When You Leave In The Morning W/out Waking The Jjk Guys

satosugu & their favorite lady ♡ poly head cannons

`⭐︎ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ bc who doesn't love when their two boyfriends are also bf + bf?

nsfw mdni; fem!reader, 3sum, anäl, dbl. penētration, oral, yaoi, use of pet names

poor suguru, having to work overtime to keep the two of you in check—your unyielding energy bounces off of satoru's childlike enthusiasm, creating quite an unhinged environment. and of course geto switches into dad-mode when it comes to y'all, but he wouldn't have it any other way...not willing to give up what he has, loving how silly his lovers are.

satoru’s definitely the physical touch lover while suguru handles words of affirmation: they take turns showering you in praise in the form of soft touches and gentle kisses while they removing your clothes, two sets of hands running up and down your soft skin.

this dynamic also manifests in public, with satoru being your go-to for steamy dancing and drunken make-out sessions in the middle of the club, while suguru sits observantly at a table off to the side.

when he finally feels that it’s time to go, he’ll join the two of you on the dance floor, his chest pressed flush with your back as you continue to lock lips with satoru. you grind against him, assuming he's finally joining in on all the fun. but his hands pull at your hips before running up your body and cupping the underside of your jaw, quite literally having to peel your mouth away from satoru's. "hey...wha- i wasn't done," you grumble. suguru only chuckles in response. "let's get outta here, you two..." he mumbles. satoru attempts to reconnect his lips with yours before a stern "satoru," rumbles from suguru's chest. your blue-eyed lover pouts, of course, before reluctantly agreeing.

suguru loves hitting it from the back while you suck satoru off, the sloppy sounds of both your holes filling the heady air the room as the three of you chase your releases

and of course, satoru would get creative and suggest a challenge, a little competition to see who finishes first, just for funsies; "bet i'd last the longest". he'd be so fucking smug about it, too. and nine times out of ten, you and suguru would create an alliance and work together to literally break satoru; not only does he finish first but he cums over, and over, and over again. you and sugu take turns bringing him to his breaking point, and after his third orgasm, he's begging to switch so he can get one of you off instead. but you just can't stop. and why would you? he just looks so pretty as his hips buck off the bed, sweat glistening on his skin with his flustered cheeks and swollen lips, while his body trembles with every gasping breath. you swear he does this shit on purpose, plotting for this outcome because he's been feeling super needy lately.

they just love pleasing their precious girl

you're straddling suguru, your forearms resting against his chest as your nails dig into his skin. satoru is pounding into you from behind, his hands anchored on your hips. he tucks his chin into his clavicle to watch as your gushing cunt sucks him in so greedily. suguru pulls your head down, your cheek resting against his shoulder as his fingers reach under you to play with your clit, sultry words of praise leaving his lips and going straight to your listening ears, "feels good, doesn't it baby? uh uh, don't move. keep takin' him...y'doin so good." you whimper as toru’s impressive length reaches unimaginable depths inside you, the sweet squelches of your needy pussy spurring him on as he drives into you even harder. sugu’s fingers keep working at your throbbing clit while you bite and suck on his neck, interrupted by the symphony of soft ahh’s and ooo’s falling from your swollen lips. a few more rough thrusts and rapid circles against your clit and you’re falling apart on satoru’s cock, spraying all over the their thighs. you gasp and whine when you feel satoru pull out, only for suguru to lift you up and quickly take his place, sheathing himself in your pulsing walls. “you ready, baby?” you glance over you shoulder, watching as satoru sucks his fingers into his mouth, a cheeky smirk on his face, your cock drunk brain too dizzy to respond. you nod, groaning at the feeling of his long, slender digits playing with your ass, dipping in to the second knuckle. satoru works to stretch you out in preparation for you to take them both. your face contorts at the dull ache. "look at me...focus on me, princess," suguru rasps, redirecting your attention to him as he slowly pumps in and out of your gummy walls. your nails scratch down his chest as you rest your forehead against his, breathing deeply in an attempt to relax your body for the inevitable stretch. you already feel so full, your pussy absolutely drenched, your arousal dribbling out around sugu’s girth, but you grow even wetter in anticipation for your two boyfriends to take you at the same time

and if you thought it would be a peaceful transition into sleep after y'all finish fucking, you would be sorely mistaken...the three of you constantly fight for the middle spot in the bed. correction, you and satoru are the ones bickering. as the two of you argue, suguru finds his place and waits for y'all to follow suit, and more often than not, it's suguru in the middle, laying on his back, as you and satoru tuck yourselves under each of his arms and curling into his side, legs thrown over his waist.

it's a very balanced relationship. the three of y'all have your designated nights to cook dinner, your assigned spots on the couch (though you occasionally fight over what to watch), a copasetic routine for showering, going to work, running errands together. and when one of y'all is out of town for work, the two left over keep each other company. it's perfect, a home full of love and laughter.

y'all loooove having threesomes, but sometimes it's too much logistically. and that's totally fine...nothing wrong with some one on one action, whether it be you and toru or sugu and you or the two men having their fun alone.

