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choi san ! tattoo artist & piercer x female reader 

playing : a little death by the nbhd 

word count : 4k 

warnings : smut. pure smut. mdni. kinda mean-ish ! san, mentions of pain, tongue piercing, reader gets a tattoo, san has a hair pulling kink, dry humping, glove kink, overstimulation, dirty talk, praise kink, degredation kink, slight voyeurism, cheeky wooyoung, slight ot8 ?  nic addict and stoner ! san ? he’s a bad boy in this ! fluffy san at the end !! lock your doors, ladies !! 

prompt : the girl walks into a tattoo shop and gets fucked by the grumpy idiot in the back trope. enjoy bc i love tattoo artists fics <333 

a/n : super ooc san. he’d never be mean :( he’s too soft for that shit. NOT PROOFREAD LMAO 

tagging : @baekhvuns @kingschateau @seraphdreams @cursed-domain

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October 29th — Formal Wear — @sebbyzoldyck’s kinktober

Pairing: nanami x f!reader

Summary: you picked your best outfit for the event of the year in Gojo’s residence, and so did Nanami, looking so irresistible you let him fuck his jealously into you.

Warnings: explicit smut, MDNI, jealous!nanami, reader's hands are tied at some point, tiny bit of degradation kink, the word slut is used, oral (m. receiving), creampie, unprotected sex, stablished relationship.

wc: 2.8k

a/n: shout out to my love @thekillingtimethekillingmoon for helping me out with this one ily <3

Tonight was special.

Ever since you became a level one sorcerer it was like a whole new world opened its doors for you.

The event people couldn’t stop talking about was the Gojo Clan yearly party.

Being one of the top three most influential clans in the jujutsu world, the Gojo clan held a yearly party to update the other clans about what was done in the previous year, the expenses and new level one and especial level sorcerers.

As someone that was about to be presented to the most important people in that organization you were excited for the event, booking hairdressers, nail stylist and an entire day to find the perfect dress in advance.

“You are worrying too much about it, this party is just a formality to suck the elders ass” Nanami said from his place in the bed, you woke up early not being able to contain your excitement while Nanami was forcibly awaken by you walking across the bedroom to check your outfit, shoes and accessories.

“This is important to me, I've never gone to a gala party” you held your dress in front of the mirror for the nth time that week.

“Love, it’s not a gala party, love, is Satoru in a suit and Yaga holding him back from murdering everyone else while champagne is being served” Nanami sat up in the bed stretching his arms above his head, shirtless with only a sweatpants on.

“That makes me feel so much better” you replied sarcastically, “By the way, what will you be wearing?”

“This of course”

You turned ready to scold him, meeting his playful smile while he got rid of his pants to dress for the day since he had to do some paperwork today.

“You're going to be a nice distraction to Gojo then” you laughed getting his sweatpants thrown at you.

“Don’t even joke about that”.

Nanami finished getting dressed with his usual work suit, you left your clothes dressed in a robe while making breakfast for him.

“I don’t know how long the paperwork will take. I might have to assist Yuuji on something, probably arriving late to the party, so don’t wait for me” he kissed your head before leaving.

For a second you were upset he wasn't going to be there before you entered, after all no one knew you two were dating, so you were looking forward to arriving in a fancy dress with your fancy secret boyfriend looking at you while you two pretending to be just good friends.

Apparently your Cinderella moment would have to wait.

As the night came, you were already dressed up, hair, nails and everything done for the event.

The party was being held in one of Gojo’s mansions instead of the Gojo state you've been at before. Satoru called your name, throwing an arm around your shoulders as soon as you entered the large well decorated room.

“Looking as good as usual” he was surprisingly well dressed too. From what Nanami had told you about Gojo's despise for that event you were expecting him to be wearing jeans and a shirt.

“A tuxedo? Wow, Satoru, you exceeded my expectations” you joked.

“Only because you were coming” he pinched your bare arm, “By the way, have you seen Nanami?”

“Hm he said something about having to work with Yuuji I guess” you shook your head.

“Too bad, more you for me then” you punched his arm lightly. You always suspected those six eyes knew more than what you told him, but if he did he never said anything.

Satoru apparently was on his best behavior that night, dragging you around with him and avoiding the elders, like you were his excuse to not be alone, one hand always on your lower back or finger tips tracing your bare shoulders. As expected you were introduced as one of the new level one sorcerers to the heads of the main clans and other donors to Jujutsu Tech, some were not very pleased by you.

