mrblueeyes | Open Post & Wishlist

Open Post & Wishlist

RP wishlist:
Shippy stuff with Suguru forever. Also always interested in Nanami, and I'm totally here for dark shit with Sukuna. Interested to explore ship possibilities with other canonmates (but not his students or the younger generation in general). Open to a variety of power dynamics but have a preference for Gojo bottoming--I find when I play him that he likes to flex like he's more dominant and toppy, but his actual type is guys who will call him out on that shit and make him yield.

My dream PSLs are usually long, plotty, filled with conflicting motivations, and also a large side of smut and kink. I like playing with co-dependent and obsessive relationships where things get messy and characters make bad decisions. I love building plots so I'm more than happy to come up with ideas, and I'm always up for building AU backstories and settings.

Specific ideas & most wanted right now:

Sugusato:
-At the end of jjk0, Gojo spares Geto and steals him away, nurses him back to health but keeps him locked up.

-Beauty & the Beast AU. Knight Gojo shows up to slay shapeshifter Geto, but gets caught in the enchantment and trapped in the castle with Geto and his pet curses, and has to learn empathy toward curses and falls in love with Geto while he's trying to figure out how to break the spell.

weird dystopian jujutsu sorcerers openly rule modern society as kings AUs:
-heian era or fantasy au option, rebel/feral curse user geto gets captured to be used as a puppet under gojo family control
-modern au (still jujutsu dystopia, sort of arranged marriage), geto getting pushed into indentured servitude for the gojo family, with lots of bullshit about how honored he should be for the 'apprenticeship' when really it's just how the noble families control powerful sorcerers popping up among the commoners

-teenage fluff shenanigans forever, awkward misunderstandings, jealousy, cute confessions

-dark AUs generally (curse user Gojo AUs, evil Geto willing to seduce/corrupt/kidnap/exploit Gojo)

Sukugo:
-Hundreds of years ago Sukuna was defeated and bound to obey the Gojo family. Now, the heir of the Gojo family knows this curse is dangerous, but he’s starting to become a little obsessed…

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[He sends the address to his own place, even though he also technically lives at the school and at the Gojo family estate. It's important, especially for things like this, to have a bachelor pad available.

It's an upscale apartment, immediately obvious from the address alone that Gojo's got money. Not the penthouse--he doesn't need to be that flashy, he intentionally wants a place that doesn't draw attention--but the interior is all chrome and black marble, with huge picture windows. Everything about it screams 'bachelor pad', with random items of clothing and last night's takeout left lying around, but the kitchen is spotless. (He hires someone to clean once a week.) The place feels anonymous, too. Aside from a few gaming consoles that are clearly getting regular use, nothing about it is personalized to Gojo. The expensive art on the walls is all abstract stuff, and the furniture was chosen by some interior designer, not by Gojo himself. It's impossible to tell whether he moved in a week ago or a decade ago.

When Lil arrives, Gojo opens the door and nods his head in the general direction of the kitchen in order to invite Lil in.] What are we doing, blowjob before dinner, round two after?

[Lil whistles, impressed, and pushes his shades up to the top of his hair as he takes a step inside and peers around; a multitude of shopping bags carried on one arm.]

Whew, you really are loaded after all! This place looks like it's straight out of a catalogue or something...

[Still in the middle of curiously taking in the scenery, Lil pauses as the other man speaks up; glancing over to Gojo with a raised brow. On one hand, the way the other man speaks so curtly is exactly what Lil likes; straight to the point. "Manly". On the other hand...

Something about it makes Lil wonder if Gojo isn't entirely used to having company linger in his place for too long? Of course, it's entirely possible that Gojo is simply impatient when it comes to getting what he wants- which Lil can certainly relate to. But if Lil's other theory is true....

There's no way Lil could pass up an opportunity to teasingly test the guy's boundaries a bit, right?]

Heh.....

[He steps closer to Gojo and leans in, gesturing towards his own cheek.] What- no "welcome home" kiss for your temporary hubby first...?

[Gojo pauses only momentarily as he processes that, then smirks as he takes up the challenge. He steps forward as Lil steps into his space so that they're practically chest to chest and he can show off the fact that he's got five inches in height on Lil, chin lifted a little like he's ready for this showdown to turn into a fight.

Then he dips his head forward and brushes his lips along Lil's cheekbone, getting right up close to his ear before he plants a wet kiss with a loud 'MWAH'.

Straightening up, he turns away and head off into the kitchen, abandoning the moment now that he's 'won' Lil's challenge. (And possibly proving Lil's theory right in the process.) Opening the fridge, he sticks his head in and rummages among the bottles. There are only bottles.] You want something to drink? I've got ... strawberry milk, lychee soda, and ... a peach oolong.

[Ohoho~?

There's a moment where Gojo steps closer and Lil isn't quite sure whether to expect a kiss or a punch to the jaw; tingles of excitement creeping up the soldier's spine as he anticipates the other's next move. It's only now that Lil is fully reminded of just how tall Gojo is... But rather than making him back down, being the perpetually horny rabid dog that he is Lil starts to feel even more excited at the thought of bringing such an imposing specimen down to his knees...

The temptation is even stronger as those soft lips dip closer and flutter against his cheek, feather light and teasing... Before suddenly giving him a big wet SMOOCH.

