kill the part of you that cringes

zoro’s form hovers above your own in the early hours of the morning—long before the sun rouses from its slumber and greets the earth with smiling beams. a dewdrop of exertion trails between his glistening pecs and drips onto your sternum as he thrusts into you steadily.

after a long day, you are both filled with bone-weary exhaustion. but you crave one another (and a much-needed release). the swordsman’s movements are languid, but he fills you deeply. he’s thorough, meticulous, and intense; his gaze is molten steel and insists on holding your own—until you reach climax. he quickly follows suit with a growl, eye squeezing shut and head hanging low, sharp nose brushing your neck and leaving gooseflesh in its wake.

something possesses you in your satiated haze. you catch the gleam of your lover’s earrings, then watch them spark and clink together—a tinkling wind chime to soothe your soul in the dark salt air. you lean up to his ear and nip the shell before wrapping your lips around his jewelry, sucking the trio into you mouth.

the gold is cool against your sultry tongue. while you blindly lave at the metal, zoro groans, chest rumbling against your body. without warning, he flips you over flat on your belly; you squeal. he spreads his broad, calloused palms on the fat of your hips, digging his thick fingers into the softness. he lifts you up by the hips—just barely—before sliding his already-hard cock against your stretched, creamy hole.

“if you do shit like that outta nowhere,” he rasps before hunching over your prone body, “be ready to face the fuckin’ consequences.”

one thing about suguru, he can hold a grudge and can hold it for the longest time. he will literally argue with you while he's fucking you, and he has, multiple time in fact.

putting you in missionary while pushing your thighs up to your chest and giving you a kiss before his mood changes, and he starts spouting bullshit, you couldn't even rebuttal like you wanted to and that's exactly why he did what he did.

if he knew you were getting fucked out of your mind with the way his dick was touching and swirling your insides, there was no way you could shoot him down the way he knew you wanted to, and that brought a smile on his face.

no smart remarks, only stuttering and moaning trying to get your point across. he was never going to let you win whatever argument the both of you had that day, if he feels as though you were even on the track to winning, he was going to fuck you until you gave up.

“mm no baby. if i say i want you home at a certain time, that's what i want.” while pushing himself deeper inside of you so that you couldn't say anything and if you did, it would just be inaudible blabbering while you scavenged your brain trying to find the words to say if you could even get it out.

this is something that could be categorized as a toxic trait or “red flag” if anyone knew that suguru pulled you into the bedroom to just fuck you and argue with you while doing it, people would throw a fucking fit, not you though, you tried to hold your own.

blabbering your nonsense trying to defend your case while he dug you out, and it's not even like he did this on a whim. he fucked you so good that it had your toes curling and your stomach caving in like a caprisun.

don't play with him because he will do this off guard and all, you won't even know when he's going to toss you over and slide your panties off and just fuck you like he had all the time in the world. no one liked being right more than suguru did, it was in his everyday agenda to make sure that any and everything he said was right and that if you disagree then he was going to make sure you agreed.

“huh? oh, i thought you said something about me being wrong.” with a smirk on his face. suguru knew you like the back of his hand, of course he would know his favorite person, so with that being said, he knew that fucking you until you couldn't properly form a sentence would get his point across and not yours.

whispering in your ear while he pushed into your sweet spot over and over again, your heart racing so fast and your legs quivering with the amount of force he was putting on your thighs. expanding his point out even more just to hear that pretty voice of yours whimpering and pleading for him to just stop because you couldn't take it anymore.

all the pleasure was building up to the point you were getting cramps, so you knew you were done for.

“tell me im right, tell me that i fucked you so good that i made you a mess.” his mouth near your ear as he continues to fuck you in, your body jolting up and down, your mouth moving but nothing coming out, that's how he knew you were done.

“thought so. good girl.”

“The moonlight's shining all the way through…

It's helping me see your pathetic state more clearly..”