you arrive home, expecting to be entrapped in a double bearhug by your two boyfriends, only to hear moans and grunts echoing down the hallway. you laugh to yourself as you make your way upstairs. opening the bedroom door, you're greeted by a smiling suguru being topped off by his blond counterpart. "hey baby, how was work?" he asks casually, not even acknowledging the fact that he's actively getting head. you smile softly, walking to the edge of the bed and placing a gentle peck on suguru's waiting lips. "mmm, it was a pretty rough shift...i'm gonna go take a long, hot shower," you reply, exhaustion evident in your voice. satoru sits up, continuing to jerk suguru off. with his free hand, he wipes the spit from his chin, grinning ear to ear as you lean in to kiss him, too. "you sure you don't wanna join us?" "not right now, toru, but i might when i get out," you smile as you walk to the dresser, grabbing a change of clothes before heading toward the master bathroom. you turn back around to face the two of them, giggling at the disappointed looks on their faces. when the door closes, the wet sounds and breathy moans fill the bedroom once more. but of course, not even five minutes into your peaceful shower, your back is pressed up against the tile wall as satoru's tongue laps at your throbbing clit. "this is the best way to decompress, baby," he says before his fingers dip into your core and his lips reattach to your sensitive bud. "f-fuck, toru...feels s'good..." as you surrender to the bliss, you hear the bathroom door open and close. seems like suguru was feeling left out. so much for your alone time, huh?

loneliness is no longer apart of the equation for you. after years of failed relationships and agonizing heartbreaks, you have finally found peace, your yin and yang. you have your boys, and they have you.

author notes: stsg has had me in a fuckin chokehold recently so i had to get this outta my head. i just rly rly want two boyfriends so so bad and i want my two boyfriends to also be boyfriends. ugh. is that too much to ask? ♡

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𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐒

With: Satoru Gojo, Sukuna Ryomen, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, and Choso Kamo

CW: slight fem! coded reader, chasity cages, masochism/small amount of impact play, subspace, frottage, pegging/bottom m! characters, bottom! reader, bondage, non sexual submission, dedgration, use of names "whore, slut, dog, pathetic", choking, breeding, punishments, face slapping, gags, drool, marking

WC: 2.2k

A/N: I have been wanting to make this for soooooo long. Just for me to kinda info dump on you guys how I see them. I will def do a part two with aged up! characters, but I know a lot of ppl arent into that, so I decided to split them up <3

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

— Satoru Gojo is the whinest, neediest person on this list. He constantly wants your attention and gets easily peeved when you look away from him, even for a second. Also has the highest sex drive, so he is constantly scouting for places to have quickies — he can't help but want to take a break from the real world.

— He is pretty vocal, starting off with grunts and breathless pants until he gets closer to cumming, and his breaths turn into high-pitched whimpers. He also has a thing for begging and being obnoxiously loud sometimes, but it's all for show, and he only does it so that you give him more attention.

— Punishments usually are chastity. Going two weeks without sex makes him lose his mind, and by day six, he is pawing at you or grinding his clothed cock against you. It's cute, but it usually doesn't last long, considering the two of you will occasionally be in public when he gets especially needy. He's not ashamed to subtly rub himself against you.

— I think this is a debated subject a little bit, but I actually think the Satoru has a preference for to bottom! It doesn't always have to involve pegging. Sometimes, he just likes heated makeout sessions while you simultaneously thrust a toy in and out of him. It makes everything more sensitive for him, and he always lets the cutest little mewls into your mouth.

— I do think he has a thing for pain. Not a super big one, but his eyes may roll back if you leave scratch marks down his back, and he may one time or another ask you to step on his cock. He likes how airheaded it makes him feel — his whole body seems to be on fire from the pain, and it's all that he can think about. It's when he is in pain that he actually lets out moans rather than whimpers from when he is in pleasure.

— Gojo is definitely willing to try a multitude of things and has actually done a lot of research on different things. So, the two of you have done a variety of kinky roleplays and bought too many toys.

— He also has a massive thing for intimacy, likes to be touched constantly, or his hands need to be on you in some way or another. Even if you are mean to him (as he asks), he likes it when you somehow find a way to incorporate something that shows you love him.

Likes: kissing, impact play, roleplay, slight exhibition, anal play, mirror sex, light degredation, objectification.

Dislikes: chastity cages, orgasm denial, edging, when you tell him that you are too busy.

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍

— Sukuna is by far the least submissive man on this list. He makes you work hard for his submission. It is something that needs to be worked for, something to strive for. So, it may take hours for him to finally unravel and bare his neck to you. And even when he does, he may still bark insults because he likes seeing you mad.

— He is vocal in that he never seems to stop talking. He constantly wants to egg you on to see how far he can push you. But as long as you remain level-headed, you will have the upper hand. The second your temper gets the better of you, Sukuna will be back to basically bullying you.

— When you do slowly and carefully ease him into submission, using specific words that will not hurt his pride, he is overall pretty good. He is very needy in the aspects of his pleasure and a bit of a pillow prince, but not horrible. 