Lil blinks, somehow surprised in the aftermath of getting exactly what he asked for.

.....

..........Y'know, somehow, that managed to be both threatening and legitimately hot? Like, weirdly hot, for the joke that it was. Maybe even a little cute, with how Gojo turned away immediately afterwards... Seems like Lil might've guessed correctly after all.

But Lil doesn't have time to decipher his sudden mysterious urge to pounce on the guy before his thoughts are interrupted by devastating news.]

Huh- for real???

Damnit, I didn't even bother getting booze 'cause I figured you'd have some...!

[He rushes over... And then blinks as he spots the bottles not-so-hidden within that fridge. Making a disgruntled noise, Lil aims a casual punch at his host's shoulder.]

Grgh, don't even fuck around like that, man...! Go ahead and grab me a beer.

[He turns to finally set his bags of ingredients down on the countertop; not bothering to put anything away as he clearly intends to get right to cooking.]

So anyway, where's my apron at? Do you really have one or what?

Hm? Oh, right. Forgot about those. I think Shoko left them.

[Gojo reaches all the way to the back of the fridge and lifts up one of the beers, grabbing a strawberry milk for himself with his other hand. Is there a bottle opener around somewhere? Probably. But Gojo would have to call Shoko to know where, so Lil will just have to hope it's easy to find.

He sets both drinks down on the counter, grin remaining tilted to one side with pleasure and anticipation as he enjoys having Lil here. His guest is just the right level of feral and unhinged to have Gojo genuinely interested, instead of most of his dates which are just a matter of convenience and enjoying attention.] I'll get it. Take your clothes off.

[Leaving the room briefly, Gojo comes back with a black shopping bag that looks more like a gift bag, quality card stock with a name emblazoned in gold lettering. He drops it on the counter next to Lil's grocery bags for him to open it himself, then picks a spot nearby where he's fairly sure he'll be out of the way and leans against the counter to watch, arms crossed over his chest. He's wearing a tight black shirt with short sleeves that shows off that he is extremely fit, with baggy martial arts training pants that tie with a drawstring at the front.

Inside the super fancy shopping bag is a little bundle in gold tissue paper with a gold sticker holding it shut, and within that is the promised apron. It's beautiful, white silk with layers of ruffles and a wide sash to tie in the back. It's long enough to fall mid-thigh on Lil, but it looks like something meant for an extremely high-class call girl doing a french maid roleplay, not something that should ever be brought into a kitchen where the pristine white might be stained.]

["Shoko"...? If that's Gojo's girl, Lil is gonna be pretty pissed if she is under the impression that this guy is supposed to be faithful to her. For now, though, Lil will just assume that the possible couple has some sort of 'understanding' between them and keep minding his business.

He raises a brow as the taller man steps away, curious as to why something like an apron wouldn't be closer to the kitchen already. Shrugging his shoulders, the 'chef' decides to prepare himself regardless.]

Yes sir. [He speaks sarcastically, as he removes all of his outerwear. By the time Gojo returns with a mysteriously fancy-looking gift bag in hand, Lil is basically fully undressed with the exception of his NSFW black undies which leave very little to the imagination. His hair is momentarily down as well; cascading over his shoulders in thick locks, but he's currently in the middle of holding his hair tie between his teeth while tying it up again.]

Hey, what the--??

[THIS is Gojo's apron? He didn't seriously....?

Yes, yes he did.]

Rgh.... [A low growl of a noise leaves Lil's throat as he reaches into the bag and pulls out what is hands down the most unserious apron Lil has ever seen. Genuinely taken aback, Lil glances back at Gojo's expectant face with an incredulous expression. This fucking guy....]

...You really weren't kidding about the "frilliest apron you could find" bit, huh?

[WELP. If Gojo thinks that Lil is gonna back down from this challenge, he can think again. Firstly, there's just no way Lil would chicken out, considering how Gojo so smoothly rose up to Lil's "welcome home kiss" gag earlier... And secondly?]

Hmph. Hey, it's your money so... If you like it, I love it.

[An apron is an apron at the end of the day, and it ain't his fault if it gets ruined beyond repair. Is he at all embarrassed? Maybe. But other than his cheeks taking on a reddish hue, Lil shows no further signs of fluster. He's in it too deep now; determined to win this round of this back-and-forth game that they seem to be playing with each other.

The apron is put on, and Lil finishes tying his hair up as well; now held together within a higher and tighter bun rather than his usual messy ponytail. As if proclaiming his own "victory" for this round, Lil confidently peers back at Gojo from over his shoulder with a grin, gesturing to the untied sash behind him.]

Well? Are you gonna help tie me up, or are you gonna just stand there like an asshole?

Really wasn't kidding, [Gojo confirms, with a grin that is both insufferably smug and also wholeheartedly delighted.

His arms are already uncrossing as Lil starts doing up his hair, so he's only a step away from Lil when he's ready to have his sash tied.]

Hold still.

[Taking up both ends of the sash, Gojo gives them a firm tug to pull Lil even closer into his space, so that Lil's bare back brushes against his chest. He dips his head to nuzzle briefly up the side of Lil's throat, a hungry little rumble in his throat, then relaxes his grip on the sash and takes a half step back, all cool aloofness again as he ties the sash into a bow. He takes care to do it perfectly, tying it the way a professional gift-wrapper would, with an extra loop to prevent the otherwise-inevitable twist in the bow.] There. Perfect.