“Don’t worry your pretty head, they are just mad you are not available to be their third or forth wife” he whispered in your ear making you giggle.

“Gojo-san” a deep voice called after clearing his throat, you turned facing Nanami standing right behind the two of you, immediately removing Gojo’s arm off your shoulders.

“Kento, you cam--” you stopped talking once you grasped his outfit.

So far in your relationship you have only seen Kento in his usual work beige suit, casual clothes and sportswear. You thought the last one was the sexiest.

Yet now you find yourself mouth agape at how good he looked tonight, unlike Gojo and the rest of the guests, Nanami was wearing a white dress shirt -- so shiny it looked like silk --, a dark three piece suit that accentuated his thin waist and broad shoulders, leather gloves and a purple and black tie that matched your dress so well you wondered if he picked that with this exact purpose.

“Nanamin~” Gojo sang, now throwing his arm around Nanami’s shoulders.

“Do you mind if I steal y/n? We have to discuss some business” by the look Kento gave you, you knew you were in trouble.

“Oh business? Do you mind if I join the discussion?”

“Yes” both you and Nanami replied.

“Sorry, Satoru, it’s not your business” Nanami slapped a hand on Gojo’s back harder than it had to be, “Come” he got rid of Satoru’s arm, lacing a leathered hand around your wrist, dragging you away from the main room.

“Now I have to find another company… Oi Utahime!” you hear Gojo murmuring then running to find his next excuse.

Your boyfriend led you upstairs till you entered a large bedroom with a king size bed in the middle.

“Kento, you look stunning” you approached him placing your hands on his chest to feel the smooth fabric, finally being able to be alone with him.

“Is that so?” he took both your wrists, removing your hands from him, “Cause it seemed you were more fond of Satoru’s tuxedo”.

You pouted once he held your wrists with more strength than necessary.

“You are one million times more handsome than Satoru, Kento” you looked up, finding his eyes free from the usual glasses, the soft lightning from the room shining upon his sharp jawline and cheekbones.

Kento was indeed very flattered by how your eyes were shining with adoration, he wanted to look good for you tonight even though he arrived late. Helping Yuuji was the excuse he found to pick up the tailored suit he ordered to surprise you, since he got a message saying it was not going to be ready until one hour before the event.

However, seeing the host so close to you, whispering things in your ear and making you giggle, lit up a fire on Kento’s chest.

You started to kiss his jawline, his hold on your wrist softening and running up your arms, the purple dress hugging your curves so marvellously, why did you allow Satoru to touch you like that? His girlfriend.

While you were lightly sucking Kento’s neck, trying to pull his tie out of his vest, he was zipping down your sleeveless dress till it was pooling around your feet, leaving you bare except for your panties in the middle of this unfamiliar room.

“No bra? Dirty girl” his leather gloves brushed the soft skin of your hips, you pushed his jacket off his shoulders helping him shrug it off and not being able to hold yourself from kissing him once you saw how well the vest hugged his torso.

In the middle of kissing and sucking each other's lips you didn’t realize he was leading your arms to your back until you felt a silk fabric being tied around your wrists, only then noticing he took off the tie at some point.

“Wait, Kento, I still have to—” you tried to argue back only to have Kento grabbing your face with one hand gazing a leathered thumb across your lips smudging your lipstick.

“Shut it, you’ve done enough” your eyes widened not expecting his rough come back, “On your knees sweet thing” he pressed a hand on your bare shoulder forcing you to get down while he sat on the bed, his crotch being on your eye level.

The sight of you being completely submissive to him was enough to make him hard as a rock.

You rested your face on his inner thigh looking up at him, a sight you never got sick of, his sharp jawline being even more evident from above, his eyes dark with lust, all that plus his dress shirt with the top buttons open and the angle making his shoulders seem even large was a heavenly sight.

“Look at you, haven’t even had any dick yet and it’s already looking like a cock drunk slut” he started to undo his belt as you took notice of the obvious outline of his cock over the gray trousers.

Nanami pulled his underwear and pants down just enough to set his dick free.

No matter how many times you have seen it, Kento’s dick always amazes you.

From day one you always found Nanami Kento handsome, a sight for sore eyes, but his dick was even more pretty, the kind of dick people would pay a huge amount of money to see on adult websites.

Your mouth watered seeing the precum on the tip starting to run down his perfect length.

