Kakashi knows how to woo an Uchiha man, excuse you.

[My gift for @maireyart inspired by our Correspondence AU where post-war Obito leaves Konoha to go on his repentance journey, and obkk get reacquainted through letters.]

you’ve been eye-fucking your bodyguard for months now.

ever since your dad slapped that title on him, you haven’t had a single moment where you weren’t picturing what he’d be like in your bed.

bodyguard!toji is a walking temptation— scarred skin stretched over his muscle, tall enough to make you feel tiny, that slow, knowing smirk always in place like he sees straight through to the dirtiest parts of your mind. it shouldn’t turn you on this much. it does.

he’s old enough to be your dad, but god, that just makes it hotter. boys your age don’t even matter anymore. you’ve soaked through too many sheets imagining his cock stretching you instead of your fingers, his rough hands holding you down, whispering the dirtiest shit right in your ear. he’s big— you can tell just from the way he’s built. the dick’s gotta be good.

tonight, after stumbling home from the club with alcohol buzzing in your veins, you finally snap.

you drag him into your room, slamming the door shut, your body pressed against his before he can protest. “c’mon, toji,” you slur, your fingers twisting in his shirt, feeling the hard ridges of his abs underneath. “i know you want me. been staring at my ass all night.”

he chuckles low, that gravelly sound vibrating through you, but he doesn’t budge. “you’re drunk, kid. sleep it off.”

kid. the word pisses you off, heat flooding your core. you shove closer, grinding against his thigh just to feel him tense. “i’m not a fucking kid. and don’t lie- you’re dying to fuck me. i’ve seen you looking.”

his smirk sharpens, eyes dark as he look down on you. “i’m just doin’ my job, princess. your old man’s orders. keepin’ you safe, nothin’ more.”

bullshit. your hand shoots down, grabbing his belt and cupping the obvious bulge straining his pants. he’s rock-hard, throbbing under your palm. “yeah? dad didn’t order you to get this fucking hard for me, did he?”

that does it.

something in toji finally snaps. “you little tease,” he rasps, voice thick with want. “struttin’ around in those tight dresses, actin’ like i don’t see how wet you get every time i look at you. think i haven’t noticed? fuck it. i’m giving you every inch you’ve been whining for.”

his mouth crashes onto yours, hard and hungry, tongue forcing its way in to tangle with yours, tasting like smoke and whatever alcohol he drank earlier. spit slicks your lips as he bites down, drawing a needy whimper from you, his big hands yanking your dress up and ripping your panties clean off with a snap.

he tosses you onto the mattress like you weigh nothing, legs splaying wide, your needy cunt exposed while he towers above, yanking his shirt over his head, shoving slacks and boxers down in one motion. his cock springs free, thick and veined, slapping hard against his carved abs with a wet smack.

the tip’s flushed angry red, slit weeping fat drops of precum that land warm and sticky on your thigh. he grips himself, stroking once, twice, eyes never leaving your face.

“ain’t got a condom,” he said, thumb smearing the slick over the head. “you gonna let me hit this pussy raw, baby?”

“yes, god, please,” you beg, cunt clenching just at the sight of him, already soaked and pulsing. ready to be used.

he smacks his heavy cock down on your dripping slit— loud, sloppy slaps that make you twitch and leak even more, mess smearing everywhere. he forces your thighs apart till it hurts, slinging your knees over his shoulders so you’re folded in half and helpless. “time to get this sloppy hole fucked proper, baby. keep your eyes on me, yeah? tell me when it hurts”

“mkay..” you whimpered, bottom lip between your teeth as you look up at him with those needy eyes.

he thrusts forward, bulbous head popping through your tight ring, the stretch so intense and perfect it whites out your vision for a second.

you’re convinced you’re splitting in two— or at least that’s what it feels like. he’s just too fucking big, every thick inch prying you open like you’re being torn apart in the best way.

your walls flutter and spasm around him as he feeds himself deeper, slowly, your nails clawing red lines into the thick meat of his arms.

you turn your head, trying to hide how wrecked you already are.

toji’s hand shoots to your jaw, rough fingers yanking your face back so your eyes lock on his. “nah, eyes here,” he growls, low and mean. “you look away again and i stop. you wanted this, remember? begged for me to fuck you- now watch while i stuff you full.”

you moan brokenly, eyes rolling back as he bottoms out to the hilt, making you feel so full. his heavy balls pressed flush against your ass, that fat tip kissing your cervix that makes your legs shake.

he doesn’t wait and start moving, hips snapping with brutal force, making the bed creaking under you. your tits bounce wildly, his hands everywhere, squeezing, gripping your ass red as he folds you into a mating press, knees pinned by your ears. “so fuckin’ wet, baby. hear that? your pussy’s slurpin’ me up, creamin’ all over my cock.”

it’s a mess, your cunt gushing slick with every slam, pooling under your ass, slicking his cock shiny, leaving the sheets soaked. your moans spilling out loud, mixing with the sloppy wet smacks of skin on skin. you’re already lost. fucked-out. who wouldn’t be? no boy before ever came close— always too vanilla, clueless, couldn’t make you cum if their life depended on it. toji? he’s doing it like a random chore.