[It's been a long time since Gojo's had such a visceral reaction to anyone, but the tension and challenge between the two of them makes him want to get up in Lil's space and stay there, to sink his teeth into him and keep him instead of throwing him out after orgasm like any other one-night stand. He's not willing to let Lil out of his personal space just yet, and his arm slides around Lil's waist again, fingers splaying out across Lil's belly as he drops his head to Lil's shoulder and bites.

He has no intention of breaking skin, but he wants to mark him enough that the bruises will last for days or even a couple weeks.

Then his arms release and he steps back again, that cool unconcern dropping back into place. He's usually more hyperactive as a default state, but he keeps settling back into acting cool because it serves as his best defense against the fact that Lil has already gotten so thoroughly under his skin that Gojo's becoming a little bit obsessed with him.]

[Once the taller male starts getting him tied up, Lil turns back around to wash his hands and start preparing their meal. His host is... much more distracting during that process than anticipated, though. Looks like Gojo is into aprons even more than Lil thought?? Or at least, that's what he can gather from the rather enthusiastic way that Gojo snatches him close all of a sudden. What an interesting guy...

It's not like Lil doesn't get the appeal- his own list of personal kinks is long and only getting longer by the day, so even if he hasn't yet been in a scenario where aprons came into play, it's not like they wouldn't have made the list EVENTUALLY. Never would have guessed that Lil himself would be the one to end up wearing such a thing- and if anyone else made the request in a different scenario, he might've even declined- but that just makes it all the more curious as to why Lil suddenly feels himself getting easily excited despite being fondled in such a ridiculous state. Rather than the apron itself, could it be that Gojo's presence is what's affecting Lil so much...?

An audible laugh escapes him at the thought; interrupted by a hard swallow when that warmth nuzzles against his throat, and a hand slides across his tensing abdomen. When was the last time that the ever-impatient Lil even allowed for such an atmosphere to build up to this extent? It's surprisingly fun in it's own way.]

Hehe, ain't there a rule about "no snacking before dinner"-- [Just when Lil thought Gojo was done with him, a bite digs into his shoulder and Lil utters a surprised groan, shuddering hard.]

Ghn- !? haa... haha...! [Laughing again, lil stops in the middle of chopping up one of many peppers to look back at Gojo again; his gaze burning with definite arousal.]

Dumbass... See what you did? [He casually gestures down at himself with the knife in his hand, drawing attention to the state of his own body. Beneath the thin silky fabric of his frilly apron, Lil's nipples are each poking out lewdly, and a noticeable bulge has started to form between his legs.] All you had to do was stand there and look pretty, but now you're just making things harder for yourself~....

[Well. Harder for them both, honestly, because Lil has never been particularly great at not pouncing on the opportunity to have sex right away, and that impatience only seems to have increased tenfold with Gojo. But if Gojo can step back and pretend to be so "unbothered" all of a sudden after having the nerve to rile Lil up so much, then hey, two can play that game, too!

Let's see who breaks first.

Lil idly twirls the knife in hand, flirtatiously cocking his head to the side as he let's Gojo have a better look at the state of his aroused body.] Guess we could always skip the food altogether if your priority's changed all of a sudden~...

Up to you. Are you gonna be a bad boy who swallows nothing but my cum tonight, or a good boy who gets stuffed with dinner and dessert?

I like things hard, [Gojo replies, his smirk curved wide and predatory. His eyes may be hidden behind the blindfold, but his attention is very intently fixed on Lil.] Especially you.

[He intends to behave himself and stay out of the way, but Lil's words make his lips part, a heavy breath pulled from him at the intense surge of arousal that goes through him at being spoken to like that. His hands are resting idly on the counter to either side of his hips, but now one of them shifts forward, fingers curling over the edge of the polished stone and gripping tight. His own voluminous pants help to conceal his own erection, but everything about Gojo is large and the rise in the fabric is undeniable.] I'm not letting you out of our deal.

[He has to consciously force himself to release his hold on the counter so that he doesn't risk breaking off a chunk of it. Reaching for his strawberry milk instead, he tosses it up into the air, letting it spin multiple times and then catching it again without looking, cracking it open and taking a swig. It's a completely absurd drink for him to choose, when he both looks and acts like the kind of person who could casually chug a handle of vodka.] Right, that reminds me. I promised to cover the groceries. [Setting down his drink again to fish out his wallet, he pulls out a couple of bills. It's too much--he doesn't have a reasonable sense of how much groceries cost, so he's rounded up. He tosses the money onto Lil's discarded pants so it won't get forgotten, hoping that Lil won't be offended by cash being involved in a situation with sex. It's only money.

Needing distractions so that he doesn't start taking a few more bites out of Lil, Gojo unpacks the rest of the grocery bags, washing produce and putting it next to Lil's cutting board, then starting to dig in the cupboards to find a pot suitable for curry. Despite the clear evidence that Gojo doesn't cook, his restless helping is actually helpful rather than getting in the way. Unsure whether he owns a rice cooker, Gojo sets out a smaller pot for the rice, then a larger one for the curry. Spoon to stir. Oh, there's the bottle opener. Gojo retrieves Lil's beer, opens it, and then steps behind him again as he reaches past him to set the bottle down where it will be convenient for him to grab while he cooks.

