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Game Over | Leviathan x F! Reader smut

Warning: female reader, blow job, pet names “baby”, “darling” and “good girl” used.

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“Levi~” you whined, sliding down the side of his bathtub bed, only receiving a quick “hm?” As a response.

“You’ve been playing that game for 6 hours straight I want your attention”

“Yeah yeah as soon as I beat this level!”

“You‘ve said that after every level” you groaned as you didn’t get a response. Unless you count the squeaks of his game chair as a response then you got a few.

You had tried to asked Levi a few questions a few minutes after, but only realizing he wasn’t paying any attention to you, and he’d just give you generic responses.

“I’m gonna go get a snack you want anything?”

“Mhm that’s great honey.”

You sighed as Leviathan let out a small evil chuckle as apparently something went according to his plan.

“I’m gonna go jump off of the balcony in Lucifer’s room.” You said sitting on your knees.

“Ok, be careful.”

You rolled your eyes and almost let out a chuckle.

“After that I’m gonna go to mammon and see if he wants to recreate any of his sexy fantasies he has of me every night. Maybe I’ll get some dick from him.”

“Ok, have fun.”

If Levi actually heard that he’d blow a fuse and go after his brother, but, apparently his game was more important. Suddenly, an idea sprung into your mind.

If words won’t get his attention, maybe actions will. You quickly crawled over to Levi’s desk. Luckily, it was one of those days that he sat a few inches away from the desk so you could sneak under it.

“Wait- did y/n just say she was going to get dick from ma-ah!” He quickly covered his mouth with his hand as you placed your hand on his inner thigh before moving your hand upwards and over his dick, then resting it on the hem of his pants.

“Levi~” you cooed. “I want you so bad”

“A-after this level ok?” He whimpered out as you pulled down his pants and underwear, his half hard dick springing out.

“I never said you can’t play your game lev, I’m just gonna do what I want too. Let’s call it..an extra challenge. Focus on the game, while I focus on giving you pleasure~” you cooed, bringing your mouth close to his dick, your hot breath tickling him before spitting on his cock. Leviathan was trying his very hardest to focus on the task at hand: his game, but when he felt your hands wrap around his cock, and giving it a gentle squeeze before your hot mouth and cute lips wrapped around his tip, he could practically blow his load right there. He tried to focus on his computer screen, but he couldn’t help but to let his eyes wonder off screen to meet your eyes that stared up at him innocently as your mouth was wrapped around his dick. A shiver ran down his spine. He shook his head and focused back onto his screen, which didn’t make you satisfied. You pulled off his cock, with a satisfying pop, which made him bite his lip.

You had been with Levi for a while, and you knew his body like the back of your hand. You smirked as you licked the sensitive vein on the bottom side of his dick, making Levi throw his head back and moan, his hips bucking up.

“T-that was a cheap s-shot.” He mumbled, his cheeks stained red as you gave him an innocent smile.

“Better focus on your game before you lose.” You say before sucking again, making sure your tongue abuses that vein.

Levi’s head was spinning as he got closer to his climax. He couldn’t help but to start bucking his hips up, whines and groans leaving his mouth, the game completely out of his mind, as he gripped the back of his chair, his climax bubbling up inside of him hard, before coating the back of your throat with his hot cum, a loud whine escaping his mouth as his dick twitched in your mouth.

“Game over!” The computer shouted as you pulled up, giggling softly.

“Oops. I guess you lost. Sorry baby.”

“Oh no don’t sorry baby me.” Levi said grabbing your hair, making you sit up as he pulled your hair. He leaned down capturing your lips with his harshly.

His tongue explored your mouth, hints of his cum coating his tongue before pulling back.

“You better be ready for a long night. We’re not stopping until the sun rises.” Leviathan spoke has he held your chin in his hand.

“B-but Levi we can’t tell when the sun rises in your room-”

“Is that a problem? It better not be, you wanted this. So get your ass up here. We’ll stop when I’m satisfied and when I feel like you’ve made it up for making me lose my game.”

You knew you were in trouble when his tail, and horns started to appear.

