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MDNI

After Sukuna being all soft taking your virginity, all so sweetly, let's just say after you got used to his big cock, he's been cruel.

Right now he has you in the tightest mating press slamming into you in his fluffy king mattress. Slamming into you like a mad man, his red angry tip rubbing on your cervix.

The stretch is immaculate, ever since he took your virginity, the sex has been getting better and better every time.

"Kunnnaaa!" You whine as he absolutely obliterates your insides. Your mushy walls are basically shaped like his vainy cock now. Every nerve in your now puffy pussy is extremely stimulated.

A bunch of thick tears roll down your face as he pulls the vibrator out of the drawer with one of his four hands. He pushes you into a tighter mating press after he puts the vibrator on your swollen clit.

Yeah you're in for a long night.

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A/N: Click the link for it to make a little more sense bc this is a prt 2, this is a drabble after the fic basically (does this make sense? 😭)

Damn this one gotta lot of likes thanks pooks

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One thing Satoru hates is when you call him "Gojo" not 'Toru or pretty boy. Gojo. When you call him Gojo he knows he's in trouble.

This time it's a really bad punishment. Well to him anyway. "Your on sex ban Gojo!" You yelled. This all started when you saw him talking to another girl.

It was nothing bad just giving her directions, but you took it the wrong way. That's what led to the sex ban.

"Baby pleaseee!" He begs. His cock throbbing. It's been a week, he's been begging so hard. His cock leaking with pre-cum. "Nope." You bluntly say.

Two weeks.

Holy fuck he's going crazy. He bought so many sex toys it could fill up a room. But it doesn't feel good as your pussy, your hands, the ways you use sex toys on him.

"Baby.."

"No."

You already know what he's gonna say. That's all he's talked to you about, well not talked about, more begged.

A couple hours later you're wet, he walked around shirtless with his muscles flexing. Probably his plan. You have been horny yourself though. At least you have the pride to last longer than him.

"Lets do it." You randomly go up to him and say. He quickly runs and picks you up. Instantly understanding, he practically ripped your clothes off. He usually likes to tease you or play with you.

But he can't control himself right now.

That's how you woke up sore, and barely able to move.

"Not my problem you're sore. Your the one who tortured me."

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-Fluff

-Smut

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I probably won't do masc readers maybe one day but I will be doing mostly fem unless I get a request!

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Um the toji one from the sexual tension??? On my knees begging for a full onee

Kisses ❤️🤤

Okayyy sure. Your wish is my command (●♡∀♡)...

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Read this (◕દ◕) and go to the Toji one! Its basically an elongated version of it.

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⯌Warnings

fem!reader, dom toji, a LOT of sexual gun play, teasing, degradation, edging, begging, aftercare, clit stimulation, begging, 'daddy' terms, cum eating, oral (f! receiving)

You had always been a sucker for dark, thrilling stories, but the book you recently got your hands on had done something different to you. One particular scene had been burned into your mind, refusing to let go. It had been filthy, raw—she had been at his mercy, his gun cold against her heated skin, teasing her, fucking her. It was dangerous. Forbidden. And yet, the idea of it had you pressing your thighs together every time it crossed your mind.

Maybe it was because you were ovulating, hormones making every little thing set you off, your body aching for touch. Or maybe it was just Toji.

Toji Fushiguro.

God, that man was a walking temptation. All rough edges and raw masculinity, exuding danger with every move he made. He was built like a predator—tall, strong, broad, and powerful, with a presence that commanded attention. His sharp green eyes, that teasing smirk, the deep rumble of his voice that sent shivers through your entire body—it was all too much. You swore you could stare at him for hours, drinking him in like he was something divine.

And tonight, he was even more intoxicating.

He had just come back from a job, the scent of gunpowder and sweat still clinging to him. His black shirt stretched across his broad chest, the fabric clinging to every muscle, every ridge and dip of his powerful frame. His arms, thick and veined, flexed as he adjusted the weapon in his grasp, the dark metal of the gun gleaming under the dim light.

You swallowed hard, unable to tear your gaze away.

It wasn’t just him that had your body heating up—it was the gun in his hand. The way his fingers curled around it, his grip strong, commanding. You could already imagine it against your skin, the cold steel dragging over your thighs, pressing between your folds, gliding through your slick heat. The thought alone sent a fresh wave of arousal pooling between your legs.