— Moans and grunts are only released after you work hard for them. But they are cute nonetheless, low and pitch, but occasionally if you pinch his nipples or lightly slap his cock, a broken whine falls from his lips. But dont comment on the cute sounds, or he will bite his lip for the rest of the session just to spite you.

— The thought of "punishments" makes Sukuna laugh, so he doesn't technically get punished very often. Although, an easy way for him to fall into the subspace is through an intense amount of sickly sweet praise. He hates that being called a "good" or a "sweet" boy makes his head turn to mush.

— Like said before, he is pretty selfish in bed (lol). He wants the attention to be on him 24/7. He wants to be touched as much as possible and to have as much orgasms as he can. So, if you ask him to return the favor, he may grumble just a little bit before getting to his task. But you dont mind it too much, since his pouting is quite cute.

— Bondage is a surprising turn-on for Sukuna. You tied his arms and legs up one time and even put a blindfold on him, and instant lucky he was so turned that pre began to leak from his cock. It only happens on rare occasions, considering it is a little overwhelming for him, but the noises he lets out are beautiful.

Likes: bondage, praise (never admits it), overstimulation, nipple play, when you refer to him as "Lord Sukuna", making you do all the work.

Dislikes: degredation, giving head, exhibition, when you try to bring your sex roles into your day to day life, edging.

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

— Nanami is a living, breathing service sub, and I will never change my mind about this. I think he incorporates it into your day-to-day life as well, whether it be preparing you a bath, cooking you food, or anything that will get him the "You are so sweet, Kento, I love you." that makes his cheeks twinge red.

— That being said, when you are the one pleasuring him, he gets all stiff and nervous. His body flushes a dark shade of red, and he squeezes his eyes shut while trying to hold back his small whimpers. It takes him a couple of minutes to relax because he enjoys the affection, but all the attention on him makes him slightly nervous.

— But the second he is kneeling in front of you with his head in between your thighs, he is as confident as ever. Although he keeps a straight face, whenever he hears your moans from his work, he swears if he had a tail, it would be wagging profusely. Nothing gets him more excited than hearing that he is pleasing you.

— Non-sexual submission is also something he practices at home with your approval. As said before, he will take on chores just to please you and often will kneel in front of you just so you can praise him. It makes all the stresses of his day-to-day life melt away when you treat him so kindly, and he will oftentimes fall asleep to you murmuring how good he is for you.

— Kento doesn't get punishments often because he never really deserves punishments. But, sometimes he will overwork himself, and when he comes home exhausted, you are the one to pamper him instead, which he finds incredibly embarrassing. Washing his hair for him in the bath and massaging his tight muscles always leaves him so confused because, on one hand, he loves it, but he also is asking to return the favor almost every second because it just feels unnatural to him.

— When he doesn't feel like having sex but is still feeling submissive, he will just kneel in front of you while you sit on the couch. It makes him feel comforted and safe, especially when you pet his hair. He usually doesn't talk much when he is in the subspace, so you have to guess his needs, considering he will always just follow what you say without a doubt in mind.

— He is also very intimate and wants everything to be done out of love. Soft touches are essential to him, and even just vanilla sex, most of the time, really does it for him. He just wants to show how much he loves and appreciates you all the time :(

Likes: praise, giving head, soft touches, gentle handjobs, kneeling, nonsexual submission, light objectification.

Dislikes: when the attention is on him completely, impact play, degradation, blindfolds, punishments

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

— In the bluntest way possible and exactly how almost everyone sees him, Toji is a massive brat. He is a kinda do what he wants type of man but then expects you to accommodate for his bratty behavior. Also would be really into being your sugar baby if you do have money.

— He is a top through and through, but he prefers you to ride him. Likes it when you choke him, too, makes him feel lightheaded and woozy while he gazes up at you with near hearts in his eyes.

— You find out pretty early on that he is into face-slapping. It was just in the spur of the moment when you struck him across the face when he tried to taunt you, and suddenly that man went eerily silent while he traced his burning cheek with wide eyes. You didn't ask before you did it again, and the second time, he had cum from the sensation.

— Likes his partners a little mean and harsh. It keeps it entertaining, and following a strict set of guidelines is incredibly difficult for him, so he often gets punished for it. But still, when the punishments get so bad that even he finds them unpleasurable, he will follow your rules (that sometimes lead into his daily life) without too much of a fuss.

— He doesn't make much noise, apart from his hisses of pain from punishments. His breaths do get quicker when he is close to orgasming, and a cracked whine may be let out when you overstimulate him. Other than that, he is relatively quiet, and instead, he shows that he is in pleasure by his eyes rolling back and his legs occasionally twitching. It's cute.

— Back to the mean partner thing, he does love degrading. When you say things so mean, he gulps and has to look away from the harshness of your stare. Toji likes to be called a variety of nicknames like whore, slut, dog, skum, and pathetic. And whenever he hears them, he just lets out a low laugh and shakes his head, but blood rushes straight to his groin.