“Unless you wanna go get dick from mammon instead.” He mocked you as you shook your head.

“No, I only want your dick. Your dick makes feel so good only you can satisfy me.” You whined out making leviathan chuckle.

“Good girl.”

~~~~~

“ACHOO!” Mammon sneezed, wiping his nose on his jacket before placing the magazine he was looking at down on his bed.

“Ya! One of my stupid brothers must be talkin bout the great mammon! As they should.” He says confidently before picking up Goldie that Lucifer has recently given back to him.

“Now, how about we do some shoppin Goldie ol girl?”

End

thoughts after 257

Reunited.

Riding gojo so good that he starts yelling out his card info when he nuts

matching fate<3

(The dialogue ref is from hxh gon vs pitou)

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gojo, nanami, toji, sukuna, geto. you come home struck by a love curse and need their help on "recovering" from the after effects. (anon req)

𐚁̸ wc. 3.8k

𐚁̸ warnings. fem! reader, feral reader, love pollen/curse, unprotected, sukuna has two dicks, dirty talk, p in v, oral (f + m receiving), squırting, biting, spanks, dumbification, overstim, brēeding, premature ejaculatıon, mdni.

☆ SUKUNA RYŌMEN

“wha— you’re clingier than usual,” the curse grumbles as you burst through the door. you’re panting steadily. he was almost shirtless with his usual kimono that’s exposing his abs. rickety arms of yours wrap around his waist before you drop right down onto your knees. with a raised eyebrow, he huffs. “eh. should i even ask.”

“no,” you reply within a second. your voice inwas nothing but a pure trembly tune. your body . . it felt hot all over, some stupid pollen or whatever it was was responsible for your feral state. you were even smelling the definition of the word too. you were grateful he didn’t ask, alas instead—he crosses all of his arms before glancing down at you. pawing at his boxers to fall down, it comes down slowly. the wait was killing you as you glance at his huge hardened bulge preparing to be exposed. oh, you’re already drooling. you needed sukuna so bad, your thighs were already quaking. the air surrounding you both suddenly felt scorching and the minuscule goosebumps that reside amongst your skin felt even hotter. “i- i need a taste, ‘kuna. please.”

he hums in amusement. “oh? don’t let me stop you then, horny girl,” and an oversized hand grips onto the crown of your head. with a nod, he views as your eyes light up at the now hefty sight of his two flashy dicks. with a groan—he shudders once he gapes at your tongue and how it licks against the one near the front. “mhm, you little . . minx. good, take it then. enjoy your precious meal.”

sukuna’s in love with your mouth—with your tongue, you’re so sloppy and you just can’t help it.

running your sweet tongue along both areas of his dicks—every part, the base, the length, and even the sensitive frenulum—he groans loudly. it’s an almost roar that echoes through his chambers. both of his dicks which were visibly stacked amongst each other. one was in front while the other was in back. each were the same amounts of thick and broad. thickset and fucking heavy, you bob your head down against the first one until he shoots raw into your mouth within just a few minutes. “fuck, easy, e-easy,” he stammers, feeling you snake a hand against his neglected cock to stroke it, fondling with his heavyset balls.

hearing sukuna stutter does something to you. you couldn’t exactly describe it, but you wanted to hear more of it. his head tilts back slightly as his lips purse, preparing to click his tongue. “ugh, can’t handle you when you suck that good,” and he grabs you by the hair, making you return his lascivious gaze. “look at you. jus’ a cock drunken mess. got m-me,” and he deeply exhales. sukuna chokes on his own words, barely even able to finish his sentence.

you took so much out of him in such little time. truth be told, maybe this love curse whatever it was, was a good thing. spit races down both sides of your mouth as you happily keep his shaft warm into your tight throat. his cum was a lot, a bittery taste of his own lingers on your tongue before he cock taps against the roof of your mouth. if it wasn’t for you doing a simple trick with your fingers, you’d have gag. you wanted more, lathering your tongue against his tip with no shame—you then reach a hand down to play with your pulsing clit.