Your breathing grew heavier, chest rising and falling as you clenched your thighs together, desperate for relief. The air between you grew thick, electric, and when you dared to meet his gaze, you knew you had been caught.

Toji’s smirk widened. His sharp eyes darkened, amusement flickering behind them as he took slow, deliberate steps toward you.

He knew.

Of course, he fucking knew.

He had always been good at reading you, always one step ahead, always knowing exactly what you needed before you even said a word.

Lifting the gun slightly, he waved it in the air with a cocky tilt of his head.

"You want somethin’, doll?"

His voice was deep, smooth, laced with that dangerous amusement that sent a shiver down your spine. He was enjoying this—watching you squirm, watching you try to keep yourself together while your thoughts ran filthy with the things you wanted him to do.

Your lips parted, but no words came out. Your throat was dry, mind hazy, and all you could do was stare at him, at the gun, at the sheer dominance he exuded without even trying.

He chuckled, the sound low and dark, stepping even closer until his scent filled your senses.

"You keep lookin’ at me like that, sweetheart," he murmured, voice a husky drawl, "I’m gonna start thinkin’ you got somethin’ filthy on your mind."

Your breath hitched.

You did.

And from the way his gaze roamed over you, taking in every little reaction, every subtle shift of your body—he was ready to pull every single dirty thought right out of you.

Here's the continuation of your scene, diving deeper into the tension and build-up:

Your breath hitched at his words, your fingers twitching at your sides as heat burned through your body. You knew Toji was playing with you, drawing it out, making you squirm under his gaze. He loved watching you like this—flustered, needy, desperate without him even having to touch you yet.

Your mouth felt dry as you swallowed, trying to form words, but they died in your throat when Toji took another step closer. He towered over you, his presence suffocating in the best way, his sharp green eyes locking onto yours like he could see right into your mind.

Like he could already hear the filthy, desperate thoughts racing through your head.

He lifted the gun slightly, turning it between his fingers, his grip steady and effortless. The sight of it had your thighs clenching involuntarily.

“Oh?” Toji drawled, tilting his head. “What’s this now?” His smirk deepened when your breath shuddered, the way your body reacted giving you away completely. “This little thing got you all worked up, huh?”

Your face burned, but you couldn’t deny it. Not when your body was betraying you so obviously.

Toji exhaled a low chuckle, stepping in until your back hit the wall, his body caging you in. His scent was intoxicating—gunpowder, sweat, and something uniquely him. His free hand reached out, fingers tracing a slow path down your arm before stopping at your hip, gripping you firmly.

“Y’know, doll…” His voice was a quiet rumble, smooth and deliberate. “You keep squeezin’ your thighs like that, I might just have to see what’s got you so damn wet.”

Your breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping your lips before you could stop it. Toji’s smirk widened, his fingers digging into your hip, keeping you pinned in place.

“You want it, don’t you?” he murmured, bringing the gun up, running the cold metal along the side of your neck. A shiver shot down your spine at the sensation, the contrast of the cool steel against your burning skin making you tremble. “You’ve been thinkin’ about this all day, huh? Maybe even longer?”

Your lips parted, but your voice was barely above a whisper.

“Toji…”

That was all it took.

Something dark flickered in his eyes, his amusement turning into something heavier, something more dangerous. He ran the barrel of the gun down your throat, over your collarbone, tracing the curve of your body before stopping just above the swell of your breasts.

“You’re somethin’ else,” he muttered, his tongue running over his teeth as he took you in. “All hot ‘n bothered ‘cause of a damn gun. Fuckin’ filthy, baby.”

You bit your lip, your breathing uneven, body tensing in anticipation.

Toji pressed the gun lower, just below your navel, teasing. The weight of it sent a new rush of heat between your thighs, your body betraying you even more. You were soaked—he hadn’t even touched you properly yet, and you were already a mess for him.

Toji noticed. Of course, he did.

He let out a low chuckle, his grip on your hip tightening as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear.

“You’re lucky I like my girls filthy,” he murmured, voice rough and dripping with hunger. “Now, why don’t you be a good girl and spread those pretty legs for me?”

His words sent a shudder through your entire body, your knees nearly giving out as the anticipation threatened to consume you whole.