But now he's made the mistake of putting himself back in Lil's space. Instead of continuing to find tasks for himself to do, like he should, Gojo's hands curl around Lil's hips, head dipping down again to nuzzle at the soft bristle of Lil's undercut.]

Why'd you leave these on? [His hands slip past the waistband of Lil's underwear, one reaching to curl around Lil's cock and the other to palm his ass, pushing the fabric down as he does so.

Evidently Gojo is having some difficulty being a good boy.]

Heh. No dice, huh?

Too bad~... [He teases, before turning around to finish cooking after all. Belatedly, an idle thought drifts into his mind as he reaches over to turn on the stovetop and begin sizzling ingredients that take the longest to cook.

...Shouldn't Lil feel more irritated that his attempt to seduce Gojo into being a "bad boy" didn't work? It's weird, because Lil genuinely is horny as hell right now, and Gojo is undeniably hot. Usually he'd practically be going feral with sexual frustration right about now to the point of wanting to wrestle Gojo down to the floor- but for some reason? A surprisingly large part of him actually does want to follow through with cooking for the guy, as agreed.

If one wanted to be nice, they could guess that it's Lil's personal sense of duty or commitment to their agreement as men that distracts him away from jumping Gojo instead, but that's not the whole truth. Maybe he's just having fun teasing the guy? But that doesn't seem to be the whole of it either....

Eh, whatever. This kind of deep self-reflection isn't Lil's thing anyway. Point is- he wants to fuck, but he also wants to feed this Cheshire Cat of a man just as much for some reason, so it's no struggle at all for Lil to pivot from seduction-mode to 'mission' mode.

It's a rare thing- for anybody to catch a glimpse of this side of him; brows furrowed in serious contemplation as he thinks back and reaches deep into his memory to recreate a dish that he hasn't actually bothered to cook in a long time. For once he's actually quiet for just a few brief moments; chopping, seasoning, pouring, saying little else besides the occasional contemplative mumble or a quiet 'thanks' as he vaguely registers that he's been paid (Roasting Gojo for not knowing shit about the cost of groceries can come later, once he has a moment to give the wad of cash more attention....)

Speaking of not knowing shit- Gojo is actually pretty helpful in the kitchen for a rich guy who very apparently doesn't cook a god damn thing himself. Even with minimal communication, their coordination is somehow in sync as Lil puts the final few bits of their meal together and stirs. Just as Lil takes a very accomplished swig of his beer for doing just about all that can be done at the moment, a familiar warmth against his back makes itself very known. Lil finds himself "trapped" against the counter by a strong grip, and he intakes a quick breath.]

Ah... [The question has Lil pondering for a moment, trying real hard to remember himself as he goes to wash his hands.] Habit, I guess?

I mean, you only gotta get popped with bacon grease while cookin naked one time before you learn-- pfft, woah! [Surprised at the sudden groping, Lil starts to crack up; skin flooding with heat once more.]

Ahh- Haha ha-- uhn....! Couldn't even... wait fifteen more minutes, huh? [He's breathing hard already; his cock twitching within Gojo's rough palm and his hips starting to thrust all on their own. Damn, now that Lil's mind is finally torn away from focusing on their food, all of his usual impatience is swiftly making a return. That grip on his cock alone feels way too good to ignore, and Lil doesn't even mind the palming of his ass either. At this point, everywhere Gojo touches feels dangerously sensitized.]

F- fuck it, guess we can-nnh, take a short break while things simmer...

Besides- I've got a disobedient spouse in need of some attention. [Lil reaches back and, in one swift movement, takes a handful of Gojo's hair to yank the other male closer and capture his mouth in a full-blown kiss. His pierced tongue delves forward, aiming to wrestle Gojo's for dominance for an extended couple of moments; the wet noises of his kiss seeming all the more loud after their extended period of silence earlier.

He pulls back with heavy breaths, though Lil remains close enough to mutter against Gojo's lips] ...Since my undies are bugging ya so much, why don't you get down on your knees and finish stripping them off with your teeth..? You like biting things, after all.

[He nips at Gojo's bottom lip with his own teeth and grins challengingly.] -Unless you're feeling shy all of a sudden.

[Being called a disobedient spouse and yanked forward like that draws a ragged gasp from Gojo's mouth. The earlier 'husband' teasing and the welcome home kiss had been easy for Gojo to play along with as jokes, but this time it doesn't feel funny at all. It hooks into his belly as pure kink, sending a nervous little thrill through him. Allergic to commitment though he's always been, the thought of being treated like Lil's spouse makes his head spin with both vulnerability and lust. He would never have agreed to it as a kink on its own--he'd genuinely been driven by the appeal of food and the convenience of doing this in his own home--but now he wants nothing more than to obey his husband for the night.

His grip shifts, returning to Lil's hips and gripping tight as he presses close up against him, cock heavy and throbbing against Lil's ass as he returns the kiss. Though he gives Lil a good fight for control of the kiss, it's not a fight he wants to win.

A tiny whine of disappointment escapes him as Lil breaks the kiss, and he leans forward instinctively to try and chase it. Somewhere in the back of his mind that little whine sets off an alarm bell. Even though he whines all the time when he wants something, that's always performative. This was pulled out of him, raw and needy.