“Open your mouth, sweetie” his gloved thumb pulled your bottom lip down making you part your lips and guiding his tip to your rolled out tongue.

You started to suck his tip moving down his length little by little, Kento threw his head back placing his hands behind him on the mattress to support his torso. Nanami daydreamed about the way you sucked him off, mainly when he was away on missions and his mind drove back to moments like this.

“Fuck, that mouth of yours will the death of me” he guided your head further down his cock till your nose touched the fabric of his vest.

You felt him deep down your throat, your hands being useless behind your back, your movements were guided purely by Kento.

“I wish Gojo could see what a little slut you are for me” you started to tear up, the lack of control making you more sensitive to his touches.

You tried to squeeze your thighs to get some friction where you needed the most, the slightest pressure making you moan, the vibration going straight to Nanami’s cock, enough stimulation to make his grip in your hair tight as he shot his seed into your throat holding you still to make sure you swallowed it all.

“Good fucking girl” he pulls you back watching the saliva and cum dripping down your chin.

“Kento~ let me touch you please” you begged, wrists wiggling trying to loose the tie as you watched him roll up his sleeves, exposing the veiny forearms you loved to see.

“Is that what you want?” he took you by your jaw forcing you to stand up on your heels and sit on his lap, “Too bad,” he ran his hands up your thighs till it reached your ass cheeks, squeezing them on his big leathery hands, “I don’t want your Satoru dirty hands on me”.

“Kento, please, I swear I didn’t touch him. I only have hands for you, my love” you kissed his cheek.

“Aren’t you adorable?” you gasped when you felt his hand cupping your intimacy.

His thumb pushing your underwear aside and letting a finger run from your entrance till your clit.

“Kento~” you purred relieved to finally feel something, you rested your head on his shoulder losing yourself to the feeling of rough leather against your folds as he rubbed all the way from your clit circling your hole but never getting in.

Something caught your eye at some point: a black fabric on top of the nightstand. Looked a lot like the fabric you saw everyday around Satoru’s eyes. It couldn’t be his, right? Although tonight he was using his sunglasses instead…

Your eyes began to wander around the bedroom, only now noticing it didn’t look like a guest bedroom.

“Kento, is this Satoru’s bedro—“ your question was interrupted by a loud burning slap on your ass cheek.

“Don’t say his name” Kento murmured, jaw clenched, in your ear, “Got it?” another slap hit the same place making you hiss.

“S-Sorry” you cried, hips circling on the hand hovering your cunt.

Unexpectedly your hands were set free when Nanami undid the knot around your wrist, suddenly manhandling you to lay on your back on the bed as he stood up by the bed.

“Yes, that is his bedroom, where I plan to fuck you until you forget any other men exists” you bit your lip to contain a smile as he removed your underwear making it slid all the way down your legs and stored it on his pocket.

You never got to see this jealous side of your lover, and so far you were loving it.

“Look how soaked you are, sweetie” he held your knees apart watching the puffy lips of your cunt.

“All for you, my love” you laced your legs around his waist bringing his cock to your pussy.

Nanami hisses, feeling your wetness on the curve of his dick, rubbing it to get more of your juices on him. He bites one of his fingers pulling the glove off one after the other.

“Kento, please fuck me” you moan, your now free hands caressing his chest till you reached his collar bringing him down to kiss your lips, which he complied placing his forearms on the mattress above your head while you got busy with having your tongue caressing his, your back curving enough to press your chest into his.

Nanami pushes inside you with no warning, splitting you in half, making you moan so loud he needs to cover your mouth.

“As much as i want the whole place to hear you screaming for me, it’s better if you don’t, love. Can’t let those disgusting elders imagine how gorgeous you look taking my dick like this” two of his fingers force their way into your mouth pressing down your tongue, “It’s a sight only your future husband can get” he whispers in your ear. The implication of Kento wanting to marry you someday making your walls tight around him.

Nanami bringing your legs up till your heels were hanging off his broad shoulders, reaching a new deep spot inside you.

“Fuck, love” he groans from above you, lacing one of his hands with your as he fucked you into the mattress, hips moving on his own pace hitting that special place over and over, your walls so tight around him it was suffocating. You moan around his fingers, saliva running down your cheek along with tears from the mind blowing pleasure.

