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abducted

chapter four

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getou x reader

tags: language // talks of violence // smutt// dollification //

word count: 2.1k

chapter three

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getou returned to the human world that night, though not for his usual reasons. getou had his sights set on gojo, suguru needed to figure out how gojo was planning to respond to your abduction. keeping tabs on gojo’s moves were essential for getou’s plan to work. the man had no plans of engaging gojo—he would only keep track of his movements from afar.

getou tracked satoru’s movements to honmachi, a residential area in tokyo. getou arched a brow from atop the tall apartment building, watching gojo tread through the empty alleyway below. smoke emitted from the sewers while neon lights buzzed from the closed shop windows. getou lost sight of the man when he walked through a cloud of misty smoke.

getou quickly jumped to the next rooftop in an attempt to keep his eyes on the white haired man, and took a step back into the shadows at the sight of gojo reappearing out of the mist. the man stopped short in the alleyway, keeping his eyes on the wet concrete below him as he spoke, “you can come out now suguru.” gojo finally looked up into the night sky, watching getou take a step out of the shadows and looking down upon him.

“i never knew you to visit this side of town gojo.” getou jumped down from the tall roof, landing on his feet in front of gojo. an unusually somber look settled on gojo’s face, “i never had a reason too, but now i must scour all of tokyo in search of whatever realm you’ve drug my girlfriend into.”

getou hummed, “yes well, i’m sure you’ll find it soon enough.” gojo stepped forward, “you know i could kill you where you stand.” getou’s hands twitched at his sides, “though i would like to see you try, if i’m dead what do you think would happen to your precious little girlfriend?” getou drug out the last word to tease gojo.

“if you so much as touch a hair on her head, i will-“ getou laughed. “you’ll what? kill me?” getou hardened his stare on gojo, ”please spare me of the theatrics satoru. maybe if you taught her how to develop her cursed technique properly she could have defended herself from me.”

gojo attempted to form a rebuttal but getou didn’t relent, “you don’t have to worry about me hurting her, if anything i am making her into a real jujutsu sorcerer, unlike whatever you were doing with your time with her.”

gojo’s demeanor shifted, his face contorted in amusement, “what i was doing with my time with her?” gojo laughed. “what do you think i was doing with my time with her?” getou’s eyes narrowed, he didn’t wait for gojo to elaborate. “you don’t deserve her.” getou spoke in an eerily calm manner, “you don’t even deserve to breathe the same air as her. tell me gojo, do you even know what her favorite book is? or her favorite author? how about her favorite thing to eat in the mornings? no? how about her favorite flower? can you tell me the answer to any of those questions?”

gojo blinked. a beat passed while getou waited for a response. gojo’s hands turned to fists at his sides, “i will find her, and i will kill you.” getou laughed at the lack of response to his questions, “i’ll count on it.” a black void of cursed energy surrounded getou, “see you soon, satoru.” with that getou was gone, leaving gojo alone in the cool night air of tokyo’s streets.

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after getou left, you grabbed your favorite work of jane austen’s off of the tall wooden bookcase and headed back down the staircase, taking your spot on the antique couch. you drew your fingers over the title of the old book, admiring the craftsmanship of what must have been a first edition. how getou got his hands on such a priceless piece of literature, you’d never know.

persuasion was what you thought to be austen’s best work. although many would argue that pride and prejudice was much better, you loved persuasion for what it was. a dwindled romance between two lovers that lost their way, finding themselves falling for each other all over again. like any other jane austen novel, it ends predictably. the girl gets the guy, and they share a happily ever after together. the happy, predictable ending is what you loved most about the book. you thought your life could use some predictability, with your sudden capture by getou, and dealing with his mood swings.

you remembered getou differently, you always thought suguru to be the picture perfect example of the wise and stoic man. getou was always the one reeling gojo and yourself in, always keeping the two of you in line with what he thought was right. getou always had a clear view of what was right and wrong. you desperately wished to know what had changed. getou’s once black and white view of the world now seemed to be wholly grey.