But Lil's already inside of his defenses and Gojo's mind is far too saturated with lust to be able to heed those alarms. His nails dig into Lil's hips at the playful nip he's given, every cell in his body driven with the need to keep him, claim him, devour him.

Forgetting entirely about the food, Gojo drops to his knees on the spot, hitting the black marble with a hard smack. With further disobedience, he keeps his fingers hooked under Lil's underwear so that it's pulled down in one swift motion, then abandoned by his ankles. But he'll absolutely take the opportunity to do something with his teeth, leaning in and turning his head to bite the top of Lil's thigh on one side, just beneath the curve of his hip.

Then he sits back on his heels to await further instruction, and lifts his blindfold on one side to reveal one eerily bright blue eye, sparkling playfully up at Lil before closing for a moment in what ... might have been a wink. Might just have been a smug moment of closing his eyes. Hard to confirm a wink when only one eye is visible.]

[What a sound that was.

A shudder runs through Lil's body and he can slowly feel himself losing his grip on sanity when Gojo whines like some kind of desperate animal. That grip on his hips is like a vice, and the rock-hard stiffness of Gojo's cock can be clearly felt against him. It's exciting as hell see and hear Gojo unraveling like this. In fact, it's such an unbelievable turn-on that...

Lil ALMOST manages to forget that he has somehow ended up practically bent over Gojo's countertop???]

Hey now, what do you think you're doing back there, exactly...? Ahh- [After snapping to the realization that their 'game' has inadvertently gotten him to put himself in a rather dangerous position, Lil nudges back at Gojo and gives him an order, aiming to reestablish dominance. It works- kind of- as the taller male stops crowding Lil to sink down to the floor and half-obey his command. Teeth sink into Lil's thigh and the soldier lets out a noise somewhere between a moan and a laugh. Is Lil about to walk away from this with even more marks all over his scarred body...? Somehow, he doesn't actually mind the thought at all. Lil turns to face Gojo completely, and shakes his head in both amusement and disbelief as he's winked(?) at; giving the other man a wild grin of his own.

Damn. He's even more gorgeous than Lil thought....]

Heh... You're really somethin' else. [He steps closer; the bulge of his cock creating a large tent beneath the silk fabric of his ridiculously frilly apron. There's a very noticeable wet spot at the tip; clearly indicating just how stimulated he has become.]

Careful, babe... I might be dressed like this, but I'm still top dog at the end of the day. And it'd take one hell of a special guy to change that, got it?

So you better start keeping THIS thing- [Lil roughly nudges Gojo's bulging erection with the heel of his foot; not-so-vaguely threatening to grind that disobedient cock beneath it.] Under control, or I'll get it under control for ya.

[It's not like Lil is actually angry. If anything, he might even be feeling a little more turned on by Gojo's hotheaded initiative. Still- it's the principle of the thing. Lil might've been feeling good enough to not mind having his "virgin" ass grinded against for a second, but completely handing it over to Gojo- or anybody else- is a different matter.

Looks like this giant of a man needs to be taught a lesson about underestimating the "little guy".

Gojo's hair is caught in a firm grip once more. For a moment Lil has a VERY intrusive thought about what he wants to do to that blindfold, and that thought comes dangerously close to becoming reality. He toys with the idea as he lifts the hem of his apron up to reveal his own throbbing hard dick and rubs it against Gojo's remarkably pretty face; briefly prodding the bottom edge of fabric.]

You don't want this to be as close to getting your face fucked as you get tonight, right...?

[His hips twitch forward just enough to perhaps briefly thrust his cock under Gojo's blindfold for a moment, but luckily Lil manages to have just a small semblance of restraint. He pulls back and then prods his crazily aroused cock against those pretty lips of Gojo's instead. The sensation alone has him leaking more precum; smearing like gloss against them.]

This pretty little number I'm wearing got all messy thanks to you... I can't let that slide when my better half bought it special just for me, you know?

Take responsibility and lick me clean.

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[Gojo's hands reach for him at once, running up over his thighs in lustful admiration of Lil's warm bronze skin set off by the pristine white apron. It takes a lot to shut Gojo up, but he hasn't said a word since his hand found Lil's cock, especially after Lil threw him off-balance with that kiss.

He's so distracted by his desire that he doesn't immediately make sense of what Lil means by 'top dog'. When it clicks, a laugh bursts from him, blue eye sparkling with mischief. It's immensely tempting to point out that he is an extremely special guy. But that's not the direction he wants things to go, and he has just enough sense to know that it would be a bad idea to challenge that particular boundary, even in jest. Occasionally, Gojo can demonstrate impulse control instead of being an absolute menace. He still has to make a joke about it, but his whole head is dazed with how much he wants Lil and how much he wants to please Lil, so it's easy to veer that joke in a direction that will get them both what they want.]

Top dog, huh? [Lil's hand slides back into his hair and Gojo groans at the pleasure of it, shamelessly rubbing his cheek against Lil's cock in return even though it tugs harder on his hair.] I'm good with being your bitch, then.