— He doesn't want it to be super intimate unless he is in a deep, committed relationship with you. So, in the beginning, he may not want to kiss you that often or want to be held, but if/when he falls for you, you better give this man the best aftercare EVER!!!! He will engulf you in a hug and not let you go, whether you like it or not.

Likes: dedgredation, choking, riding him, spitting in his mouth, minimum bondage,.....breeding

Dislikes: anal play, sickly sweet praise, anything too romantic if you guys are in a new relationship

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

— The universal token sub of the JJK fandom !!!! He is adorable and super well-behaved but a little bit needy. He wants to be loved and praised, pampered even. It's cute, though, and you dont mind spoiling him because he is well-behaved.

— He is very puppy-coded, but not in the way of how energetic he is, more so in the way he is constantly looking for your approval. Constantly asking if he is doing alright and if you feel good. But he also gets so shy and nervous no matter how many times you have done it. He just likes you so much he can't help but be embarrassed when his heart seems pounding out of his chest!

— Likes to be kissed a lot, everywhere if possible. Marking is a huge thing for him, and he will hundred percent whimper whenever you leave a hickey on him. But he can never wait to go to the bathroom afterward so that he can see all the places you marked him, wearing the biggest blush on his face but completely content. It shows that you love him, and the reassurance sends his head spinning.

— Choso also likes oral, both receiving and giving. Although he does have a preference of receiving just because whenever he sees you in between his legs, he thinks it is the hottest thing ever. And your mouth always does such wonderful things, so he can't help but grab onto your hair and moan out. But he is always excited to return to the favor and is very passionate about his "work."

— The curse is unbelievably loud. To the point where you were shocked when you first heard him and thought he was faking it. Because he isn't very talkative in everyday life so hearing his loud gasp and shaky whimpers every time you touch him is such a treat. Although he may wake the neighbors with how loud he moans when he cums…

— Which brings us to the use of gags! He both hates and loves them, but you find him the prettiest with drool rolling down his chin. The dark-haired man always tries to talk with one in his mouth, but it always comes out gargled and makes him cry from humiliation. But as long as you kiss him and reassure him that he looks very cute with it on, he won't whine too much.

— The mere idea of a punishment nearly sends him into a panic attack. The idea of you being upset with him for something makes him want to splutter out a handful of apologies until you forgive him. You can't even try to degrade him because it truly will make him cry and plead for you to let him get back in his good graces. So he always is on his best behavior, which is never hard for him.

Likes: Praise, hickies, gags, slight humiliation, "good boy", oral, blindfolds, and hanjobs while kissing

Dislikes: Punishments, degradation, impact play, overstimulation, neglect play

Those ears are ✨sensitive✨ 👀 🖤

Quick Husk I did for one of the chapters of "An exact anatomy of the (ir)redeemable mind"

Kaiju No.8 Scenarios: How They React to Fem! S/o Overheating During Combat

Featuring: Soshiro Hoshina and Gen Narumi

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Soshiro Hoshina

Even if he was the Vice Captain of Third Division he knew he couldn’t make every miracle come true. He knew someone would be hurt as soon as he arrived to location that called for backup, the location where your group had found unarmed civilians in the middle of a Kaiju attack. He knew you would do something reckless but he wasn’t expecting this, you’d exceeded your suit’s limit, your combat power was still active despite the restrictions being forced back onto your suit.

“Okonogi, status report! I’m two blocks out from (Y/n)’s last pinned location.”, Soshiro yelled into the comm line.

The eerie silence that followed left him feeling much more anxious than before, “Surveillance drones have located her group, honju threat has been neutralized but (y/n)’s suit isn’t cooling down! She’s overheating, body temperature is rising and she’s not listening to my orders to release her combat power.”

Soshiro could feel his blood running cold, it’s been over thirty minutes since you called in to release your combat power restrictions, if you’ve been like this for well over the ten minute limit than you were closer to the brink of death than those actively fighting kaijus. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and sped up his pace, bounding over buildings and rooftops to get to you as fast as he could. He noticed your group from afar, your two cadets slowly moving towards you with their hands raised while you had your sword pointed directly at them. You were hallucinating from the pain and fever, you panted desperately for breath but your lungs couldn’t hold anything. Everything was a blur, every sound set you off, and it hurt. It all hurts so much you can’t bare it, blood is spilling from your tearducts from the fever and blood is slowly beginning to creep up your throat.

“(Y/n)!”, A voice shouted to you, managing to make it into your swirling train of thoughts.

The blurry image of someone with dark violet hair coming in from the sky was enough to gain your attention. Izumo quickly grabbed hold of your blade and twisted your wrist forcing you to let go just as Soshiro landed a few feet away from you.

“(Y/n), it’s me. You recognize my voice don’t you?”, Soshiro’s voice was soft, he wanted to scold you but he could tell you weren’t in your right mind, “Honey I need you to let go, you’re not in danger anymore. You saved everyone here, I need you to just relax, can you do that for me?”