“mphm.” you mumble inaudibly, feeling him start to push your head further down. a chaffing smile goes against your mouth and he scoffs. you’re making him feel things. things he didn’t even know he could feel. sukuna’s cold heart significantly flutters at the sight of you. it flutters simply at how good you make him feel. it’s a feeling he didn’t want to stop. at least not yet.

“god, ‘m gonna cum again,” he inhales before exhaling lowly. as he does so, his chest collapses back in from his sigh before he’s now facefucking you. the curse’s thigh taps and clenches, muscles creating a flexion within the nerves stored inside before he sees you drooling for more. as the bobbing of your head’s tempo increases, he groans before making you stare dead into his eyes with a simple grip. “nasty girl. comin’ home just to slobber on my dick, look at that f-face, fuuuuck,” and the moment you end up making him cum for about the umpteenth time of the night, he’s embarrassed. face flushed, you’re switching between his dicks to give them both equal amounts of love before he moves you off from sucking him. “brat,” he glares, grabbing your chin as a few sloshing spurts of cum pour down your chin. sukuna then leans in to kiss you, his tongue tweaks against your lips and he tastes own arousal with no shame at all. shame never exists for a man like him—a cursed being like him. you moan, feeling a fang of his gently bite into your bottom lip before he pulls away. in a low, shaky tone, he grumbles. “wipe that smile off your face, woman. this isn’t o-over.”

☆ NANAMI KENTO

“my love?” nanami hoarsely pulls down the newspaper he was reading from his face. the glimmer of the g-shock he wore that wraps around his wrist ricochets against the chandelier hanging above the two of you. eyeing you closely, he leans back against his wooden rocking chair. “how was work? your boss take it easy on you today?”

“kento,” you breathe, getting right on his lap. you’re met with those same gentle fawn irises that’s captured your heart within an instant. a hand of his gently strokes against your waist before he watches you speak in such a needy way. “touch me— please, i want you so bad.”

nanami chortles lowly. “aw, i want you too honey.”

“no . . like, i want you,” and he sees how you’re glancing back at him with feral, blown pupils. nanami could tell how needy you were just from your tone and body language alone. he could never say no to you, his beloved wife. nanami knew you, and most importantly, he knew every inch of your body like the back of his hand . .

the moment he’s got you laid on your back, everything’s lost. it’s as if time comes to an abrupt stop. the moment you feel his thick cock ease it’s way into your cunt, you immensely swallow him whole. “so warm ‘n snug,” he whispers, bringing his lips toward your face to pepper various kisses against your skin. he’s so gentle with you, he always was. he cups your chin before giving you a deep kiss to distract you from the brief tang of you clamping onto him. “how . . do you feel? is this okay—?”

his low voice was so smooth—leisurely, he’s rocking his hips against you before he playfully nibbles near your chin. a hand of his intertwined with your fingers as he waits for your sweet response. “i- i feel hot,” you moan, throwing your arms around him. “more please, ‘ken. makes me throb when you touch me.”

nanami chuckles, a quick piston of his hips and your legs wrap around his slim waist. his cologne swarms around your nostrils before you whine again. you sound so pretty—melodious, each moan that escapes out of you sounds like a harmony within each lewdly musical moment that passes. “so the curse makes you more sensitive for me?” he coos against your neck, another free hand of his rubbing against your tummy. you’re just laid back, taking every appetizing inch of him and your eyes roll and roll to the very backs of your cranium. “my sweet girl,” and his voice—you could get off to it, you were already profusely pulsing from his deeply through strokes regardless. “i’ll touch every inch of this perfect body if it ‘cures’ you, mhm.”

his touch makes you more sensitive though. nanami was sensual, taking his time with you. his pace was not to fast or too slow. just right . .

his fat cock slowly jackhammers itself into you, irregular breaths sounding more and more jagged. as he’s talking you through it against the shell of your ear, you dig your fingertips into his back. as you run a hand down, you feel a tiny mole print against his skin. “kento, r- right there, riiiight there,” and you’re keeping the entirety of his waist hostage with your ankles. “cum in me, your cum’s gonna save me i think . . s-so, please.”