Toji pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, his smirk turning downright predatory as he tapped the gun lightly against your inner thigh.

“C’mon, doll,” he purred, eyes dark and hungry. “Let me see how bad you really want it.”

And fuck, you did.

Your breath came in short, shallow gasps, your chest rising and falling as Toji dragged the cold metal of the gun along your inner thigh. The contrast between the icy steel and the heat pooling between your legs had your entire body trembling. Your fingers twitched at your sides, desperate for something to hold onto, something to ground you—but he wasn’t going to let you have that kind of control. No, this was all him.

Toji exhaled another low chuckle, watching you like a predator toying with his prey. “Look at you,” he mused, his voice a deep, husky drawl. “Fuckin’ shaking, and I haven’t even done anything yet.”

You swallowed hard, your thighs squeezing together involuntarily—but Toji was quick. The gun pressed between them, forcing them apart with just enough pressure to make your breath hitch.

“Ah, ah,” he tutted, shaking his head. “That’s not what I asked, doll.” His eyes gleamed with something wicked as he gave a slight nudge, pushing the gun higher, teasing you. “I said, spread ‘em.”

A whimper escaped your lips before you could stop it. Your body obeyed before your mind even caught up, your legs parting just enough for him to slot himself even closer, for the gun to press even higher up your inner thigh.

“Good girl,” Toji praised, his smirk deepening. “See? That wasn’t so hard.”

Your head fell back against the wall, fingers curling into fists as he slowly—agonizingly—dragged the barrel up, up, up, stopping just short of where you needed it most. The anticipation was maddening, your body already dripping with need, aching for even the slightest bit of relief.

Toji tilted his head, watching your every reaction like he was memorizing them, like he was savoring the way you shivered, the way your body responded so perfectly to him.

“So damn needy,” he muttered, tapping the gun lightly against your soaked panties. “Bet you’re fucking soaked, huh?”

You bit your lip, trying to hold back a whimper, but Toji wasn’t having that.

“Words, doll,” he ordered, his voice dark and commanding. “Tell me.”

You exhaled shakily, barely able to think straight as the cold steel pressed against your core. “Y-Yeah…” you admitted, your voice small, breathy.

Toji let out a pleased hum, dragging the gun down, pressing just a little harder against your slit through the thin fabric. You twitched at the sensation, a soft gasp slipping past your lips.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his grip tightening around the weapon. “You really are drippin’, huh?” He let out a low, satisfied chuckle, like this was the best thing he’d ever seen. “Goddamn, baby, all this just from a little gunplay? You’re a real fuckin’ freak, ain’tcha?”

Your face burned, but the shame only made the arousal pool deeper in your stomach. You didn’t care. Not when he was looking at you like that, not when his voice was dripping with amusement and hunger.

Toji’s smirk widened as he leaned in, his lips barely brushing against your ear. “You want me to fuck you with it, don’t you?” he whispered, the words sending a violent shudder down your spine.

A desperate whimper escaped you, your entire body aching, throbbing.

He pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, eyes gleaming with wicked delight. “C’mon, doll,” he coaxed, pressing the gun more firmly against you. “Say it.”

Your breath hitched, your entire body trembling as you finally gave in.

“Yes,” you whispered, voice raw with need. “Please, Toji.”

That was all it took.

Toji let out a low, dark chuckle, his free hand reaching up to grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him. His thumb traced over your bottom lip, his expression filled with pure, unfiltered hunger.

“Fuckin’ filthy,” he murmured, eyes dark and hooded. “I fuckin’ love it.”

Without another word, he pulled the gun away, just for a second—before pushing your panties to the side, the cold metal pressing directly against your dripping folds.

A sharp gasp tore from your throat, your entire body jolting at the sensation. The cold steel, the weight of it, the sheer taboo of what was happening—it was all too much.

Toji let out a low groan, watching you squirm. “Shit, baby,” he muttered, pressing the barrel right against your swollen clit, dragging it up and down with agonizing slowness. “Look at you. So fuckin’ wet for me.”

Your head fell back, a whimper escaping your lips as he continued his slow, torturous movements.

“Let’s see just how much you can take, yeah?” Toji purred, voice thick with dark amusement.

And with that, he pressed the gun even lower, teasing your entrance—before slowly, deliciously, pushing it inside.