your eyes grew heavy once finishing the fifth chapter of the book, you told yourself that you would rest your eyes for just a moment before returning your attention back to the romance novel. it was no fault of your own that the couch was so comfortable, and the temperature of the room was just right for your mind to drift into a deep sleep. no, it wasn’t your fault that you dreamt of getou, you couldn’t help the matter— it’s not like you had any control of your dreams.

your body was dressed in the same flimsy robe that you wore your first day in the vacation realm. you were in your bedroom, your bedroom in the real world— your safe place. it must’ve been late. the space was dark, only being lit by the city lights below. you never spent enough time here. you often spent most nights at gojo’s house. you thought back to all of those nights you spent together, those nights were always spent with you laughing at gojo’s crude jokes while he wrapped you in his warm embrace.

any and all thoughts of gojo went out the window when you realized you weren’t alone. your back was pressed up against a firm chest, warm breaths caressed your neck. you couldn’t help but lean into the feeling letting your head lull to the side, getou’s hands moved to rest on the skin covering your rib cage, his large hands naturally spread wide— reaching just a hairs length away from your nipples.

you couldn’t help but squirm when the man moved the collar of your robe just enough to place a kiss where your shoulder and neck met. you instinctively pressed your thighs together, your whole body felt extra sensitive in your dream state. getou slowly inched your robe open, creating a trail of hot kisses across your shoulder.

his voice was low and gentle, “gonna’ be a good doll for me and let me see you? i’ve been waiting so long to play with those pretty titties.” you shyly nodded your head against his chest in response, suddenly aware of the cool air sinking into your skin through the thin fabric. getou moved his hands upwards brushing his thumbs against your nipples. you suddenly felt frustrated with the fabric blocking the full sensation of his touch.

you rolled your hips, in a desperate attempt to seek out friction for your already needy cunt. getou fondled your breast over the silky fabric, chuckling softly in your ear watching you grow needy under his touch. “use your words doll, i know you can do it.” getou placed another kiss on your neck, “can i see, baby?”

you were afraid of your voice coming out uneven, you took a moment to right your mind before speaking. you whispered lowly, “yes” was the only word you could manage. your body was on fire from his touch, you hated how flustered his small actions made you.

getou opened only the top part of your robe, he wanted to take his time— he intended to devote the proper amount of time to every inch of your body. he would rush nothing. you almost gasped when the cool air of the bedroom hit your already sensitive nipples. getou moved to work circular motions with the tips of his fingers on your pebbled nipples.

suguru kissed your temple—continuing his motions on your chest, “such a pretty little doll.” your pussy flooded at the sound of his words. you let out a soft moan as you rolled your hips against the mattress, you could feel getou’s cock grow hard against your back.

you could tell getou’s hair was undone even though you couldn’t see his face from your spot between his legs, his black hair tickled your skin as he lifted your chin with one hand to get easier access to place languid kisses on your neck. every kiss and touch felt euphoric against your skin, your cunt was crying out for much needed attention as your nipple grew sore under his deft fingers.

getou still had one hand on your throat as he spoke, “be a good girl, and let me see that pretty pussy.” suguru’s hand left your nipple and pulled the tie around your waist free, causing the robe to open fully. you didn't have enough mind to care about how exposed you were, and immediately spread your legs for getou.

getou’s hand on your throat moved upwards to grip your jaw. the man turned your face towards his, allowing your eyes to finally meet. he looked so beautiful in this moment, you thought before getou pulled you in for a passionate kiss. you moaned into his mouth at the feeling of his free hand trailing down your body at an achingly slow pace. you need his fingers on your clit so desperately that you continued rolling your hips against the bed in an attempt to make him move faster but getou had always been stubborn. getou always did things his way, there was no alternative.

suguru released your lips from his, his large fingers finally met your swollen clit. your head fell back against his chest as he began working motions on that sensitive spot. his free hand moved to work your nipple once more, never relenting from his work on your cunt. “such a good little doll..you're being so good for me.” he said as your body writhed under his.

getou loved the sounds you made for him, he worked your clit in a quicker motion to draw out more of your sweet sounds. “you want me inside, baby?” getou practically cooed into your ear. “yes! sugu’ please!” you couldn’t wait any longer, you were already on the cusp of orgasm.