“you say such silly things sometimes, my sweet,” he whispers against your neck, giving it a long suck. you moan from his tongue flicking against the new mark he created before he’s quickening his hips just a tad bit. the bed creaks and sings, it’s as if it’s making a new mixtape with its noises. “but alright, if my baby wants me to fill her up so she can feel better, i’ll do that,” and before he shoots into you—he grabs your chin. “ah, but look at me though,” and he’s panting heavily, sepia-colored strands sticking against the sheet of sweat that goes against his forehead. “look at me. look into my eyes, wifey,” and he sneaks a kiss onto your trembling lips. thrusting into you at brimming speed, he groans. “atta girl, there she is,” he purrs at you, a thumb brushing against your quivering bottom lip. he looked at you as if he loved you, nanami was sweet but a secret filthy man at heart. only for you though. “wanna see that pretty face. think ‘m gonna give you a baby or two while ‘m at it, my love. f-fuck.”

☆ GOJO SATORU

“girl—could be a little nicer y’know,” gojo grumbles as you lightly flick him against his back onto the plump mattress. you were always no match for his unprovoked sass. with a teasing pout, he’s staring right back up at you as you straddle his chin. grabbing a fistful of his hair, you inch your pooling warm entrance against his face. “how do you even get struck by a ‘love’ curse anyway? thought that only happens in fan fiction, heh.”

“just shut up,” you moan, hovering over your boyfriend’s face. he was so pretty — just gawking at him alone had you going more feral. gojo’s eyes, they were always so ethereal looking. a bright blueish cerulean—almost a viridescent green with how it reflects against the bedroom light. “f-fuck, i want you to taste it so bad, ‘toru. want you.”

with an impish smile, he slides the side of your panties aside. “soooo, what are ya waitin’ for? let me eat this ‘curse’ out of you, angel.”

and the moment you plant your sopping wet cunt against his face, he’s ultimately determined to do so. gojo was a messy eater. it was really no denying it. you’re swiping your slick heat against his nose like a credit card and he eats it up everytime. drool pours from the corners of his mouth as he’s gripping your thighs with both hands. doughy padded thumbs of his pierce into your skin as you’re rutting against his face in rapturing pleasure. “like that baby, f-fuck.”

“go on—praise me some more,” he giggles, warm breath fanning against your entrance. your stomach caves and seizes in and out as you’re still moving all around. it doesn’t take long before your legs start to quaver. “call me a good boy, yeah.”

as much as you wanted to eye roll in the most dramatic way, you couldn’t.

you’ve got a firm grip into his white, snowy strands before giving it a solid yank. “g- good boy, ‘s good for me, ‘toru. think your tongue is working,” and your voice was so soft, its delivery was almost a mere whisper. gojo’s sucking against your clit, casually making out with it in such a sloppy way that’s he’s imitating a french kiss. you continuously pulse into his mouth, feeling him breath through his nose before he spanks your sensitive entrance. as he does such a thing, a splash of your own arousal goes onto his face. teasingly, he sticks out his tongue to lick it clean. “f-fuck.” you whine, and he starts to feel himself get hard. not from you calling him a good boy, but the view itself.

the view of you, riding his face, straddling him in such a sexy way makes him feel a raging hard on in his boxers.

oh, the way you were maintaining such eye contact.

so sensual, you use his face for your own pleasure, hearing your heartbeat arise at a more quick through your ears. the sharp edges of gojo’s teeth nibble playfully against your thighs before you whimper once he prods a lengthy finger inside. he’s located your g-spot just like that, immediately moaning aloud before his digit curls up into your gummy walls. “fuck, you’re so hot when you pull my hair, ‘s no fair,” and as you’re whimpering loudly, chewing on the skin of your arm—you end up finishing after a while.