he pulls out just to smack your cunt— wet, hard slap that makes you buck and whine. then he’s on you, lifting your hips, spreading your legs wide in the air. his tongue dives in, lashing your clit, sucking it hard “mmh, listen to how wet you are... pussy’s fuckin’ perfect, baby” he snarls between licks. he buries deeper, fucking you with his mouth until you cum hard, squirting in messy pulses, coating his face and dripping off his chin.

he laps it up greedily, groaning. “mmh good girl. now take this dick again.”

you’re boneless, but he flips you easy, yanking your hips up and slamming back in from behind, your face pressed flat on the sheets, ass up in the air, your moans turning into loud sobs as he ruts into you like a beast. “arch that back, baby. let me see this ass jiggle.” his fingers dig into your waist, bruising, pulling you onto him harder to fuck you deeper, your walls milking him as you cream on him again, white rings forming at his base.

he spits on your puckered hole, thumb circling the rim teasingly, not pushing in but making you clench tighter. “fuck, you’re grippin’ me so good. gonna make me bust deep in this sloppy pussy.”

he scoops you up in one rough motion, his hands digging into the meat of your ass, spreading you open as he drops you back down onto his cock. “s-shiiit— tojiii!” you wail, feeling his cock deeper now, almost like hes in your fucking stomach.

you wrap your legs around his waist, heels digging into his lower back for leverage. your tits flatten painfully sweet against his chest, nipples caught and rubbed raw with every bounce. he fucks up into you relentlessly— bouncing you on his dick like some fuckdoll, his cock stretching you wide, fat head battering that spot that makes your eyes roll and your mouth fall open in silent screams.

your walls flutter and grip, trying to keep him buried while slick runs down his balls in messy rivulets. “mmh fuck— take it, baby” he growls, voice rough against your throat. “show me how bad you fuckin’ need my cum, yeah? ride it out and squeeze me till i’m paintin’ your insides white.”

you’re dumb now, babbling incoherent nonsense, drool trailing from your lips as he kisses you again, tongues sloppy and desperate.

his hips starts to stutters, thrusts turning erratic and punishing before he slams you down one last brutal time, burying himself balls-deep. “take it all— fuuuck— take my cum, sweetheart—”

thick, hot ropes of cum flood you in heavy spurts, coating every inch inside until you’re throbbing and overflowing.

cum seeps out around the base of his cock in creamy white streaks, mixing with your own slick and dripping in slow, viscous trails down the crease of your ass, his thighs, pooling in a warm, messy puddle on the floor below. he rocks gently through it, circling his hips, milking himself empty while you twitch and leak around him.

you collapse together back on the bed, both panting, his load trickling down your thighs in thick, creamy trails. last thing you knew is that you were passing out.

. . .

morning light filters in, your body aching deliciously but when you roll over, toji’s already up, getting dressed.

you grin lazily. “stay. fuck me again.”

he leans down, rough thumb brushing your swollen bottom lip. “temptin’, doll. but your old man’s downstairs waitin’ on me— says he wants a full report on how well i ‘protected’ his little girl last night.” he chuckles low, nipping your ear. “don’t worry, i’ll tell him you’re safe… real safe. just might leave out how you milked my cock dry and begged for seconds like the greedy little thing you are.”

he straightens up, adjusting the bulge that’s already twitching again. “see you later, sweetheart. wear somethin’ easy to rip off.”

Summary - Satoru is great at his job, protecting you. Though working hard changes into an obsession, to keep you... safe

Pairing - Husband! Mafia boss!Kento x Wife!F!reader x Yandere!Satoru

Cast - F!reader, Kento Nanami, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Shoko Ieiri, Kiyotaka Ijichi, Toji Fushiguro, Minor side characters

Tags - Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Gender-neutral pronouns, Established relationship, Murder, Violence, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Shower Sex, Yandere, Vaginal Fingering, Mafia AU, Alternate Universe, Yandere Gojo Satoru, Death Threats, Masturbation in Shower, Dirty Thoughts, Power Dynamics, Addiction, Stabbing, Knives, Doggy Style, Bondage, Consent, Porn With Plot, Blood Play toture, Torture like in hostel, Cheating, Biting, Dead Body, Gun Violence, Gunshot Wounds, Marking, Thoughts of rape/non-con, Rape/Non-con Elements (From Satoru), Creampie, Rough Oral Sex, Dubious Consent, Choking, Face-Fucking, Knifeplay, Emotional Manipulation, Manipulation, Suicidal Thoughts, Prostitution, Smut, Established Relationship, Nitta Akari Mentioned, Reader-Insert, Unrequited Love, Haibara Yu mentioned

dont worry, i'll be hot and funny again as soon as i'm done fighting for my life right now

DRABBLES masterlist ⋮ MDNI ✶ sorted by character ⸝⸝ NAVIGATE as needed ⌇ read at your discretion ⌗ smaller unedited pieces + headcanons ⟢

SATORU GOJO

TOJI FUSHIGURO

SUKUNA RYOMEN

SIMON GHOST RILEY

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BAD HABIT!

Best friend!Choso quits smoking and replaces one oral fixation with another!

