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you’ve eaten fingers so, would you take mine?
it was a late thursday afternoon, as in the sun had been settling against the window sill of your dorm and casted oranges across your floor type of noon. and your boyfriend yuji itadori hadn’t texted you all day. you’re usually not the one to text first—he is, but you figured a text or two of checking up on him wouldn’t hurt.
“hey babe”
“how was your day?”
a moment goes by
text bubbles light up your screen
“can i come over?”
you were a bit surprised at his text. you thought he would just send a huge paragraph about his day like he sometimes does. but you guess he had other ideas.
“yeah, come.”
you never complain when he shows up at your dorm unannounced or asks to hang out because each of you have busy schedules. attending jujutsu high was not exactly an occupation that had a lot of free time. even though the two of you are in the same grade—training, missions, and random grocery runs gojo made you go on can get distracting. so the two of you enjoy every moment you can get. it’s refreshing—for the both of you.
knock
knock
you spring up from your bed and turn the door handle. his face softens the moment his eyes land on yours. he looks tired, exhausted. you step aside and he walks through the door like he’s been there a thousand times. in which, he has. you shut the door behind him and you turn back around to see him slumped atop your sheets. you approach him in easy but concerned strides. you sit beside his strung out body—the mattress dips.
your hands go to his head, your fingertips weaving through his scalp as he unwinds. his cheeks go the slightest bit of pink.
“something happen?”
you ask like the concerned girlfriend you are
“no.. it’s just, i haven’t been able to get much sleep lately. and, i’ve just been feeling overwhelmed lately i guess.”
his hands come up while he explained and returned to his side with a light thump. he looks up at you but finds himself looking at your ceiling again, trying to avoid eye contact as you played with his hair.
you noticed, but you kept going anyway. it’s not like he didn’t like it, it’s that he loved it. he is quite literally the definition of ‘easy’—when it had came to you.
“then, try to get some good sleep tonight. okay?”
“yeah yeah, okay..”
minutes go by and in those minutes somehow yuji’s head had ended up in you’re lap. you were leaning back into your pillows and his head was on your thigh and his back touched your other thigh—he was facing horizontally.
you had closed your eyes a long time ago. you went from playing with his hair, to lightly caressing his face, to now playing with his bottom lip. in your mind this was just some light hearted affection, but in the back of your conscience you knew once you started playing with his lip, you could’ve sworn you felt his cheeks warm up.
in school, everyday, yuji was always chewing on something. and when he wasn’t he was either asking someone if they had gum and biting his nails if they didn’t. he bit at his lips when taking tests and always chewed on the cap of water bottles when he was done with one. it was clear he had an oral fixation, so why not help him out with that? what better way to unwind?
your finger traced his bottom lip, feeling the small marks and dents with your eyes closed from where he has chewed on things. you lifted your head up and opened your eyes looking down at him. his eyes opened and he turned his head to face you. his face scrunched and his eyebrows turned slightly inward when your thumb asked for entrance to his mouth. testing the waters, you pressed lightly down on his tongue.
he knew what to do, the two of you had done this many times before so it’s not new. he began sucking on your thumb obediently but trying not to suck too hard because he can only do so if he’s asked, and he wasn’t trying to cross any lines with you—he knew the consequences..
you watched his expressions the whole time your finger had been in his mouth. his drool began not only lubricating your thumb but also his lips and soon his chin. his eyes were beginning to get glassy. your thumb pressed in and out of his mouth and he finally reluctantly let out a whine. his eyes went wide at his own response and your soft smile shifted into a smirk. you took your finger from his mouth and ordered him to match your position.
“c’mon, sit up”
he obeyed. he sat up on his knees and waited for your call.
you sat up as well, you shifted while sitting up on your legs. you somehow managed to make yourself look a little bigger than him. despite his eyes never leaving yours.
you took your opposite hand to his mouth and wiped the drool that coated his lips. his pleading eyes searched your face for any sort of chance that you’d continue. your hands slid to his thighs and they spread wider on instinct. you gave them a squeeze and he let out a whine as his head dropped out of pure lust, just from your touch. your eyes couldn’t help but catch the bulge already poking behind the seam of his pants. you take his chin in between your pointer finger and thumb, not firmly, not forcing his head back up. you were waiting for that obedience you craved.
suddenly, his palm came up to cup the side of your face. he was still avoiding your gaze and his head stayed down, and he spoke up.
“baby, i’m not gonna lie. i’ve been thinking about this all day. all week even. so please..”
his last words sounded so whiny, anyone could’ve easily mistaken him for a dissatisfied puppy. your thighs clenched on impulse as you bit back your lip trying to contain yourself from pouncing on him right then and there. as much as you wanted to give him what he needed, you also wanted satisfy your own fantasies.
“poor, yuji.. don’t you remember? you know you’ve gotta work for it-“
you were cut off by a whimper, almost a scoff. he wanted to be irritated but he knows that would just slow the process of getting what he wanted. he still managed to succumb to submission.
his face was bright pink, half from feeling humiliated and half from arousal. his hand rested at your waist and he entwined it into the fabric of your shirt. he began to murmur.