The air between you was thick with something heavy—something that made it impossible to think straight. Toji had you pinned, his body heat seeping into yours, his grip firm yet teasing, like he was daring you to break first.

You swallowed hard, your breath uneven as he tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. His smirk was lazy, knowing, like he was taking his time just to watch you unravel.

“You wanna act all shy now?” he murmured, voice deep and taunting. “After the way you were lookin’ at me? After sittin’ here, practically droolin’ over my gun?”

Heat bloomed across your skin, a mix of embarrassment and something far more dangerous. Toji saw it all—the way your thighs twitched, the way your fingers clenched like you didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Cute,” he muttered, running his thumb over your bottom lip. “But we both know better, don’t we?”

Your breath hitched as his grip on your wrist tightened, keeping you right where he wanted. His free hand ghosted over your thigh, his touch deliberate, teasing. Not quite giving you what you wanted—just reminding you that he could, that he was in control.

“You want me to play with you, don’t you?” His voice was low, dripping with amusement. “Wanted this all along.”

You bit your lip, heat pooling in your stomach.

Toji leaned in, lips brushing against your ear as he murmured, “Say it.”

Your heart pounded, the weight of his words settling over you. He wasn’t going to let you have this easy. He wanted to hear you admit it—to hear you beg.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, the scent of gunpowder and sweat filling your lungs.

“…Yes,” you whispered.

Toji smirked, his fingers tightening around your thigh. “That’s my girl.”

His grip shifted, his body pressing just a little closer, his breath hot against your skin. His touch was slow, deliberate, meant to drive you crazy—meant to make you crave him even more.

“We’re gonna have some fun tonight,” he murmured, his voice dark with promise.

And with that, he finally gave you what you’d been waiting for.

He thrusted his gun in and out at a quickening pace. The ridges on the gun hitting your sweet spots and you let out little whines. That only brought him to thrust it faster.

His thumb was rubbing quickening circles on your clit to bring you further to the edge. Then he randomly stops and you pout and let out a small whine. Your edge slowing fading away leaving you to throb and squirm as he leaves his thumb on your clit and his gun on your sweet spot pushing against it.

"Beg."

"Toji what?!" You angrily say. He lands a slap to your pussy with his free hand and you yelp. "Don't fucking give me attitude brat." For some reason it turned you more on and got you wetter.

He slaps you again and you moan louder. "You slut. This shit shouldn't turn you on but here we are. And back to what I said. Fucking beg. I didn't stutter."

He moves the gun slightly to tease you. And that was your breaking point. "Please, please, make me cum daddy, please." Your eyes glossed over as you said it in a cracked whiny voice.

"Good girl." He thrusts his gun once more. The ridges feeling better then ever. All those sweet spots you didn't know existed. You moan and squirm trying to get away from the overwhelming pleasure.

It's not like you actually want to get away though. You have a save word for that of course. He'd never want to hurt you.

He rubs your clit even faster and gun thrusts, you squirt and he quickly replaces his gun with his fingers. He pulls his fingers out and licks them. He absolutely loves your taste.

He needs more though. He dives down and spreads your folds with his fingers seeing the cum strings. "Messy girl." He mumbles before lapping your folds and clit.

You cum on his tongue one last time. He then brings you up holding you close and then pecks your lips. "I love you."

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Nanami Kento

Helping you cook

Lazy eat out after over time

his fav postion!!

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Satoru Gojo

“lets hope we don’t get caught..”

soft morning sexxxx

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Ryomen Sukuna

he just lovesssss tying you up while fucking you

hitting those nice places and squirting

guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks

He needs a taste

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Suguru Geto

Teasing you\ rubbing his dick on ur clit

sitting on his face

holding you by your thighs

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Toji Fushiguro

How he eats pussy

folding and fingering you

missionary (sorta)

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Choso Kamo

Rubbing that pussy

clit licking

You love it when he rubs your clit while he fucks you

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Shoko Leiri

matching lingere

taking care of her fav girl

holding a vibrator between the two of your puffy pussies

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Yuki Tsukumo

threesome with choso

super squirter

double sided dildo = double the pleasure

her rubbing ur clit

she's always a little wet in the mornings, and you don't mind when she grinds on you to relieve herself

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