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when suguru got his tongue piercing you really didn't think too much into it, you thought it was just another person he was getting and that was that, but it was until that cold silver metal was rubbing against your clit you started to care.

it was like the feeling of getting a vibrator for the first time, you just had to use it over and over again until you physically got tired of it, that's what you did when you rode his face every single day and night, you could not get enough.

it was such a good feeling, and it made shivers ring around your body all around, it felt too good, better than a vibrator, that's why he had to eat your pussy every time. suguru loved the fact that you were using his mouth, as much as he loved eating your pussy, this was like christmas for him.

instead of him waking you awake to eat your pussy or just grabbing you to sit on your face, it was you with those pretty puppy dog eyes telling him to eat you out, what did he do? just that, you did not have to ask him twice.

when his tongue swiped back and forth between your folds and would repeatedly push against your clit and flick up and down, your eyes would roll to the top of your head and your body twitching with pleasure, it was a new sensation that you wanted to experience over and over again.

suguru was already good at eating your pussy and having your toes curl along with squirting your brains out, but this piercing enhanced the feeling all the way. sometimes he couldn't even get through you riding his face because you would cum in two minutes, then be on the verge of finishing for the third time in the fifth minute.

he thought it was so cute though, whenever you would hold onto him during the day not saying anything hoping he would get the hint, and he couldn't even resist. suguru fucking loved eating you out, and if you were so horny for him to use his new tongue, then he was going to use it and make sure you were orgasmed out of your mind.

your favorite position was when he would push your thighs into your chest making you hold them and just eat the fuck out of your pussy, it felt so good it had you crying and whining, but did you ask him to stop? hell no, you took that shit like a champ.

your toes twitching and curling as the grip you had around your thighs were loosening as he continues to eat you out, he wasn't going to stop even if you were begging and your face was swelling from the tears, he was going to keep going until his tongue fell off.

his spit and your fluids dripping off his tongue as he looks up at you moaning, it was a view he never got tired of seeing, he loved seeing it, loved seeing the pleasure drip down your core. suguru could never imagine seeing someone else do the faces you do when his tongue is deep inside of you.

don't let this man put his fingers inside of you while he's slowly rubbing his tongue over your clit, the small ball of metal pressing gently against your clit every 2 seconds while his fingers pushed and curved up to your sweet spot.

it was like edging but instead of the pleasure stopping for a few seconds, the pleasure just kept going but in a different way, your body begging for his tongue to go back to your clit every time he rolls it down.

this is why he was your favorite eater, he knew what the fuck he was doing.

being in a relationship with two people meant you having to do things twice, load clothes in the laundry twice, cook twice because someone was extremely picky, get gifts twice, just doing things in pairs, but there was one thing you didn't have to do twice, and that was sucking dick.

both suguru and satoru loved feeling your warm mouth around their dicks, who wouldn't? you sucked dick, and you did it well, so sometimes foreplay would be you sucking dick while getting your pretty cunt played in, a win-win.

that was until your mouth got tired of having to be stretched out double the amount of time, so you, being the smarty-pants you were, improvised and started sucking them off at the same exact time and there were no complaints, if anything it felt better.

the both of them loved the feeling of having both of their dicks rubbing together inside your mouth, your tongue rubbing over their tips and sucking them while their pre-cum drips down your tongue into the back of your throat.

their hands rubbing over the others' thigh as suguru kisses satoru, you didn't mind though, it was all in good faith, it felt good for the three of you and shit got done easier, plus the feeling of having them force you to swallow double the load made you aroused.

your favorite thing to do to make it easier on yourself having to suck two dick at the same time was sixty nining while the both of them took turns rubbing down your pussy.

your mouth bobbing up and down on one cock while the other is being teased with the tip, the pre-cum leaking down onto your mouth and the shaft. the taste of having their sweet cum leak into your mouth as you moan from having their fingers slide in and out of you with ease.

it was so sexy watching your body jerk, trying to keep composure as you stuff their dicks down your throat and swallow their cum like the good slut they trained you to be. suguru rubbing his hand over your ass, he feels your throat clench around the base of his dick and satoru whimpering when he feels your thumb swipe back and forth over his sensitive dick.

“slow down… fuck.” satorus eyes squinting shut as he feels you apply pressure onto the tip of his dick and suguru moaning under his breath feeling your tongue roll around him, you were doing such a good job he was about to cum then and there, but he knew how much you loved and craved the both of them to cum in your mouth at the same time.

it turned you on knowing that both of their cum were mixing inside your mouth and down your throat as you swallowed, you were so good for them, doing this just so they could fuck you senseless right after.

they would finish so fast that you had to swallow and go back to sucking their dicks. even though it was foreplay, they just loved having you eat them up while they teased your pussy, one of them having a finger thrusting inside of you and the other rubbing your clit.