Soshiro wasn’t sure if anything he was saying was getting through to you but the fever had taken its toll on you forcing you to faint. He noticed the way your eyes rolled back before you started to collapse, he caught you in his arms and yelled for medics to get to his location immediately. He didn’t care about the two cadets or about the civilians, you were hurt! You were bleeding and your body was practically cooking itself from the inside out!

“Don’t you dare die on me, not like this. You better not leave me or I’ll hate myself.”, he mumbled against your deaf ear.

Soshiro refused to give you up to anyone until medics had arrived to save you, your fever was catastrophically high so you had to be flown to the closest emergency hospital in order to be treated. Soshiro wasn’t happy, not in the slightest, his eyes were open and showed nothing but rage and fear. He vented all of his frustration out on the remaining yoju in the vicinity and raced to the hospital as soon as he felt a bit more relaxed and level headed. Thankfully you were saved just in time, your fever wasn’t to high that it couldn’t be controlled, the doctors administered IV fluids into your body and kept your room colder than most to help reduce your bodyheat. You were also placed on an oxygen concentrator to try and aide your lungs that suffered the most during your overheat. Thanks to the aggressive treatment you were saved, a week later you were returned to the base fresh and healthy again thanks to the work of the doctors but your Lover refused to ler you go back out on missions.

“Oh come on Hiro, at least let me go out and fight some small size yonju.”, you whined to him watching him suit up for a mission.

He turned to look at you with his cheeky little smile and slowly stalked towards you, “What did the doctors say?”, he hummed playfully, opening his eyes so you could see the murderous glint in them.

You sighed in defeat and returned to your paperwork, “No extreme physical activity for at least two weeks.”

Soshiro laughed at your pouty expression and leaned in to steal a kiss from your plump lips, “That’s right sweetheart, and as your wonderful boyfriend I’ll ensure that restriction gets followed and I’ll add on an extra week for you insubordination.”

“Soshiro!”, you whined, he couldn’t help the playful laugh that spilled from his chest your reaction was just to funny.

“Don’t miss me to much, I love you, see you soon.”, Soshiro waved goodbye as he bolted out the room.

“At least give me a goodbye kiss!”, he could hear you whine from the office, well maybe a few heated kisses wouldn’t hurt. He still technically had about ten minutes before departure. Yeah maybe a few kisses was okay, for good luck.

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Gen Narumi

Never did he think a competition would meeting you to this, you were drenched in kaiju blood and your eyes were black voids compared to the normal glistening gems he always enjoyed staring into. Your combat power had been rising exponentially during this fight against a hydra type kaiju, stubborn thing wouldn’t die and it’s regeneration rate was a nuisance. The more you cut, the more grew, until eventually it was to much but your mind and body were power hungry and nothing would calm you down.

“(L/n) stand down now, that’s an order from your captain!”, Gen yelled at you over the comms but you didn’t even react.

One of the heads lunged at you which drew a wicked smile across your face. You were a blades specialist just like Hoshina and you thrived on the thrill of close combat fights.

“Captain Narumi, (Y/n)’s CP has stopped at 87%. She’s overexerting herself and her timer is about to go off, she’ll be a sitting duck if we don’t do something soon.”, Hasegawa explained firing his machine guns along the neck of the beast.

For the moment it was enough to force you to back away but your eyes darted along the body of the kaiju as if looking for something. Gen clicked his tongue in annoyance noticing what you were doing, “She’s looking for the core.”, he growled, “(Y/n) I said stand down! Back away and get to the medics right now!”

Gen loved you to bits, he really did, you were his equal in every sense of the word but he could never surpass you in stubbornness. He watched you charge at the kaiju with little emotion on your face, your blades elongated against your back and you smiled with a sense of freedom despite the blood spilling from your nose. Every fiber of your being burned but your mind was clear, you could do this.

“Reaching critical, cancellation of combat power release commencing. Seek medical attention immediately, organ failure eminent.”

Your suit’s functions played across the comm lines but even so you didn’t back down, “Just a bit more! A bit more!”, you purred, spitting up blood.

“Hasegawa get ready to catch (Y/n), I’m slamming my bayonet into her and sending her flying your way. She won’t stop until she’s dead.”, Gen hissed, firing several shots at various parts of the hydra kaiju to protect you.

“Understood, I’ll provide you cover fire until you can get to her.”

Gen leapt off of the building he’d been watching from and raced down to catch you before your body shut down on you. That’s when he noticed it, your combat power had just barely reached 90% as you drove your swords along the underbelly of the creature, emerging on the other side of the beast with its impaled core perched on your blade. The kaiju imploded, spraying guts and material everywhere, Gen landed just behind a car which kept him safe from the carnage. He quickly rushed out to get you, “(Y/n)! (Y/n)!”, he shouted, scanning the area for you.

“Gen?”, a weak voice called out to him.

Atop a pile of concrete slabs you sat like a tired child, you looked pale and dazed. Gen rushed to your side allowing you to lean against his chest for support, “Don’t close your eyes Doll. Look at me, we’re gonna get you to a medic and everything’s gonna be okay. (Y/n) do you hear me?”

“M’tired.”, you sigh.