the moment you do, you end up squirting a bit. it comes out in a tiny trickle—gojo’s face lights up as you’re struggling to keep your thighs open for him but he spreads them further apart for you anyway. “shit,” he exhales with a cunning grin, that smug expression you oh so desperately wanted to wipe off. “i didn’t know my girl was a squirter. maybe you should get struck by that love curse again,” and he licks against your pussy for a final time before spanking your folds. “let’s do that again. wanna get you real soaked tonight. i always like my girls messy.”

☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO

“no way you woke me up just so i could fuck you.” toji deadpans, bringing a hand towards the hair that sticks against his chest, scratching it for four long seconds. two arched brows of his curl into a furrow before he grunts. “i was havin’ a good ass dream too.”

“toji i’m gonna die,” you protest, tugging at his boxers. “i searched up the symptoms a- and it said that if i don’t do anything um— sexual related, ‘m gonna die within four hours.”

“oh boo,” he rolls his eyes, and you moan once you feel the roughness of his palm squeeze against your ass. toji pulls you close to him, so close that you could feel the heat of his body radiate against your own. so close that you could smell his natural manly scent. the strong manly musk, his scent alone had you throbbing right inside of your laced little panties. in a groggy voice, toji leans in to suck against your neck, earning out a mewling whimper from you. “fine, but don’t be surprised if i don’t let ya cum. my dream was really fuckin’ good.”

knowing toji—he was probably dreaming about being a millionaire, but anyway . .

he happily helps with your little issue by fucking you thoroughly into the sheets. harp hips of his penetrate into you again and again. you whine, bratty cacophonous whimpers spew out of your lips as you cling onto the milky, pale sheets. it’s probably been hours, the entire room has a candied aroma of pure desire and intimacy. toji groans as your cunt clamps against him tightly. two scarred hands of grab ahold of your waist before pressing it deeper against him. “mhm, ‘s it workin’ baby? needed a good fuck, baby?”

“y- yes,” you moan, strands of hair almost blinding your eyesight by how it continues to get in your face from the quick paced movement. skin against skin—skin tight. everything felt heavenly. toji’s husky pitched groans only makes you throb even more before he leans right up closer against your ass. “harder, fuck me, ‘toji. pleaseplease. make me cum.”

with his own heavy huffs of breath escaping, he gets all the way up close before raising a foot to press down against your head.

a shrieking gasp comes out of you at the angle. he’s buried so deep now that your pussy stings and smacks from his sack. his hefty sack that hangs. kissing his teeth, toji rolls his eyes back from how good you squeeze around him before groaning once more. “goddamn, y’er a little slut. wakin’ me up for dick, ‘oughta edge the shit out of ya,” and he grabs a nice amount of your hair, making you raise up. the soft, delicate wool of his sock still glides against your skin and you moan from his rude, overzealous tempo. “yeah? should the baby girl cum, or nah. personally, i‘d say no. you were bein’ a brat. 'love curse' my ass.”

you try to sit up but he only pushes you back down, your face smushed against your fluffed out pillow.

“nuh uh, sit the fuck back down,” he snarls, swatting a soft palm against your ass. you’re so close—you moan again as he deepens his hits. his rhythm that was once so decent was now sloppy and merciless. toji’s fat mushroom tip thwacks and thwacks against your clit so much that you could feel it’s delicious curve. it’s a tickling sensation if anything—but the last thing you were doing was laughing. as he tightens his grip a bit, resuming to rock his hips into you, he purrs against your ear in a throaty chuckle. “heh, oh so you can’t speak now? thought ya wanted me to go harder?”

“i- i do,” you try to explain, but it only forms into a sweet meaningless babble. “fuuuuck, ‘s good but take your foot off me, toji. your sock is um.. wet.”

“your sock is um wet,” he mocks you before lowering his foot. you cringe as he pitches his voice—you don’t even sound like that. as he’s still having you arched over, watching as you then hide your face into the crook of your elbow. with a final smack against your ass, he pulls out before letting off an offended, tch. “ungrateful ass.”

☆ GETO SUGURU

“rough day?” geto slyly smiles, watching you struggle to walk into his room. he locks his phone to get a good look at you. you’re heaving insane amounts of breaths, pant after pant squeezing out of your full lungs as if you’d just got down with a marathon. “aw, let me guess. that love curse again? baby, you really gotta stop gettin’ yourself in these positions. it’s silly.”