[Surprise flickers through his expression as Lil's cock ruts against his blindfold, pushing it up. No one's ever done that before. It's deliciously filthy, but it also makes the vulnerable feeling in his gut flutter a little. That's not the kind of thing Gojo wants to explore now (or ever), so he chooses to avoid it, reaching up to pull the blindfold off entirely to reveal both of his shocking blue eyes, framed with white lashes. His blindfold also doubles as a hairband for him, keeping his tumble of violet-white hair out of his face, but now it all spills down into his eyes, making him look younger. They're the same age, and like this he actually looks it.

He's glad that Lil hasn't pressed the topic of the blindfold, since it is a blindfold and totally blocks his vision, but despite that he behaves like he can see. They'd been in the same government facility at the same time, and had the chance to flirt and exchange numbers when their paths had briefly crossed. Gojo is fairly sure he's some kind of military special forces. In return, he'd stated that he works with a confidential branch of the government, and that's all he plans for Lil to find out. Which means he needs to try and hide the fact that he has supernatural powers, never mind how immensely strong those powers are. His eyes are a huge clue that he's not an ordinary human, but he can mostly conceal the rest of it. He keeps habitually renewing his Limitless, and it takes active effort now to remember to turn it off anytime Lil gets close enough to touch. Lil would almost certainly notice if his hand was repelled inches away from Gojo's body.

His tongue slides out the moment that Lil's dick touches his lips. Licking greedily at his partner and rolling his tongue shamelessly across the skin in broad, flat swipes, Gojo moans at the taste of him. One hand has remained on Lil's hip, but the hand that drew away the blindfold returns up along Lil's inner thigh, curling around his balls and starting to massage lightly at them.]

Please, [Gojo murmurs, lips rumbling against Lil's skin. He keeps his eyes upward, knowing exactly how pretty he looks like this, and his expression glitters with both desire and challenge, simultaneously eager to obey and also wanting to make it difficult as possible for Lil to keep control over him.]

Satoru's furious about the requirement to marry.

Politics and money are unimportant things to him, but to the head of the Gojo clan they're what make the world go round, and the Geto family has been rising in power and wealth for generations. It's a little bit impressive that they've managed to compete at all with the three main families, but for all Satoru cares they can go right on doing that without needing him to be involved. He's Gojo Satoru, and he doesn't need to be saddled with some spouse that will only slow him down and waste his time.

The facts he knows about Geto Suguru are limited, but he's certainly not the worst choice. They're the same age, for starters, and the fact that Suguru is male means that Satoru won't be expected to produce children. He's surprised that they're letting him off the hook at all on that one, so it speaks to just how much they want this alliance. (Still, Satoru won't be surprised if later they end up pressuring him to take an eligible mistress and breed for the future of the clan.) Satoru went to Kyoto Jujutsu High while Suguru was from Tokyo, so he's only encountered Suguru through school exchange events, and they've been graduated for a couple of years now. Finding Suguru aloof, Satoru hadn't bothered to get to know him. He's powerful though, Satoru knows that. Maybe nearly as powerful as Satoru himself, and the Cursed Spirit Manipulation ability is rare and fascinating. It makes the Zen'in Ten Shadows technique look paltry in comparison.

What Satoru is (at the moment) angriest about is the fact that this was sprung on him out of the blue. They'd been hosting the Geto family for the past few days, with the most powerful members of each family doing their negotiating and politicking. Satoru hadn't been paying any attention to what all of that meant until he was informed that his engagement had been decided.

Practically crackling with cursed energy, Satoru storms out one of the back doors of the Gojo estate, thinking that he might want to punch a tree just to see it explode since he can't do the same to his senior family members. It's a beautiful evening, just past sunset, and the grounds are quiet. All the rest of the family and guests are inside eating and drinking and being generally infuriating.

He stops when he realizes that there's someone else out here taking refuge from all of that. It's Suguru. He's ... grown up nice, in the past couple of years. Handsome. (Not as handsome as Satoru.) Dignified. (Much more dignified than Satoru.)

Satoru feels a sting of shame for this being Suguru's first sight of him in more than two years, storming out here like a child with a temper tantrum. Satoru doesn't think that he himself has changed much in that time, aside from being a little bit taller and wearing a blindfold most of the time now instead of the black glasses he wore in his teens. And as much as he feels like he should try and make a better impression, he is still in a temper. He immediately blunts the edges of it so that he doesn't try to punch Suguru.

"Have they told you yet?" Satoru asks. He's still bristling for a fight, but he doesn't actually blame Suguru for this situation. He's as innocent as the tree (which has now, thankfully, gotten a reprieve of execution). Slowing his pace to a walk instead of a stomp, Satoru stops six feet away from him in order to talk. "Or did you know about this in advance?"

He doesn't specify what 'this' is. If Suguru knows about the engagement at all, then he can't mistake what Satoru's fuming about.

[Ah, amazing... Gojo reacts just as Lil hoped he would to being 'threatened' with an ass-kicking. -By barreling forward regardless, without hesitation.

It's not like Lil really expected Gojo to be intimidated by him, anyway; that was just Lil testing Gojo's nerve for his own personal satisfaction. But even when they met for the very first time, Lil could tell that something about this person was just different- and it went beyond the guy having an impressive body or a cocky attitude. As for what that "different" thing about him is, Lil still has no clue- but if he had to guess?

It's got something to do with those fucking eyes....