“So fucking tight” Kento rests his forehead on top of yours his hair falling and tickling your face, he removed his fingers from your mouth finding a way between your bodies to rub your puffy clit. You moan your lover’s name like a prayer as his shaft twitches inside you, his fingers deliciously circling your bud while he destroys your insides, “So. Fucking. Mine” each word he groans is punctuated with a harsh thrust of his hips.

You mumbled words to indicate you were coming, stars covered your vision as you climaxed, legs trembling on Kento’s shoulder and pussy milking him dry as he emptied his balls inside you, his pace did not slow as he fucked through both your orgasms, pushing his cum into you until he couldn’t anymore and ended up falling on top your body as he tried to regain his breath.

“You know I only have eyes for you, right Kento?” you murmured, eyes closed as you came down your high.

“I know, love, I don’t doubt that. Just hate seeing anyone else touching my precious girl” he kissed your chest, neck, jaw, finally meeting your lips.

“What a long talk, Nanamin, I got lonely” Gojo immediately attached himself in Kento’s arm, “Why you have your coat on?” he asked you.

“Kento is giving me a ride home, Satoru. Thank you for receiving us” you approached Gojo’s face giving him a peck on the cheek before turning your back to leave the mansion walking slowly in your still wobbly legs.

“In case this is not clear yet, Gojo-san” Nanami reached for his pocket untangling Satoru from his arm and placing a moist fabric, that was once between your legs, on Gojo’s hand, “Stay away from my business”.

a/n: not me posting the last kinktober fic almost one month after the scheduled date. thank you seb for this event! linking my kinktober writings bellow. let me know which one was your favorite <3

>> ANBU Hatake Kakashi, weapon play ; Inumaki Toge, somnophilia ; Eren Jaeger, stepcest ; Yagami Light, degradation ; Chōsō, nipple play ; Fushiguro Toji, predator/pray — kintober collab 2021

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Also, because im in Jongho feels, the first make out session with Jongho. Both of you giggling a lot and smiling and a little nervous but very excited about it and getting so turned on so easily - Mercy

HHHNNNNFHDGFNDNDG just. that's so damn sweet okay 🥺🥺🥺🥺 @utopianvoices really liked this one so i'll take the liberty to take it in a direction they won't like >:) aka they thought this was sfw but i have decided it shall not be!

first makeout session with jongho, which very much happens because he teases you about something or the other and gets you all whiny and eager to prove that you're tough as heck!!!! when it comes to the actual act though, there isn't as much teasing as there is mutual nervousness and you're both just staring at each other, waiting to see if the other will make the first move. it's actually you who does it, but only because he raises an eyebrow and gives you that 'i know you're scared and i'm going to hold it over your head forever' look,,, which prompts you into reaching forward and shoving your mouth against his.

yep, i say shoving because it's as uncoordinated and messy as expected of your first time making out with each other. you've barely figured out a rhythm as you pull away very slightly, tilting your head to avoid bumping noses for the second time, when he he reflexively bites down on your lip and it makes you whimper and then you're freezing up against his lips as he tenses too,, before pulling you closer to him, almost on his lap, with an arm around your back, fingers splayed out and making you feel hot (no, it's not pk typing if they don't talk about hands right).

and it makes you shudder and hum a bit too loud, jolting against him as you squirm. it also lets you feel his (not so) little problem, and jongho has no shame. you can even feel him shaking slightly, which you realise is because of stifled laughter because this fucker, as i said, is not at all embarrassed that you found out he gets turned on from just this much.

and then his hand moves away from your back at the same time as his free hand comes up to your face, cupping your cheek and deepening the kiss (more than it already is) as you get lost in the feeling of his lips against yours again—

only to whimper when he takes both of your wrists into his hand that'd been cradling you before. and because that's just not enough, he wants you completely flustered, he pushes you down, wrists pinned above your head as he stares down at you, eyes dark and wild. 💖

12:50 AM [C. S.]

Your nails clawed down San's back leaving scorching hot streaks, making him groan out in pleasure. Your chest heaved as the man kept his hard and steady pace.

"S-Sannie," you managed to pant out, now gripping onto his shoulders for life.

"Mmm, what is it doll?" He smiled at you so sweetly despite his cock pounding into you.

Gulping nervously, having never been on the giving end of dirty talk before you spoke "You f-fill me up so good sir, s-s-so good."

His eyes widened as he stills inside of you, "Say it again."

"You fill me up..so good sir," you spoke now feeling worried and a bit awkward. That was until he slammed his hips back up against yours.

"You have such a pretty mouth baby, keep saying those nasty words for me hun."