GETO 2- RESET

GETO 2- RESET

M/F sexually explicit, 18+ pussy eating, some deeper vibes, slow and also a little (consensual) slightly rough penetrative sex, plot, long-term exclusive relationship, grown Suguru, Suguru fic universe

Fighting with Suguru’s not physical- he’d never lay a single fucking hand on you, but you do fuck each other up. You- bat shit aggressive, Him- face and neck dark red, fists clenched, Both- gesturing and pointing, slamming hands on tables and walls, voices so loud that even in Suguru’s massive place, his rich ass, nosy, pearl-clutching neighbor’s banging on the door, yelling about quieting down.

After you’ve talked together, talked through, and apologized for whatever the thing was, you don’t fully reset as easily as he does, attitude still all over your damn face. He knew what he was getting into, falling for a powered-up Black girl, and he doesn’t give a shit. He’s about to fuck you in that good Suguru way, reconnect with you, enjoy his girl. You’ll be fine soon.

Tonight he rounds the kitchen island as you chug tequila, kisses your cheek softly, pries the bottle from you while you look mean as hell, takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom. He knows you, knows you’ll always let him undress you and get you comfortable in bed whether you’re desperate to fuck or fuming- so he does. He stands at the edge of it, gets rid of his own clothes, leaving his smooth skin, his tattoos, cut muscles and boxer briefs stretched against his huge bulge. He takes his hair down, frowning because he’s thinking, eyes scanning your body, ready to be exactly what you both need.

“Fuck you Suguru”- you say absentmindedly, taken by how gorgeous he looks. He smiles. You’re really cute after being a little shit.

“Yeah? Okay. I got you sweets.”

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When Suguru’s pissed, he calls you girl. “Don’t fuck with me girl… Girl that’s not what I fucking said… Girl you need to back the fuck off... tch girl, I’m not doing this shit right now”

Otherwise it’s all sweets. “And he’d kill anyone else who tried calling you that. Aye- sweets!… Love you sweets… What the fuck sweets… Sweets, get over here… Shit sweets let’s go… Sweets- you know you’re my sweets right?”

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You exhale long hearing that name and seeing his smile- the last of the aggressive, invincible bitch feeling leaves you. Now Suguru’s about to do what Suguru does.

He runs his hands up your legs as he crawls onto the bed, pressing one of your thick thighs to your chest and pushing your other out wide, his broad shoulders fitted against your inner thighs. Your hips start to move, feeling his breath against your cunt.

He kisses your thighs, hands still running along your legs, feels your body relaxing- drags his tongue back and forth between your folds, eyes closed and calm, moans louder than yours. Suguru rarely needs his own spit, has your juices sparkling and trickling with a look or a wink or a brief touch. He’s unhurried with you, then gives your clit the kind of relentless suction and pressure that has you compliant and cumming quick. Your thighs squeeze and press against his shoulders, groaning and heaving like the mess you already are- his tongue stretching in and out inside you, licking and sucking in every thing he wants, which is all of it. And while your mind processes the erotic work he’s been about, he moves over you- your eyes only opening because his soft dark hair tickles your neck and face. His dick’s about to do even more for you.

Suguru spreads the opening of your cunt just a few centimeters with the wide head of his cock, then pulls back to slide it up and down your slit. And again he’s pushing into you the slightest bit, hearing those sticky wet sounds and your irresistible noises, dick rolling into that tiny station that gets his favorite look on your face fast- soft, hazy, but eyes still sharp. Over and over, pressing in, gliding up, his eyes trained on you, watching every slow blink and gleam and sharp gasp. You don’t know how long he kills you this softly, between your fingers cramping from digging your nails into his biceps, and your neck stiff from raising your head and pulling his hair back to shove your tongue down his throat, and kiss every inch of his pretty face. He finally fills your pussy with his cock-

“Y/n.” He whispers close to your ear, and stops, completely buried inside you- doesn’t move until he feels you shivering hard and hears his own name whispered from you. Suguru only uses your real name in moments like this, and it almost breaks your heart that you’d treated him so terribly- and hearing you, he can’t believe he’d been such an asshole. You have so much depth and meaning together and you’re both overwhelmed for a moment, thinking about what you have. He starts thrusting slow and deep, disciplined and precise, everything up to this attentive and tender. But you’re back to good with each other- his mind and dick shift, need to really fuck you. You need him to really fuck you. Suguru kisses your neck and pulls out, sits up and puts his hair back in a bun.