They send a sharp ripple of shock through Lil's body when they're fully uncovered; their gaze making him hot. Lil, for his part, is just a "normal" human- but he's part of an elite team that deals with very abnormal threats, and suddenly he can't help but wonder now if Gojo is one of those abnormalities that gets whispered about. Gojo's words are arousingly submissive, but those eyes are challenging and full of fire. The contrast makes both Lil's cock and something within his chest ache suddenly, as if yearning for something more.]

Fuck... [Lil's cock jumps and pulses eagerly against Gojo's tongue, balls tensing within his large hand.] Haa... You're incredible.

[He mutters his admission out loud, dumbly, before his brain can even catch up with what he's saying. And then-]

I'm gonna ruin you.

[His words somehow come out mixed with equal parts admiration and agggression. He moans impatiently and goes to pull Gojo's hand away, pushing forward. Lil raises the hem of his apron up, biting it between his teeth, so that he can grip into Gojo's hair with both hands.]

Be a good bitch and open up wide.

[Whether Gojo immediately behaves or not, Lil is ready to straight up pry that dirty mouth open with his cock right now, and he quickly shoves himself forward to bury himself in as deep as he can go. Nearly overhwelms himself in the process, moaning something that sounds a lot like Gojo's name while continuing to speak around the fabric held in his mouth.]

Uhn-- Goh-- jhk- [Hips pull back only to slam forward immediately; blunt nails digging in against Gojo's scalp as he builds up rhythm.] Ngh, so good.... good boy....

((the slightly longer version is that gojo is the head of a major martial arts sorcerer family, one of three that works with the government to deal with huge demon monster things without the populace at large noticing. so while he is actually salaried (lavishly) by the government for his services (plus he has significant generational wealth), he's intentionally misrepresenting his role to Lil by implying that he works for the government, since he'd laugh if they tried to give him actual orders. he works 'for' the government on a 'thanks ever so much for saving all our lives again this week' basis. also, importantly, gojo is pretty much universally recognized as The Strongest. he has a god complex and it is only slightly deluded: bitch literally has god-tier power.))

[The praise and flattery does so much for Gojo, especially when combined with the way Lil looks at him. He's immensely vain, and even though he knows as a fact that he's exceptionally attractive, he still loves hearing it as often as possible. Gojo thrives on attention.

His eyes burn with desire, something undeniably predatory about him as he gazes up at Lil, like a completely feral tiger choosing to yield.

Starving for Lil's cock, Gojo's grateful that he understands immediately what that 'please' is for, but his grin tilts all the way to one side in a smirk as he admires what Lil looks like with that frilly apron foaming from his mouth. It's completely ridiculous and Gojo's so hot for him. He only indulges himself with that smirk for a second before he drops his jaw open, getting his lips around Lil's cock.

There's no opportunity to adjust before Lil slams his hips forward, hitting the back of Gojo's throat, and he shifts his neck just slightly, adapting his angle to match, with such precise skill even under this onslaught that on the third thrust Lil's cock can slam all the way home. Gojo's eyes roll up in his head at the raw pleasure of having his throat filled like this, and he lets his head relax once he's gotten that right for Lil, letting his lover use him as mercilessly as he pleases. His lips stay tight around Lil's shaft, tongue laving against the underside of Lil's cock as it slams into him.

His hand drops to his own cock, gripping himself firmly through the fabric of his pants to give himself a little warmth and pressure as he deals with the roaring need that flares through his body.

He doesn't necessarily need to breathe, so he's not worried about whether Lil intends to ease up enough to let him. If Lil forgets, Gojo knows his face might get turn a bit blue. It will damage him not to breathe, but he can just heal any damage his body starts to take from oxygen deprivation, and getting face-fucked is absolutely more important.]

((Gojo 'no it's cool i'll just heal my own brain damage in under a millisecond' Satoru, ladies and gentlemen.))

~~((Okayyyyyy, you got me, after years of resisting for no good reason I have finally added JJK to my watch list, lol))~~

[Does Lil want to suffocate Gojo to death with his cock? No, of course not.

Would he consider suffocating Gojo to the brink if he knew the guy was basically unkillable? Maybe.

For now, Lil will try not to push the guy too far... but holy shit- Gojo does NOT make it easy to keep himself in check. Locking his gaze with those angelic blue eyes as he plows Gojo's throat is enough to make Lil snap all on it's own, but then there's the sensation of wet heat squeezing down on him something fierce, and that slutty tongue that doesn't quit lapping at him for even a second...]

Touchin' yourself with such a slutty expression... You're shameless. [He grunts; his own grin widening around the fabric still held in his mouth as he speaks through gritted teeth.]

Shit, ughn.....What're you lookin' at me like that for, huh~?

You look like you've fallen' head-over-heels. [He's teasing, of course; playing into their cozy-little-domestic-roleplay-turned-petplay experience. He jams his rod as deeply into Gojo's throat as possible with a snap of his hips and moans out into the room with pleasure, grinding aginst Gojo's pretty face for a long moment... before finally pulling back enough for Gojo to get some air. He chuckles in amusement as the wet mess he's made of Gojo's mouth already, panting so hard that one might think Lil was the one deprived of oxygen. During the brief break, Lil's grip within Gojo's hair loosens, and for some reason, he finds himself gently petting the top of that silky white hair instead.] I gotta admit....

Doesn't sound like a bad life... -Keeping a partner as hungry for cock as you are, I mean.