getou used two fingers of his free hand to trace around your cunt. you clenched under his fingers, practically sucking him in, though getou didn’t let you. suguru wanted to take his time with this as well. you cried out, “sugu- please.” getou let out a breath before finally pushing deep into your cunt, pumping in and out of your plush walls as he continued the same pace with his other hand against your clit.

you were no match for getou’s fingers, your walls began to flutter around him almost immediately when he tapped against your g-spot. suguru slowed his pace while your walls continued to dance around his fingers. the man shushed you softly, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“shh.. shh.. ride it out on my fingers baby. it’s okay.”

you heard your name leave getou’s lips, though his voice sounded more distant than before. you woke feeling startled. getou stood above you with a confused look on his face. it took you a moment to take in your surroundings, you couldn’t tell how long you were out but your head ached, and your neck felt stiff from the awkward position you slept in on the couch.

“were you reading all night?” you looked down to the novel still cracked open on your lap, “must be a really good book.” you cleared your throat— moving quickly to your feet. “yeah, really good.” your face turned beet red. hot embarrassment from your dream flooded your body. you quickly pushed past getou, not wishing to meet his eyes as you made a hasty exit.

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the morning

choso x reader

tags: domestic! choso // fluff // smutt // heavy praise // nipple play // finger fucking // after care // no plot //

word count: 1.6k short and sweet

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choso was much more of a domesticated man than he let off. family was everything to him—and to him, you were family. someone he must protect with his life. mornings with you were something he wouldn’t trade for the world, choso loved waking up to your face nuzzled in his chest. the sight of you in your peaceful slumber only reaffirmed choso’s need to protect you. seeing you in your most vulnerable state elicited a primal desire from choso, he felt like his one mission in life was to keep you safe and happy.

you woke with a smile which he returned, kissing you on your forehead. you loved seeing choso’s hair down in the morning, it was something you didn’t get to see often, so you learned to relish the sight. you loved the way his black locks of hair framed his face, and you always felt amused seeing him get annoyed when random strands of hair fell in his face.

you let out a sleepy yawn, running a hand through choso’s hair. he pulled your body closer to his, wanting to feel every inch of your skin pressed up against him. close never felt close enough for him, choso felt as if he wanted to be apart of you, the love he felt for you was all encompassing. it possessed him—mind, body, and soul. he felt as if his thirst for you was unquenchable. he could never get enough of you.

you threw a leg over his hip, savoring the feeling of the warmth radiating off him, “how long have you been up?” choso placed a kiss in your hair before responding, “mm.. not long. i woke up just a couple minutes before you.” choso didn’t like lying to you under any circumstances, but he didn’t want to freak you out by speaking the truth.

choso had woken up well before you did. he was careful not to move, the last thing he wanted to do was disturb you. watching you sleep was the most peaceful thing he had ever experienced. the man hadn’t known much peace in his life until meeting you. choso made you feel physically safe, whereas you made him feel emotionally safe. your presence alone, provided him with a sense of stability that he had never experienced before. you were the man’s cornerstone. his most cherished motivation. the source of his peace.

“you're a terrible liar, you know.” you said, grinning up at the man. choso laughed, pulling your hips closer to his. you could feel his cock growing hard under his sweatpants, the feeling caught you by surprise. you didn’t know the simple act of watching you sleep could elicit such desire from him.

“you always could see right through me.” choso grabbed onto your ass, kneading the skin like dough as he pushed your pelvis hard against his own. the friction alone was enough to cause a strangled breath to exit your throat.

“your just so pretty in the morning, baby.” choso looked down on you with admiration before locking his lips to your own. you didn’t know if it was his words, or his blood connection cursed technique that made your blood rush to your clit. you ground your hips against his, in a desperate search of friction. there was hunger in choso’s kiss, your tongues joined together in a passionate dance. you felt yourself grow needy, bucking your hips against his.

choso pulled away, leaving your lips swollen and wet. the man cupped your face with his large hand, dragging his thumb back and forth across your cheek. you looked at him with heavy lidded eyes. “can i take care of you baby?” choso sounded like he might perish on the spot if you declined him. “but what about you?” you looked down to his hard cock protruding through the fabric of his pants.