“suguru,” you whine, collapsing right into his lap. the way you flop onto him was so cute—you’re met with a smug grin and dark, inky eyes that’s taking in all of your features. always so pretty. he smells so good, it’s driving you crazy. “wanna ride you.”

“you always ride me,” he strokes your chin, staring into your eyes lovingly. his hair was pinned into a unkempt yet attractive ponytail. geto gingerly wraps a hand around your throat before whispering against your lips. “so it is that lust curse again, isn’t it? careful. startin’ to think you’re doing this on purpose just to ride me, pretty girl.”

it works every time though—because within minutes later, you’re riding geto on the plump sofa. he was trying to multitask, trying to send an important email but your hips always snapped him back to reality. eventually, his phone slips out of his hand. geto groans at the way your rhythm’s got him in such a chokehold. you’re unhinged, playing with your tits right in front of him that he can’t help but feel against your soft mounds himself.

“s-shit,” he hisses, your body forever an image embedded in his mind that he couldn’t erase. your pussy squelches against his cock and you feel him reach such deep angles all at once. his girth was enough to make your mouth salivate with slippery saliva. mouthwatering, the upward curve of geto’s dick has you going stupid, you’re whining constantly before you lightly shove him back against the cushioned furniture. “slow down, you’re gonna make me c-cum quick, baby, goddamn.”

perhaps your hips alone were the enemy all along, you’re barely giving him a chance to breathe and it turns him onever more. how feral you were—he could see how blown and needy your pupils were. as you wrap your arms around him, still jerking your hips forward, you pull him into a deep, passionate kiss. geto groans right into your mouth, it’s guttural. playfully, you twirl a finger around his hair as you’re fucking him. geto’s hand placement was against your hips, long pretty lashes fluttering every few seconds before he gasps. “baby,” he huffs, a slippery strand of spit leaving your lips as he tugs away. with half-lidded eyes and a flushed face, he moans again, yet this time it’s louder, a bit more pitchy. “i’m gonna c- cum, shit your hips is gonna kill me.“

“don’t waste it p- please,” you plead into his ear, the soft breaths of your voice that exit from your throat makes his dick twitch inside you. you’re still grinding against him, the tempo was so speedy that it gives geto whiplash. he was truly witnessing his life flash before his eyes—all thanks to your precious pussy, featuring your crazed hips. he hardly doesn’t know where to roam his hands—but they remain glued to your waist, attempting to guide you closer. “inside, sugu. spill it ‘n me, make a mess.”

groaning—his head tosses itself back in rapture as he falls into his lewd, anticipated embrace. he’s feeling hot and warm just like you. the warmth your pussy provided him makes him bite his lip.

“fuck, fuck, f-fuuuuck,” he swears once you suddenly pick your hips back up. after a few seconds once you gradually slow down—he’s shooting a warm load of cum into you. so gooey, it fills you to the brim and you slow down finally, still swaying against him to make sure it’s fully plugged full. it pours into you all at once, a whopping amount of seed that’s so much that it oozes between the crevices of your thighs. you rode geto so good that he doesn’t even notice the sofa had ended up collapsing. the sound was short and concise—he’s moaning once you wrap a hand around his throat, feeling the vibrations of his grunts go against your fingertips. “phew,” he swallows, still dumping a good amount of ropy amounts inside before he goes limp against the couch. geto still has your hips in place before he’s gasping for short collected breaths. with glossy eyes, he notices your needy smug grin, not showing one ounce of fatigue. “again, huh? fuck, let me catch my breath first baby, you’re fuckin’ dangerous.”

Gojo Satoru being so horny he fucked you in every position he can come up with until you are sore and sticky with cum☺️

a/n: 😞😞😞

cw: f! reader, implied breeding kink, manhandling, 18+

gojo coming home from work to his pretty housewife, you— he‘s had a long day and he’s so exhausted, he missed you, he‘s been thinking about you all day. you‘d be in the kitchen before walking to greet him towards the door with a soft smile.