“look how wet you are… you like sucking dick? hm? while continuously thrusting a finger in and out of you. it was too much at times to the point where you would get distracted, but you still made them cum right down your throat.

suguru geto will go insane at the sight of you in lacy lingerie or stockings. maybe it's the way the fabric hugs your curves in all the right places. or perhaps it's the knowledge that you've gone out of your way to look this good for him.

whatever the reason, the effect is always the same: a sudden, overwhelming urge to tear those garments off your body and fuck you right then and there. and if you give him even the slightest sign that you're willing he'll pounce without hesitation.

within seconds, he'll have you pressed up against the wall, your skirts hiked up and his fingers buried deep inside you. his other hand will be tugging at your bra, freeing your breasts so that he can caress them, lavishing attention on your nipples until you're mewling.

and when he can stand it no longer, when he needs to feel you wrapped around him, he'll lift you up, impale you on his rock-hard cock, and fuck you senseless. each thrust building and building until you're on the edge.

and when you finally release, when you cry out his name and convulse around him, he'll follow suit, emptying himself inside you with a heavy groan.

and as you both catch your breath, limbs entangled and hearts pounding, he'll whisper sweet nothings in your ear, promising to worship your body whenever, wherever, however you please.

That old man actually has no effect on me any more

꒰୨୧꒱ — 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 !

꒰୨୧꒱ — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: geto x afab!reader

꒰୨୧꒱ — 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔. . .  this is my first fic on this blog and also my first jjk fic in my entire life so please go easy on me aha i tried to keep it relatively tame, but based on my plans for the future, this will not be a trend sjfigjsfgj. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated! ♡

there wasn’t anything special about your case; at least, that’s what suguru had thought when he picked up your request before he met you. before he met you, you were just another student trying to demystify the painfully enigmatic art of getting through college algebra. before he met you, he had already tagged this case as another charity stint — a good way to get brownie points with the dean’s office and the mathematics and natural sciences department. in fact, thinking of all his tutoring cases as community service made them somewhat palatable, if not a little forgettable. he was quite sure, at the time, that you’d be in and out — both of the tutoring center and his memory. such was the case with most of his other tutees, anyway. 

he hadn’t expected you to be… well, you — a pretty little thing, with your sweet smile and your wide doe eyes. on the first day, you’d stood out; you’d arrived at the tutoring center’s lobby in a short dress, knit cardigan, and coquettish makeup, as if every fiber of your being were bidding the spring a solid farewell. multiple heads had turned, including his, as you came up to the front desk and asked for one geto suguru for college algebra. you were eager for summer, suguru had learned as you broke the ice little by little, in part because you looked forward to visiting okinawa with your family, but also because you were eager to get your first semester out of the way. that much, you had in common with most of his other students — almost all of the ones seeking help in college algebra only took it as a depressing core requirement of whatever degree they were doing. you, specifically, were focusing on fashion design; that very vividly explained your attention to your looks. this mathematics class was a thorn in your side, a mandatory thing that was simply supposed to get you through later business-oriented classes in your degree program. for suguru, however, college algebra had become the perfect excuse from the moment he’d laid eyes on you. 

I have so much head to give

hand holding. face holding. cuddling. kissing. light finger tracing. forehead kisses. hand kisses. neck kisses. massages. hugs. skin touching. body warmth. physical affection.

WRITE IT!!! WRITE THAT SELF INDULGENT SHIT!!!

“What if we were normal about men” every time i walk past a man i send a psychic shockwave directly to their prostate just to remind them it’s there

men's prostates:

i can't get over the fact that suguru used past tense

「he was my best friend」

while satoru uses present tense

「my best friend found it... my one and only」

he spent over a decade under the impression that satoru was mad at him. that they were no longer best friends because he left.

「we got into a fight and, well...」

well, what, suguru? i don't think he even knows how to finish that sentence if he were saying it to himself.

but maybe he uses past tense because he himself removed the title from his name. maybe he didn't feel worthy enough to be gojo satoru's best friend.

maybe he thinks he knows satoru better than he actually does. because maybe sometimes there was a bitter taste on his tongue whenever he called his found home his family. thinking it would offend satoru. "we were your family" he could practically hear gojo say. maybe sometimes he turns to his family with a sad smile because he once used to turn around to see different people. the people he left to protect. what he was doing was for them. for satoru, for shoko, for nanami, for haibara, for amanai and kuroi. so he wouldn't have to watch them all drop like flies just like haibara did.

maybe he put the title on hold. until one day. until one day he could face satoru and tell him that they didn't have to be strong anymore. they could be weak and they could be together because there was nothing in the way anymore.

「trust? i thought that was something i lost a long time ago... at least curse me a little at my end」