“i can take care of myself later, i just want to play with you all morning long. is that okay with you?” he sounded so sweet, asking for permission. you wondered for a moment about how you got so lucky. in that moment, you were reminded of how perfect choso was for you, and how perfect the two of you fit together. you thought maybe the two of you were made for each other, by some divine forces of the universe.

you could only nod your head, afraid of the possibility that you would choke on your words if you spoke. the feeling of pure love and lust filled your body. you couldn’t wait any longer, you aggressively pressed your lips to his. choso didn’t break the kiss when he turned you on your back, he slowly snaked his hands up your large sleep shirt to fondle your breasts.

choso moaned into your mouth when his hands connected to your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. you couldn’t help but buck your hips against his once more, while warmth began to pool in your stomach. choso finally broke the kiss, grabbing the bottom hem of your shirt, slowly moving it upwards allowing the cool air to touch your skin.

“i need to see those pretty titties, baby.” he said, pulling the shirt up over your head and discarding it on the bed. the man took a moment to take in the sight of you as he kneeled between your legs. he spoke softly while his eyes raked over your frame, “so fucking perfect.” he moved down, taking one nipple in his mouth and used his free hand to toy with the other.

you writhed under him, moaning softly as choso made lewd sounds while sucking on your breast. you dug your hands through his silky hair as he rutted his clothed cock against your cunt. you felt like you could cry from frustration as you rocked your hips against him. you needed him to fill you up, desperately.

choso moaned deeply, feeling your wetness soaking through the front of his pants, “that’s it baby, rub that pretty pussy up against me.” you gripped his hair harder, “choso please, i need you.” choso wanted to tease you even more but he could hear the need in your voice, “want my fingers baby?” you nodded your head. choso pressed two fingers to your lips gently, indicating that he wanted you to open.

you looked at choso with pleading eyes as you opened your mouth for him and wrapped your tongue around his fingers. his cock twitched from the feeling of your warm mouth around his fingers, but he didn’t linger; he knew your cunt was in dire need of attention.

choso hummed with acknowledgment when he removed his fingers from your mouth, still playing with your sore nipple when he placed his fingers atop of your clit. choso moved back to watch the reaction on your face while he played with your pussy. his deft fingers were merciless as they worked circles on your clit, moving at a quick rhythm. choso knew your body so well, and he knew exactly how to move at a rhythm that was to your liking.

choso finally took his eyes off your pleasure-filled face to look at your soaking cunt, “mm.. such a pretty pussy.” his head was titled to the side watching your cunt, using his other hand to enter your cunt slowly with two fingers. you cried out at the sensation of suddenly being filled by his thick fingers.

choso groaned as he worked his fingers in and out of your velvety walls, still never letting up on his motions on your clit. choso’s face contorted in pleasure. he was getting off to the sight of you getting off. “fuck, you don’t know what you do to me baby.” you cried out, babbling his name over and over. your cunt tightened around his fingers, he knew you were close. incoherent words and moans continued to flow from your lips. choso looked down on you with loving eyes, “i know baby. i know. you’re almost there.”

choso’s breaths grew ragged as he continued to pump in and out of your pussy at a rigorous pace. tears filled your eyes, you were so close that it was overwhelming. choso encouraged you while your walls gripped his fingers tighter, “want you to come all over my hand baby.” his words came out half broken. choso was about to come himself, seeing your body so wrecked with pleasure.

you cried out louder as your walls fluttered around his fingers fiercely. choso still kept at the same pace, allowing you to get the full effect of your orgasm. he let out a heavy breath seeing you come undone, “yeah that's it baby, come all over my hand. you did so good for me.”

after coming down, choso gently removed his fingers from your swollen pussy, causing you to cringe from slight overstimulation. the broad man leaned down over your body, connecting his lips to your’s. this kiss was different. it was slow, and languid. choso wrapped his arms under your form, flipping you over so that you were on top of his body straddling his hips.

choso broke the kiss, using his thumb to lift your chin, allowing him to get a good look at your face, “you did so good for me baby, i’m so proud of you.”

he deserves more hype!! he literally looks like levi’s long lost cousin