“hi satoru baby, how was wor—”

but he immediately cuts you off, tossing his bag against the floor, bringing you into a deep and needy kiss. you were taken aback— yet returner the kiss, only before gojo lifts you up, making his way towards the bedroom.

you gasped, your legs locking around his waist as he walked— not breaking his lips from yours, he tastes so sweet, you could almost make out a taste of some sweetened drink,

you moaned once his hands trailed towards your ass, giving it a good squeeze, just loving how you were in nothing but a cute nightgown.

no panties underneath either, just how he liked.

“. . . s—satoru,” you gasped, nails digging into his back, as of now he‘s currently in mating press— fucking you deep and deep, his thick cock pounding into you aa your legs just raised up as his weight bounces against you. the bed shakes and shakes and you whimper— feeling him balls deep. “f—fuckfuckfuck.”

“baby— cumming— again,” he huffs out in short hitched breaths, before you feel his hips stutter, gojo pours another thick load into your tight squeezing cunt, gripping all around him so tight,

he moans, his eyebrows furrowing and parting together before he leans in, muffling his moans while softly biting against your neck in attempts to suppress his near whiney moans. “. . . uh—” he grunts, pumping you full of his stringy ropes of seed.

“m' so full, satoru,” you whimpered, wrapping your arms around his neck. gojo smells so good, he‘s just inches deep— feeling his own cum start to trickle and ooze all out,

each time he releases a load, it‘s a lot, it’s so much to where it starts to run down your thighs— yet gojo frowns, making an attempt to fuck his hot sticky seed back into your pussy, the needy pout on his face never leaving. “y—you‘re stuffing m-my pussy, satoru,”

he whines, leaning in to kiss you again— his hips slowed once he came but he started back up again,

barely giving you a moment to prepare yourself before he’s ramming his cock deep between your folds, mouth the opening and a bit of drool leaving the sides of your mouth from the lewd way your tongue was just lolled out.

“i know— but baby, i have to,” he mutters in a shaky voice, despite his pitch being a bit deepened.

his hips just smacked against you, over and over, each load you take was like it was heftier than the last.

“couldn‘t help myself when i came home to you in this pretty nightgown— ass all out just for me,” he huffs, fucking you so deep into the bed that you had to grip onto his arms. “had to fuck you as soon as i came back home— missed my favorite pussy s‘baddddd.”

gojo goes on for hours, and hours, and hours.

just stuffing, pumping you full of his cum, over and over again— it makes his mouth water, salivate—

he just loves the way when he‘s about to give you another load, his hips always pause, and he gets quiet, putting a hand over your mouth while staring at you with a hungry gaze.

“mhm— listen to it, baby,”

he says in a quiet voice, not thrusting anymore yet he‘s filling you full again, balls buried deep to the hilt—

and you grow quiet, your moans stop before you listen to it, hearing gojo‘s cum spurt inside your cunt, it’s so much, the way your pussy squelched as it takes him with open arms— or in this case, open folds.

“you look so cute with your tummy all plump and full for me, a-angel,” he rasps, removing his hand before peppering your face with kisses. “can‘t get enough of bein' inside you— so good. pussy jus’ holdin' me h-hostage . . ”

moan after moan— load after load, you’re so full, you can’t even grasp how much he‘s given you of his seed, by this point you’ve lost count.

so many positions, your pussy was just being flooded by gojo‘s thick cum— just stuffing and stuffing you, you’re so dizzy,

just sprawled out on the bed all pretty, his fat tip kissing and kissing, french kissing even against your g-spot, lip locked it seemed and you whimpered—

his back covered with so many scratch marks by you— it‘s pretty in a way.

he can’t wait to look at it later.

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SMAU - YOUR KID GETS HOLD OF YOUR PHONE...

fluff | mature language | fem!reader

includes - Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo, Choso Kamo, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ino Takuma, Higuruma Hiromi, Ryomen Sukuna

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