“Love you.”

“Love y-“ He’s flipped you over, reached an arm under you, pulled you up on all fours and sunk his huge hands into your waist before you can finish. He watches as his cock pushes back into your cunt, angling his dick exactly where he knows you’ll lose your shit.

“Baby.” His voice quiet and husky- and you move faster, his hips snapping forward, yours backwards, spreading your ass cheeks, his dick shiny and gooey from all that slow shit, pounding you ruthlessly, your big tits sore from swinging and slapping against your body. Your groan is low, violently cumming all over his cock, and he thrusts so hard cumming right after you that you both topple onto the bed panting and spent.

That boy’s so good with aftercare, but couldn’t give a fuck right now- neither can you. He rolls off of you onto his back, leaning over to lick a long stripe of sweat from your neck. You lay next to each other holding hands, too tired to cuddle.

“You still pissed sweets?”

“Fuck you Suguru. I love you.”

“I love you too.” __

JJK MASTERLIST

* ”Geto” originally used, corrected to Suguru after posting

THE CHILDISH GAMBINO SHIRT??!!?!?!?!?!?

one of them is gonna beat the living daylights out of you and steal your lunch money and it’s not yuuji

SFW + NSFW HEADCANONS…!

ino takuma + mentions of black!fem!reader

MINORS DNI, 18+, RATED R

cw. sfw + nsfw, fluff, smut, tattoos + piercings, slightly switch!ino, little bit of switch!reader, mentions of creampie, choking, oral (male + fem receiving)

names used (?): babe, baby, pretty, sweet girl, daddy, lil daddy

very clingy, loves to touch you

overall pretty calm and laid back

like it takes a LOT for you to ever see him angry

always smiling and joking around

in order for him to fall asleep you have to be laying on top him, like a weighted blanket

has a playlist full of old songs and uses the “whatchu’ know about this” line so much

the type to sit in with you while you’re getting your braids done

**playing with your braiders child and everything (he lowkey eating that baby’s fruit snacks)

he’s the the type to just like getting on your nerves

**“takuma moveee”

**“not until you give me a kiss…”

the type to have a selection of his shirts off to the side just for you because you like sleeping in them

**“alright, these,” he points, “you can wear all the time. but the shirts on the right side, if you touch…i’ll remove your hands and left big toe…no hesitation.”

**you still beg him to let you wear the ones he told you not to take

**but he can’t complain when he sees you in them, just lets out a deep sigh as he stretches his arms out to land a light spank on your butt

loves to help you cook, loves helping you bake just so he can play around and steal food from the pot and lick the batter left in the bowl

loves laying his head on your stomach and points out when it’s growling

**“oooh, someone’s hungry, huh?”

hates just regular texts, either always sending voice messages or unexplained memes/weird + random texts

new message from ‘kuma babyyy <3:

babe…why tf a random dog just bit me on my ass?

[one attachment]

doc said i need ten rabies shots bruh.

yes. the attachment was a picture of his asscheek.

tongue piercing. not up for debate.

tattoo on his back that spans from one shoulder to the other

tattoo right behind his ear, and goes halfway down the side of his neck

tattoo from his wrist and down the side of his pinky.