“I don’t give a rat’s ass. Listen to me and don’t knock out, c’mon talk to me. Rub it in my face that you won our bet.”, Gen yells, had it been anyone else he would’ve just sounded mean but you could hear the desperation in his voice.

“Hee loser.”, you laughed finally letting your eyes fall shut.

Oh you were so going to get it now! Gen rushed you to medics himself just to make sure you survived this. No one dared to stop him and even once medics had you in the healing pod it wasn’t enough to douse his worry. Gen never had people that his heart latched on to, he didn’t remember his parents, he didn’t remember anyone from the orphanage, all he had was you.

“Please…(Y/n) baby, please make it out of this.”, Gen begged softly, resting his forehead against the glass of your pod.

A few days passed before any word of you managed to reach his ears, someone informed him you were awake and he rushed to see you as soon as he returned from his mission. He almost slipped skidded towards the door, he was happy to open the med bay only to see your pod empty. “What the hell?”, he huffed, Gen quickly pulled out his phone and called you hoping to hear a response.

“Hello?”

“(Y/n) where are you? The doc’s said you were awake but you’re not here!”

Your laugh echoed over the call, “I’m in your office playing video games, Hasegawa grounded me from mission for a week so I’m here beating your levels in Monster Hunter!”

“I will kill you if you die and lose my progress.”, Gen growled, his eyes glowing with rage towards your betrayal.

“Oh no I’m losing, if only a bratty egomaniac could save me.”, you faked a whine only to hear the rushing steps of your lover on the line.

You were in for an earful but at least you could spend some actual quality time with him. You did win the bet afterall.

being pinned down by a guy?? absolutely not.

being straddled by a guy?? ...well...

pornstar!satoru gets into camming because he loves the instant gratification of people doting on him in real time.

pornstar!satoru doesn’t even charge a damn thing, he doesn’t need the money—just hooks up a lovense toy or two to his stream and lets his viewers go crazy with the remote controls.

pornstar!satoru will overstimulate himself to a point of delirium because all of his viewers deserve a turn to make him cum, right?

pornstar!satoru who gets to his breaking point, can barely speak through the cumdrunk daze he’s in, but sees your name join the chat and ask if you’re too late.

pornstar!satoru who is bawling by the time you’ve made him cum another two times—he’s cumming dry, full-body orgasms sending him so stupid that all he can say is your name.

pornstar!satoru who very quickly turns a cam session meant to include everyone into a concert of your praises—god is he whipped.

and probably sex addicted, at this point.

The commander is now cold towards you (Lute x reader)

My note: It's not a long fic, it's a short fic. Actually, I'm thinking of writing demetrius desmond X reader from spy X family, so... I just wrote this because it's been on my mind for a long time, I use translate, so I may miss mistakes from time to time

Synopsis: The commander is now cold towards you, She trying to push you away to avoid pain if something happens to you.

Warning(?): In the first part, Lute's dream contains sexual innuendos and a swear word or two. Nothing

fic series : The favorite one! Lute x reader

“Lute” you mumbled as Lute kissed your neck, You two were naked, your clothes were on the floor, kisses and all… over because she just heard the sound of the alarm and woke up, “fuck.” That's all she said, dream feel so real, but it wasn't real.

She had to continue her cold behavior towards you. She didn't want to lose someone close to her again, she couldn't. In conclusion... She tried to ignore that dream today. Even though she's been having these kinds of dreams for a long time, it's a bad habit, but her subconscious probably wanted you around. As usual you were around her as her assistant but just now it was different, she kept sending you for something, buy coffee, you brought the coffee and she said it was wrong, repeated at least 3 times. Then she said she wanted sweets and sent you to buy sweets many times, you found this strange Lute didn't like sweet things. Still you didn't question. You did.

In fact, she was like this all day long, she didn't keep you around, the person you worked with, the person I was loyal to, was kind of cold towards you, she was quieter today. No mention is made of what Sera did, what happened, or the stupidity of the exorcists. It felt a little bad, had something happened? Or did you do something wrong?

The same thing was happening for a week, and as a result, you had to talk to Lute somehow. You had to change the pen that Lute wanted you to buy, constantly saying it was wrong, and finally you came with the correct red pen, you talked without her speaking. "Sir-" Lute interrupted your conversation without even looking at your face. "not now y/n" you ignored what she said "I'm sorry-" lute who was reading the paperwork looked at you in surprise "What?" You continued your conversation "I'm sorry if I did something to hurt you... I-" Lute interrupted you "You didn't... You can't" she spoke unexpectedly calmly. "So why are you trying to push me away?" She frowned and got angry. You shouldn't have understood this so easily, she can't say she's in love with you! "I don't-" Lute said quietly "-It's just... You're making a mistake and I want you to fix it, you must have misunderstood." She didn't say anything more and went back to work.

Actually, she thought a lot at home, maybe... She should have given permission, it would be nice to be friends with someone again... Being alone was painful, not talking to anyone... She changed her decision at that moment, she wants you. Stay her friend or be her wife, that's her new want to strive for.

extra :

Tomorrow, everything went back to normal, as if Lute hadn't been acting weird towards you for weeks.