In the midst of all your lecturing and, admittedly, nagging, you’d never considered just how intolerable best friend!choso would be when you finally convinced him to quit smoking. After years of trying, Choso had ultimately been convinced by your threat that he wouldn’t be allowed to sleepover anymore and continue to leave that “nasty fucking stench” all over your bed. He’d pouted, rolled his eyes, and rolled them again when you told him to stop being a “drama queen.” After huffing back a “whatever” (drama queen), he’d gone on your balcony and chainsmoked the remaining cigarettes in his pack. 

That was three days ago, and since then, he’s been… a mess. All antsy and tense and irritable. All his huffing and puffing while he lays on your chest, on his side and half his body weight on you, clinging picking and pinching at your skin. You understand he’s going through withdrawal, you get it – it’s the third day, notoriously the most difficult – but you can’t stand him at the moment. Which is why you tell him to “get up” before you take your shirt and bra off, and lay back down. Choso’s mouth opens and shuts comically fast, but his eyes don't stop nervously shifting between your breasts and your face. 

“What’s wrong, Cho? You’re acting like you’ve never seen a girl’s tits before,” you tease, and you don't mean for your voice to waver. 

“Not yours,” he practically whispers. 

The few seconds that pass are unfamiliarly awkward. In all the years you’ve been friends, Choso had never been good at hiding his attraction towards you. It wasn’t crazy to expect him to immediately be all over you. Well, his mouth. You both loved cuddling, platonically, of course, and he had his hands on you literally whenever he could reach. Yeah, not too good at hiding it. 

“Well, I’m tired of you complaining. I thought that, maybe-” 

“Complaining? I didn’t even say anything?” 

That’s what he has to say right now?

“Ok. Whatever.” 

You shift to put your shirt back on, but you’re immediately pushed back on the bed. Choso retracts his hand from your shoulders as if he’d been burned by the touch. 

“Sorry. It’s just… what are you doing?” 

“I thought that maybe you could use a distraction. I don’t know, like, something to keep your mouth busy. You know, considering your oral fixations.” The last part hits nowhere near as playfully as you intended. 

your life as a side character <3 ft. ceo!gojo

content/warnings: crack, this is all crack, y/n is a completely different character from reader, there's some smuț but it's not very goon worthy, toxic work place, everyone needs help, #freereader, ft. ceo!sukuna

(read in order)

who pushed you?

push me (to the edge)

new boss, who dis?

yeah, kitten.

you’d lose

extras: side character reader asks

notes: i just realized i never made a master list for this

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childhood nightmares 🌙

silver springs

ex-fiancée!gojo x f!reader x rebound!choso

synopsis being the lead singer of a popular rock band was your dream, but now that you and the lead guitarist have broken up and the world isn't ready to know just yet, you're left seeking comfort from another bandmate.

content mdni!, fleetwood mac inspired au, yearning, angst, pining, longing, eventual fluff, jealousy, break ups, eventual smut, multiple povs, multiple endings

main masterlist ✧ ao3 ✧ playlist

chapter 1 little lies

chapter 2 the chain

chapter 3 say you love me

chapter 4 second hand news

chapter 5 rumours

interlude as long as you follow

chapter 6 everywhere

chapter 7 landslide

chapter 8 go your own way

chapter 9 walk a thin line

chapter 10 world turning

chapter 11 peacekeeper

chapter 12 gold dust woman

chapter 13 dreams

endings:

                                            Time cast a spell on you but you won't forget me                I know I could have loved you but you would not let me

learn something yet?

ryomen sukuna is someone you never thought you’d ever speak to, let alone be fucking right now.

especially since you already have a man, local campus nerd and frat vice president, satoru gojo. he’s a sweetheart really, which is why he probably agreed to this. he was hesitant at first but you can tell he’s loving every second of this. which is also why he’s behind you, holding your quaking legs back, knees pinned up to your chest while his total opposite and bestfriend sukuna pounds his thick cock deep into your soppy pussy.

satoru leans down, his breath hot and shaky against your ear, voice soft like he’s trying not to lose it. “feels good, huh baby?”

you whine, nodding as you press even further back against his lean chest, fingers clawing into his forearms for some kind of grounding. sukuna is fucking rearranging your guts. he’s so deep you swear you feel him in your lungs. not something you’re unused to—your sweet boyfriend can hit those same depths, stretch you just as wide—but this man, this sex god of a man, is so much rougher. less gentle.

and it feels so fucking good. each drag of his long, thick dick against your velvety walls sends electric jolts through your entire body, his jacob’s ladder piercing rubbing against every sensitive ridge so deliciously you’re seeing stars.

the plan was for satoru to watch, to learn how to make you squirt, and you feel it now—building deep in your core, a tight, hot coil that’s got your thighs trembling and your breath hitching. sukuna’s already made you cum three times, each one harder than the last, leaving you a sweaty, moaning mess, your body slick with sweat and shaking from the intensity.

Despite life being tough and busy atm, I actually had time to draw! I was inspired by the Tobirama swimsuit image from the Naruto mobile game. Enjoy!

Madara trying his best as a father I swear 😭🩶