[NSFW LOCATED BELOW…!]

is a certified munch.

he loves being between your thighs with his tongue lapping at your clit. saliva and your arousal coating his chin as his nose bumps against your cute little bundle of nerves. the cool metal of his tongue piercing against you makes your thighs shake and makes your cries for him even sweeter

praise kink, likes to know he’s making you feel good

**“takuma, r—right thereee. you make me feel so good…”

loves spanking you. until you’re so sore, every brush of his hand or any article of his clothing makes you whimper.

but, also likes kissing your asscheeks once he’s done. his cooler feeling lips pressing into the hot and irritated skin

loves seeing you ride him

his hands tucked behind his head as his body slightly moves with your bouncing, his eyes low as pretty moans leave his lips

likes ordering you around a little bit when you’re on top

**“give daddy a kiss, pretty,” he tells you in a slightly strained voice. watching as you’d bend towards him, your bouncing slowly slightly as your lips connect. “such a sweet girl,” he groans against your lips.

**“i didn’t tell you to slow down. go faster.”

likes to just toy with you some days, seemingly out of nowhere. with no want or need for anything in return.

**he’d have you laid over his lap as he watches tv, his fingers moving in and out of your cunt as he listens to your wetness squelching in response. your face somewhat pushed into the couch as you cry out — creaming around the fingers that he fucks into you. he’d make you cum as many times as he felt like, or until you tap out

he’s a bit of a switch, likes when you plant your hand at the base of his neck, fingers digging into the sides as you find yourself bouncing in his lap once again

**“you gonna cum for me lil daddy?”

**“y—yea baby, can i cum inside? pleaseplease f—uck. you fuck me so good”

needs eye contact when you give him a blowjob. he loves seeing your eyes water as you try to deep throat him. a lazy dazed out smile playing at his lip as he’s almost slightly amused

big bro sukuna because im a sucker for sibling au

Part 2 | Part 3

Teen Dream

Satoru Gojo x black!afab!reader, slight Suguru Geto x reader

A/N:I rarely see/find any black reader fics for high school Gojo😕

A/A/N: adding jjk to the masterlist!! woop woop let’s go guysss

CW: Teen Pregnancy(aaah!), Toru being an idiot 

Word Count: 300

 “Toru?” You said, barely above a whisper. “We need to talk.” You told him, before walking out of the empty classroom where he, Suguru, and Shoko were hanging out. 

He mutters a quick “be right back” as he hightails after you, the two of you ending up in a secluded hallway. 

 “What did you wanna talk about? We aren’t…breaking up, are we?” He asked. 

“I hope not. What I’m gonna tell you is pretty big..”

“What is it?” 

You sigh and run a hand over your face, the setting sun hitting your brown skin just right. 

“You look really pretty right now.” He mutters.

“You aren’t making this any better.” 

 “Just tell me!” He whines, and you sigh. 

“I’m…pregnant.” 

“...What?”

“I’m pregnant!”

“I heard what you said..are you sure?” He asked, bending down to inspect your clothed stomach. “You don’t look pregnant.” He told you, making you smack his head.

“That’s not ‘till later, dummy. If you..even wanna keep it.” 

“Huh? Of course I do!”

 “But–”

“Sure, we’re in high school, but I bet it’ll be super fun!”

“Are you sure about that?” You ask, and he vigorously nods.

“We could all raise him! Or her! Like, as a group! It would be so awesome!”

 “I don’t think Suguru would be down for that.” 

“Nah, he would be. Only for you.”

You raise an eyebrow at that. “For me?”

“He totally likes you.”

You crossed your arms, looking at him incredulously. “I don’t think so.”

Satoru shrugs, and crosses his arms, mimicking your stance. “You’re blind.”

“I think you’re just delusional.” She jokes, but eventually becomes serious again. 

 “Are you really not mad?”

He shakes his head. “Not really. Though I am kinda mad at myself for not wrapping it before tapping it.”

“Never say that again.” 

“Okay…”

If I don’t see more Joseph descamps x reader fics I’m actually gonna lose my mind 🤷🏽‍♀️ .