"Sir-" Lute interrupted, "Come and do half the paperwork yourself. Do" she said sounding angry, although... That... It meant she forgave you.

Cock Block

masterlist!

synopsis: from what she could tell, Joel didn’t mean to be as annoying as he was. But after all, he was a father through and through, and what is a father if not a massive cock block? (18+ themes ahead!)

pairings: ellie williams x reader

Ellie was a decent romantic when she wanted to be—she knew you liked star gazing, knew you liked a bonfire, knew that one time when she and Joel were out on patrol and found a bag of marshmallows and something called ‘pre-made s’mores,’ and knew that the face you had made when she had offered a ‘s’more’ and then tried it was a face so beautiful she never wanted to forget it. 

So naturally she planned a whole night. Just you and her, a bonfire in Joel’s backyard, a blanket, some slightly stale s’mores, and the comfortable knowledge that Joel would be out with Tommy and Maria until well past midnight. 

She had been so excited, her hands up your shirt, un clipping your bra as your own hands tangled in her short hair, her lips moving hungrily against yours. Your breath hitched as she trailed her kisses lower down your jaw and neck, her fingers dancing along your waist, the warmth of the fire flickering across her flushed skin. 

And then—

CLANG. 

The sound of metal dropping against concrete shattered the moment. Ellie froze. You froze. Both of you turned your heads just in time to see Joel, standing awkwardly by the back door, a set of tools spilled out at his feet. 

“The hell are y’all doin’?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, and Ellie swore under her breath. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” She shot back, scrambling to sit up and subtly smoothing down your shirt. 

Joel scratched the back of his neck, entirely oblivious (or just choosing to ignore) the murder in Ellie’s eyes. “Tommy’s got a busted sink. Though I left my wrench set back here.” He bent down, picking up the tools one by one. “Didn’t mean to—uh—interrupt,” 

“You always interrupt,” Ellie muttered. 

Joel paused, looking up with that signature dad squint. “What was that, young lady?” 

“Nothing,” Ellie mumbled, running a hand down her face. 

Joel finally gathered his tools, gave you both a nod, and disappeared back inside. The second the door clicked shut, Ellie groaned, collapsing onto your lap. 

“I swear to god, he’s got some sixth sense for this shit,” she whined. “He wasn’t even supposed to be here!”

You giggled, running your fingers through her hair. “Maybe he just wanted to make sure we weren’t burning the house down.” 

Ellie peeked up at you, deadpan. “Yeah? Well, the only thing on fire here is my frustration.”

——————————

You and Ellie had been curled up on the couch, a rare moment of peace between the two of you with patrols and chores. A movie—one of the few that Ellie liked—played in the background, but neither of you were paying attention. Ellie’s hands were resting dangerously low on your hips, your lips against her neck, trailing soft, open-mouthed kisses that sent shivers down her spine. 

She exhaled sharply, tilting her head back to give you more access. “Ellie,” you murmured, gripping her tank top and tugging her closer. 

“Yeah?” Her voice was low, breathy. Her fingers started sliding beneath the waistband of your jeans—

The front door creaked open. 

“Ellie?” 

You practically leapt off the couch, the two of you scrambling to look as normal as possible. Joel stood in the doorway, taking off his jacket, completely unaware of the moment he had just ruined. 

Ellie gritted her teeth. “Joel.” 

Joel furrowed his brows. “What?”

Ellie forced a tight smile that he definitely could tell was painfully not real. “Didn’t you say you were going to the bar?” 

“Yeah, but I forgot my hat.” He walked right past you both, grabbing his old, worn out stupid cowboy hat from the kitchen table. “Y’all are actin’ weird.” 

You cleared your throat, cheeks burning. “Nope. Just—watching a movie.” 

Joel squinted at the TV, where a paused scene of some Star Wars movie was frozen on the screen. He hummed, clearly not convinced. “Your aunt know you’re out here messin’ around?” 

“Yes sir,” You said with a mock salute, and he nodded, not saying anything as he adjusted his hat and headed back out. 

The second the door closed, Ellie buried her face in her hands. 

“This is a curse,” she muttered. 

————————————

It had been an exhausting day—long patrol back weather, and a particularly nasty clicker encounter. By the time you and Ellie got back to Jackson, all either of you wanted was a hot shower. 

Ellie, being the ever-so-generous girlfriend, had offered to let you go first. But the second you stepped into the steaming water, she apparently decided that waiting was overrated. 

“Mind if I join?” Ellie’s voice called through the bathroom door, a teasing lilt to it.

You barely had time to register what was happening before the door creaked open and Ellie stepped inside, a wicked grin on her face. “Saves water, y’know. Gotta do our part for the environment.” 

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t stop the way your heart pounded as she started pulling off her shirt, eyes roaming her toned torso. “Uh-huh. Despite the climate change problem being solved by the world ending, that’s very responsible of you.” 

She winked, stepping toward the shower. “Just doing my civic duty.” 

