a better view, phone and any hopes of recording long forgotten.
You were a gagging, drooling mess before you pulled away to look up at your best friend with doe-like innocence despite the vulgar display you put on for him moments prior.
"Tell me where you wanna cum, Cho."
His eyes were dark with lust, his cock leaking as he answered, his response catching you off guard in the best way. "Inside of you."
It wasn't long before you were in your bed, climbing on top of Choso to straddle him as he sat with his head against your headboard. Large hands eagerly made their way under your shirt, groping and grabbing at your tits, teasing your sensitive nipples and tracing up and down your waist before his lips captured yours.
You leaned into the kiss, grinding slowly against his painfully hard cock and whimpering at the feeling of the thin lace of your underwear dragging against your clit while his tip prodded at your entrance.
"I need to be inside of you," he breathed, forehead resting against yours. "You have no idea."
Only you did have an idea, because as he lifted your hips and lined himself up with your entrance, you felt it too, and just as much.
The second you sank down on him, walls stretching but still impossibly tight around his length, he knew he was a goner. A broken sound left his mouth, more a whimper than anything, one that he didn't think himself capable of making.
Not that you were faring any better; once you sank down, taking him to the base, your head fell back and a ragged moan left your lips, already breathless just from the sheer size of him.
Gaining stability, you rested your hands on his muscular chest, feeling his heart thump erratically against your palm. Your hips rolled in small circles, riding him at a teasingly slow pace and Choso whined in response to your cadence, so desperate for more friction that his hips began to piston in and out of your wet cunt.
The new, unexpectedly dominate stimulation had you grinding on him harder and faster, hips circling and rocking back and forth while your nails pressed red marks into the pale skin of his chest and abs.
"Choso mmm-fuck!" You mewled, head falling back and losing all control as the pleasure took over. You thought it couldn't get better; the angle, the intense stretch of his huge cock filling you up.
Until Choso sat up and pushed your back flush against the mattress, lifting you by the hips to drive each stroke impossibly deeper until his bulging tip was visible in your stomach with each thrust.
Something about the sight of you, lips caught between your teeth as you bit down hard, eyes crossing and rolling, made him snap; his fingers began to indent the soft flesh of your ass and your thighs hard enough to bruise, while he fucked you with more fervor, whispering profanities and praises all the while.
"You—fuck have no idea," he started through gritted teeth. "How long I've wanted to fuck you like this."
His voice came out strained, as if the action of forming words was almost too much when paired with the mind blowing pleasure of fucking you.
His words sent a fresh pulse of arousal coursing through you, and your walls clenched around him in time for a line of saliva to roll off of his pierced tongue and onto your clit.
Choso wasted no time before his thumb was circling, spreading a mixture of slick and saliva around your sensitive spot and making you see stars.
"Mm-gonna cum Cho I'm so close," you whined, voice shaky.
"Yeah, yeah m-me too baby." Choso's hands tightened on your legs, and the contrast between the pain of his grip and the sweet praises spilling from his lips was ultimately your undoing. His name left your lips while you came around his cock, feeling him twitch inside of you not long after as his orgasm followed suit.
Both your eyes and his fixated on the spot where his length disappeared inside of you, at the white sticky seed dripping out onto the bed below you.
"I'm on the pill," you said without thinking, noticing where his eyes had landed.
"I know," he answered casually, and you wondered what else he paid attention to that you never considered before.
"If I'm honest," he began after a stretch of silence, eyes finding yours shyly. "I don't really think I actually recorded any of that."
You giggled, remembering the phone and the recording and the reason you were in this position with your best friend in the first place.
"That's okay, I guess we'll just have to do it again."
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a/n: idk why this took me so long but here's pt 2 angels hope you love
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