geto suguru came and went before he found you, so why does it feel like he’s not taking you with him this time.
warnings : f. sorcerer reader, slight angst, sex as a means of comfort, slightmanga spoilers,aged up!jujutsu tech sorcerer geto, exhibitionism (sex in a classroom), breeding, fingering, very minor marking.
word count : 2.8k
note : i’ve never written for this man before and then suddenly wrote this, sorry in advance :,)
he’d seemed out of it the last few days—he’d started taking his own missions lately, and the time you’d been spending with suguru was beginning to wear thin. you still seen him but the brief encounters left you feeling unfulfilled, he seemed more closed off than he usually was—like something was on his mind, like something had rooted itself within the thoughts that made you fall in love with geto suguru in the first place and began to take shape, corrupting him along with it.
something had changed that day, after their mission—even satoru wasn’t the same because the last time your gaze locked with his you remember thinking that diamonds had never looked so transparent, not that you ever found out why, but this was the one instance where you didn’t mind that, because as much as truths felt like beginnings, by their own right, something that crept inside of you told you that this one may signify an eventual end instead.
you still loved him, ofcourse—it wasn’t instant but rather gradual when you first realised and it was unlike the expectations and fantasies that you’d first imagined, and if you really thought about it hard enough you’d be able to recall the days spent together. all the in betweens from the first, sleepy good morning’s in class to the shared lunches and inside jokes with him and satoru as they fought over your leftovers.
geto suguru always had you, your love, your vulnerability, your truth and your certainty. he was sweet, all playful jokes and an easiness that he carried along with him despite him being a little fragile—he kept one of his sweaters in the corner of his bedroom, on top of his cabinet because it smelled like your perfume, and he always waited until you came to his room every morning to do his hair because he knows you’d scoff and insist on tying it up for him instead.
and you know you love him, because the thought wasn’t something that took you by surprise, but it’s also the reason why you feel something ache in your chest when you realise that this might just be his trickling goodbye.
Today we’re thinking about the Jujutsu Kaisen men and their kinks.
Summary- Headcanons to drabbles of the jjk men and shit i just know gets them off.
Cw- Various kinks, Black Gn reader.
Sakuna Ryomen -petplay
It literally feeds into his superiority complex.
He dosent even really think of it as a kink , The way he see’s it crawling around on the floor , laying at his feet and begging for every little thing is exactlyhow every human should behave around him, Ryomen Sakuna, the king of curses. although he has noticed that he does get a tad harder whenever you don your leash and collar.
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“ Beg on all fours dog , puppy’s dont walk on two legs like people.” Sakuna grunts, fat cock bucking up into his one of his hands.
You immediately drop to your knees, whimpering for him like a kennel pup, the pretty tail stuffed neatly in your ass shaking left and right behind you.
“Good puppy” He all but whimpers , your complete obedience making his cock twitch.
Gojo Satoru -Praise
Gojo doesn’t need someone to tell him how amazing he is.
He already knows.
Throughout the heavens and Earth , he alone is the honored one.
Yet, nothing puts him on a bigger power trip than hearing how great he his fall from your lips while He’s buried deep inside of you, hips rutting against brown thighs as he hits that spot again and again ——-
“does it feel good , hmm?” Gojo groans head tucked in the crook of your neck. He knows it does, your shaking-vibrating -clenching around him and slurring your words , but still he needs you to say it, needs to hear it.
“s’ so good Toru” The neediness in your voice is almost enough to push him over the edge-but still he wants more .
“If feels-fuck-it feels good huh? Is it the best you’ve ever had - I’m the best you ever had right?”
“T-the best Toru-fuck-The best -Y’re the best ”
He knows he is, but that dosent stop his hips from stuttering at your words, lips curling into a deliciousohashe hits his climax at the same time you do.
Mahito- Pain play-
AN: I’m sorry for being a mahito simp but pretty androgyny man makes brain go brr.
He enjoys the torment of others, but not quite how enjoys the torment of you.
Nothing gets him off more than contorting your body into anything he wishes , Taking any boundary you thought you had and crushing it in the palm of his hand. You’re pained cries and whimpers, turning into moans make him think that if heaven truly does exist, it must be between your thighs.
——
“You can take more”
he knows you probably can’t. The alteration of his cock to such an extreme size was no doubt splitting you in half.
“Ta-t-Take it out, s'tmuch Mahito
If he was a better curse he might have have stopped.
But he isn’t a better curse, and his moral compass is no doubt broken. Besides , those cute whimpers escaping from your lips as he slides you down lower-were just to fucking perfect to stop now.
All he offers you is another "You can take more” Eyes fixated on the image of his cock poking through the skin of your stomach,
“Youwill take more-because if I have to pull out, ill bruise that pretty brown ass black and blue- until you cant fucking walk for a week.”
That seems to edge you further, and you slid down a few more inches until you finally bottom out. Face scrunched up in pain.
He wishes he could take a picture of your expression, but instead he simply lets his fingers dip down , pressing harshly into your thighs , basking in the adorable screech you let out .
Suguru Geto-Degradation.
You’re filth.
Utter weak human filth.
As a non sorcerer , your below the lowest animal , light Years away from being Geto’s equal. And there’s not a moment that goes by that he isn’t reminding you of this. Sex is no exception, and he couldn’t care less if his words hurt your feelings- You’re lucky He’s even laying with waste such as yourself.
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“This , keeping my cock warm, is all your good for waste”
You whimper at that , flinching away at the harshness of his words only to be pulled back , nails digging into your hips.
“ Dont run from me, you’re gonna serve your fucking purpose” He grunts, slamming harder into your poor hole giving little regard to his size or letting you adjust.
“S'tmuch S-Suguru.” You groan, entire body shaking.
“Dont pretend you dont-fuck-like itbitch. you humans are so such simple creatures, all you want for in life is to be stuffed full of me, whether its this pussy, that ass or that annoying mouth.
"Maybe we’ll put that mouth to better use hmm?”
“Gag you on it , make you choke.” The brunette groans cock twitching inside of you.
Nanami Kento-Impact play
Nanami is a very stressed man. Between mentoring annoying kids and helping out non sorceress with all their problems, he has very little time to wind down and relax, but when he does what better way to do it than to take all of the stress out on your pretty plump ass.
Whether you’re bent over a coffee table or over his knee , or whether he’s using his hand or a belt , bruising your ass is his favorite form of stress relief.
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“You’ve lost count, I think we should start over.”
You dont protest , you know that if you do it will only result in more lashes , and Kento’s day seemed to be less than amazing so you know better than try to argue with him.
Instead you brace yourself for the next hit of his large hand . Ass raw and stinging.
You whimper when his had comes down again but you compose yourself quickly and manage a shaky “o-ne”