Her hands were on the clasp of her bra when—

Knock, knock, knock. 

“Ellie, you in there?”

Joel. 

Ellie let out a strangled groan. “Are you serious right now?” 

The door handle jiggled, and Ellie yanked her shirt back on in frustration. “What, Joel?” 

“You left your damn jacket on the porch. It’s rainin,’ and I ain’t about to have you gettin’ sick.” 

Ellie pinched the bridge of her nose. “Joel, I do not care about my jacket right now.” 

There was a long silence. 

“You, uh… you decent?” 

Ellie turned to you, her expression pure suffering. You just bit your lip, suppressing a laugh. 

“Yes, Joel. I’m decent.”

The door cracked open just enough for him to toss the damp jacket inside before it shut again. 

“You’re welcome,” Joel called before his footsteps faded down the hall. 

Ellie just stood there for a moment, hands clenched into fists at her sides. “I swear to god—”

You patted her arm sympathetically. “We have the worst luck.” 

She let out a dramatic sigh, climbing into the shower behind you. “This is beyond luck. This is divine intervention.” 

——————————

It had officially become ridiculous. 

Ellie was done playing it cool. Done brushing it off as bad timing. Done with the constant interruptions. 

So when she finally managed to get you alone in her room, with the door locked, no patrol duties, no chores, and no Joel anywhere in sight—she took full advantage. 

She had you pressed against the bed, her lips moving feverishly against yours, fingers slipped up the hem of your shirt.  You moaned into her touch, hands gripping her hoodie as she pressed you impossibly further into the mattress. 

Fucking finally. 

And then—

Knock, knock, kncck!

Ellie froze. 

Your eyes widened in horror. “No. No way.” 

“Ellie?” 

Ellie let out a guttural, borderline inhuman noise. 

“I swear to god, Joel, if you—”

“You left the lights on in the kitchen,” Joel called through the door. “Electricity ain’t free, kiddo.” 

Ellie pulled away from you, running both hands down her face. “We live off hydroelectric power—it is free.” 

There was a brief pause. 

“You better not be doin’ anything stupid in there.” 

“Joel,” Ellie growled. 

You bit your lip, trying not to laugh as Joel continued. 

“You got protection, at least?” 

“OH MY GOD.” Ellie practically launched herself off the bed. “Joel, we can’t even get pregnant!”

Silence. Then, Joel muttered, almost to himself—

“Knowin’ you, I think a miracle could happen.” 

Ellie gaped at the door, hands raised in pure, unfiltered exasperation. “You are literally, clinically insane.” 

“Just sayin’.” 

Ellie banged her forehead against the door. “Do you have some plan to make sure I get no action until I’m forty!?”

“Alright, alright. Y’all be safe.”

His footsteps retreated down the hall. 

Ellie turned back to you, looking completely, utterly done. You just stared at her, then burst into laughter. 

“This isn’t funny,” she whined. 

“It’s very funny.” 

Ellie flopped onto the bed beside you, staring at the ceiling. “I’m moving out. I’m gonna build a cabin in the woods. No dads allowed.”

You grinned, leaning over to kiss her. “I’ll visit.” 

She turned her head to look at you, eyes softening just a little. “…you better.”

—————————————

Ellie got some action next Thursday at 3:43 p.m. while Tommy and Joel had gone out on a fishing trip. When you found Ellie’s journal opened to a page with a sketch of your face, you saw it read; ‘mmmm, sweet victory! Pussy never tasted so good!’

im a wreck. The house was empty when she got back.

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father and daughter 🎇

sexaddict!satoru spends all his days fantasising about how he will bend you into new positions and push you past your limits, thinking about how he could utilise his jujutsu to do just that.

sexaddicted!satoru who has to have you at least twice a day (your mouth and hands don’t count, he has to be inside you) and it isn’t up for negotiation.

“Satoru, we need to pack for your work trip.”

Tears of need welled in his eyes, threatening to spill past his lids as he ground against your ass. His clothes were really starting to piss him off.

“Sweetheart, if I am not inside you in the next minute I am going to die.” His grinds grew more frantic, his moans loud as he held you in place with an arm like an iron band around your waist.

“Sweetheart, pleaseee.”

And really, you didn’t have much of a choice but to agree.

sexaddict!satoru likes to work himself up before he finally slides inside of you. He likes his cock, sensitive and twitching with the need to be wrapped up in your pussy. Tears fall down his cheeks as he whimpers, hips rutting mindlessly, and there is a 75% chance he will come as soon as he has seated himself inside of you. But don’t worry, he’s the strongest, he has another four or five rounds in him.

sexaddict!satoru has a bad habit of fingering you anywhere and everywhere, no place too risqué. A work meeting? No problem. A restaurant? No problem. A club? He may even fuck you he is that much of an egotistical bastard.

sexaddict!satoru is down to try any and everything, there is no idea he wont turn down, but he is incredibly respectful of your own boundaries, the last thing he wants is for you to be uncomfortable.

sexaddict!satoru has never truly had enough of you.