“what do i need to do. tell me and i’ll do it. i’ll do anything right now..”
his submissive tone started to become coated with arrogance, almost demand but still pleading.
“i’m serious, please give me a chance.”
you bit back a smile once again, how his voice overlapped the silence of your dorm—it was almost embarrassing to you how quickly he was folding, just to have your fingers in his mouth again.
as soon as words began leaving your lips again, his head finally came up to face yours.
“hmm, well you’re not specifying what you want, are you? tell me your ideas and i’ll see what i’m willing to do..”
the way he was already listening intently to you with his heavy-lidded eyes was endearing, as you were struggling a second time not to give in. you swallowed the last of your spit in a last resort to keep your demeanor, but all it did was leave your mouth dry.
“damn it, okay…uhm..”
he began thinking. it didn’t take too long because he had already known what he wanted to do. it was more of just saying it being the hard part because he was still trying to hold onto any level of highness he had left. he eventually caved and first admitted what seemed easiest to.
“c-can you.. put your finger back in my mouth? and then, um..”
he was hesitating. you could tell by his stammering that he felt he was in a very fragile position. his adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed—along with any of his pride he had left. he then began to voice the thoughts that were harder to admit.
“could you please just touch me? i don’t care where i just want your hands on me. do you- do you think you also can..”
his voice went quiet and you couldn’t help but barely hear what he muttered. but you managed to catch it, saving his dignity of having to repeat it.
“..jerk me off?”
you thought he might have been finished, but you were cut off by another one of his mumbles.
“and tell me if i’m being a.. good boy?”
any sense of ego he had before entering this room? it had now fully vanished. he was as vulnerable as you needed him to be. the feeling of reward that he longed for was now closer than he might have anticipated.
“we’ll see..”
you hooked a still saliva coated finger into his waistband and toyed with it. Gods, he hated this but simultaneously he was admitting in the back of his mind that this is what he’d been picturing all day. that slowly paced agonizing teasing that always ended up being worth every second.
“take them off.”
you ordered him, as he nodded and began slipping off his sweatpants. he struggled because of the sitting position he was in so, you helped him. then to throw them mindlessly to the floor.
through the fabric of his boxers was a very obvious erection. yuji tried keeping his eyes on you but he couldn’t hold eye contact for very long, his eyes darted to the sheets he was clutching with his hands as he leaned back on them.
“you are so handsome, i don’t think i tell you that enough..”
he tried to ignore the evident fact that his cock twitched behind the cloth. he swallowed and let out a shaky breath, trying to grip onto any composure he had left—which was absolutely none.
you raised your fingers and they met his lips. you pressed a thumb to his bottom lip and toyed with it before kissing his top lip. his lips tried to follow yours but your thumb kept him from pursuing. you pulled back and traced the sensitive scarred skin next to his mouth.
“do you want my fingers?”
he paused, swallowed, and then hesitantly spoke
“yeah..”
you tilted your head and raised a brow, feigning a better answer.
“sorry, y-yes…please.”
you chuckled as you first pressed your thumb down on his tongue. your other fingers held the bottom of his jaw.
he let out a groan of pleasure as your lips met the sensitive skin right below his ear. your lips trailed down to his collar bone before you took your thumb from his mouth—drool trailing off your thumb. his eyes turned into something more bratty because he thought this was another one of your games but then you took your lips away from his collar bone and instead, your drool coated thumb met your lips and you sucked it clean. you stole a deep kiss from his mouth as his eyes rolled back into his head. it lasted about 3 seconds, and he savored every last one as his lips desperately collided with yours. you stood back up on your knees and backed up an inch from his face, saliva still connecting your mouths.
then, you decided to replace your thumb with your middle and pointer finger. his lips closed around your fingers and he sucked gratefully. the unholy noises provided from his throat also aided to that conclusion. your lips returned to his collar bone shortly after.
“ngh..thank you…”
he managed to let out followed by gargled moans that he didn’t think to swallow. you pushed your fingers deeper into his mouth, they now sat at the back of his tongue, almost the brink of his throat. he gagged and then adjusted, if saliva wasn’t dripping down his chin before, now it definitely was.
you bit and chewed at the nape of his neck. now, you were basking in the ragged broken sounds that escaped his damned throat that was damned to make more.
you went to move your free hand somewhere more..comfortable. yuji let out a low, guttural, desperate groan when your hand met his erection. you traced his tip with your pointer finger, then massaged his balls.
“plea- ngh.. please don’t t-tease me like that..”
his cock twitched again as pre cum tried leaking out through the fabric. you press your thumb into his tip to stop it from seeping out, a gagged moan leaves him.
“hngh-“
he inhales sharply
“h-hey.. listen..”
your hands stay where they are as you lean towards his ear, his breathes shakily slide past the fingers he’s been choking on.
“hm? i’m listening.”
your thumb absentmindedly rubbed back and forth on top of his boxers. his eyes flicked down and he swallowed with half lidded eyes.
“it would be more fair if..”
he adjusted his mouth around your fingers, trying for his words to sound more audible and not as choked and messy. you relaxed your fingers that were settled upon his tongue.
“could i get to touch you, too?”
“please?-“
you pretend to think about an answer to his suggestion before nodding your head. you continued trailing kisses down his neck. you pulled away to say,
“what do you say?”
he pouted—as much as he could at least and then responded.
“thank you.”
he awkwardly trailed his hands from your thighs to the seam of your shirt. not awkwardly but more like he was testing the waters—hesitantly, making sure he wasn’t being greedy about the blessing you had just laid upon him.
his hand trails under your shirt and slowly up the curve of your waist. one hand rests right on your hip and then he cups one of your breast with the other. he gives it a gentle squeeze and you wince and then let out a quiet but teasing “hey..”
as he began to fondle your breast, his thumb swipes past your nipple once—then over and over until it grew hard. in return, you push your fingers farther into his throat and then you let your face fall into his neck to chew at his neck a little harder.
you both let out moans and whines due to each others touch as the two of you retaliated against each bold action. you smirk mischievously while letting out a quiet breathy laugh against his neck. you suck a tiny bit harder—just then, Itadori has the sudden audacity to speak up through his gargling whines.
“you’re gonna leave a mark..”
you pushed your fingers deeper to which he gagged but it was soon replaced with a moan as you traced his cock beneath the fabric. all you could as yourself was, “why was he so aware of that all of the sudden?”.
your mouth hovered over the spot you’d been kissing. you collected your words and then spoke up.
“you got somewhere to be later?”
your fingers loosened up a bit and you waited for a response.
“mm.. i guess not.”
you took your right hand to the waistband of his underwear. you hooked a finger into it and pulled at it teasingly.
“so, where were we?”
his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed and he stared down at your hand. he inhaled sharply as you traced his v-line, threatening to go lower.
“please, i’ve been a good boy right? please just touch me already..”
his desperate pleadings were enough to make your panties wet. you slipped your hand lower and pulled his cock from the fabric as you whispered down his neck.
“you’re right, you’ve been so good for me.”
you said rewardingly, but you leaned closer into his neck and followed it up with..
“but don’t start being a brat by trying to order me around..”
“yes m-“
he was cut off by his own moan as your hand began moving up and down his cock. your other fingers still sat in his mouth, you pushed them deeper and his moans almost became inaudible. each of them were cut off by gagged breathes and high pitched whines.
you let out a satisfied hum into his ear. pre cum had dripped down his length and been provided as a lubricant. and soon, the saliva that had dripped off his chin as well.
you found pleasure in watching his face as you pumped his cock. you could already tell he was close within 2 minutes of playing with him. his increasingly loud pathetic gargling whines and moans suggested so.
“awww, are you not gonna last?”
you said as you continued to pump his cock. you picked up the pace as he tried to suck the drool back in his mouth. he was so caught up in his own ecstasy that he had stopped fondling your breast but was gripping the sensitive tissue.
“n-no, i’m so damn close. shit..”
he managed to let out in broken whimpers. his guttural moans from before had become repeated whines as he approached his climax. his head rolled back and his eyes followed. he had finally accepted defeat when his head fell forward into your shoulder as he reached his limit. the squelching noises from your earlier vigorous pumping had subsided.
all he could do was stutter out words and groan into your shoulder.
“mm.. thank you, i really needed-“
he muttered drowsily. you gently gripped his chin and shifted his gaze to you, his hair sticking to his forehead.
knock
knock
a quiet but assertive voice cut through his muttering from behind your dorm door.
“is yuji in your dorm again?”
the two of you froze. the voice was undeniably yuji’s best friend megumi. yuji suddenly felt like such an idiot. he quickly pulled his boxers back over his sensitive cock. and he wasn’t about to answer him through the door because he still sounded like he’d been moaning for the past hour. while he took care of that, you responded.
“yeah he’s here, what’s going on?”
a sigh escaped megumi before he responded
“he asked to train earlier today and it is now way past the time he asked about. are we still training?”
“y-yeah, give me ten minutes i’ll be out in a bit.”
yuji decided to say—boldly. a slightly irritated “alright.” came out of megumi, followed by his footsteps as he walked away.
you and yuji stared at each other for a moment, and then you both sighed a sighed a sigh relief at the same time.
“holy shit, that was weird.”
“yeah, never again..”
the two of you took in the emotions of the situations. the adrenaline of almost getting caught in the aftermath of your escapade was not a good type of thrilling.
yuji tried to lift himself off of his palms from behind him to get up. he was stopped by a palm meeting his chest.
“just lie down okay? i’ll be back..”
you got up from the bed and his eyes followed. you opened your closet and reached for a towel. it was one of your clean towels you would bring to training, it was mostly for yuji though—you never seemed to sweat as much as he did. you unfolded the towel and walked back to the bed. with your knees braced towards the sides of him, you began wiping the drool off his face. then, tried to clean up any remaining semen that would stain your sheets.
(i was gonna write yuji showing up to train with his gang or wtv and then he has a hickey on his neck and they clown him for it but i didn't feel like it so just use your imagination okay thanks..)