[-But then the moment is over, and Lil shoves his cock right back into Gojo's mouth again. Somehow, he does even harder than before; fucking Gojo's face with wild abandon. The other man is held close, given no more breaks as Lil approaches his climax at his generous host's expense.]

Ahh, almost there babe.... I'm gonna- ngh, blow my load down your slutty throat...!

[The length of Lil's heavy cock continues to plow Gojo's mouth until he finally explodes, hard. It twitches and throbs as the soldier empties himself, spurt after spurt straight down Gojo's throat as promised. Eventually Lil pulls out- not for Gojo's sake, but rather to shoot his final spurt of cum onto Gojo's pretty face instead, marking him wordlessly with a satisfied groan.]

((You won't regret it. You may Suffer, but it's worth it. And Gojo's in it a ton, he's not the POV character but he's effectively the protagonist. The watch order is season 1, jjk 0: the movie, season 2.))

[Gojo's gaze never wavers from him for more than a moment at a time, and only for the briefest flutters of his lashes as his body reacts with pure waves of lust. The wet sounds his throat makes are obscene as Lil fucks him, and an ordinary man would probably be instinctively struggling a little against that overwhelming onslaught, tensing up or trying to breathe. Gojo stays as relaxed and loose as if he's getting a nice massage, head easy for Lil to hold and move as he pleases.

He knows that Lil's teasing him with the head-over-heels comment, his gaze isn't anything that soft at the moment. But he absolutely is watching Lil with smug, greedy intensity, completely obsessed with this feral dog who has come home with him.

Lil finally gets an actual human reaction when he pulls back for that moment, and Gojo's body gasps for air, panting raggedly without looking away for an instant, lips able to spread into a wide grin even around his gasps.

His own body is quivering a little with arousal as Lil finishes, filling him up and then spilling the last jet across his face. Panting heavily again when he's able to breathe, Gojo just keeps staring at him, expression unchanged except that one eye does wink shut this time to keep a droplet on his lashes from falling into his eye.

Licking his lips to capture the taste of him, Gojo tips his head slightly to one side, knowing that he looks beautiful and obscene and wanting Lil to have a good few moments to admire him.

Then he moves, hands curling around the backs of Lil's thighs and lifting him like he weighs nothing, rising with one smooth motion so that he's got Lil seated on the counter with Gojo crowded in close between his legs. They're closer to the same height like this, and Gojo's impossible blue eyes are still locked on Lil's face, finally closing for a moment only as he grabs Lil by the hair to kiss him. He needs this man, wants to choke on that cock a dozen more times today.

His kiss is a little more ferocious this time, greedy for Lil, but it's a show of desire rather than a press for dominance. He's quiet as his tongue fights with Lil's, but each time Lil presses an advantage and lays claim to Gojo's mouth he moans, grip tightening on Lil's hair and Lil's thigh.]

((Noted, ty!!))

[Jesus.... There's no way this guy is human, right? Not only does he suck dick better than a "pro"- it BARELY even seems to have caused Gojo minor discomfort to let his throat pounded for several minutes with little delay. He may look like an angel, but Gojo's got the endurance and deviancy of a straight-up demon.

It's perfect.

Finally, Lil lets the fabric of his apron fall from his mouth, and right when he does--]

Waoh--

Wait, huh!?

[You know, despite his name, Lil is ironically not at all used to being treated as if he really WAS little. But for one brief moment, as Gojo lifts him up off of his feet and carries him like he was made of paper, the solider flusters; faltering a bit as he has a very rare moment of feeling genuine embarrassment. He balls his hand into a fist and half-heartedly gives a punch to Gojo's shoulder in protest.]

Hey....! You don't gotta-

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Mmph!? Mnh.... [Suddenly Lil is settled down- both because he's sitting, and because he's kissed with so much passion that his body naturally falls into place mid-complaint. Despite his best efforts to remain grumpy, Lil is inherently weak to pleasure, and Gojo's tongue is nothing if not pleasurable.

He kisses Gojo back with a swelling ferociousness that starts out placid enough- simply absorbing Gojo's pent-up excitement in the aftermath of his own orgasm- but swiftly shifts into something much more active. The grip at Lil's messy bun pulls it somewhat loose; his locks falling over his shoulder once more as they escape his hair tie. Even with an undercut, Lil's got a lot of hair to grab, and the greedy way that Gojo takes hold of it makes Lil's toes curl as he hooks his legs around Gojo's waist. Heat returns to Lil's body... or rather, it never even has the chance to go anywhere, and his semi-hard cock twitches with interest as he's devoured. Lil begins devouring Gojo in return; breaking only for a moment to run his tongue up Gojo's cheek and lick his own come from the other man's face. He gives the other man a breathless grin afterwards, laughing in amusement.]

Haa, idiot, I'm getting hard again...

But you've waited like a good boy until now, so I guess we should get you off before dinner-

-Ah! Wait, wait... Turn off the stove for me! [Lil pushes at Gojo's chest, more earnestly this time, still laughing breathily.] Go on, I ain't gonna go anywhere...

But if the food burns, I'm gettin' a divorce, hehe~

[Gojo gives an appreciative groan as Lil's tongue slides over his face to clean him up. His hands keep roaming over Lil's body, squeezing possessively and keeping Lil's hips sealed right up against his own. He's achingly hard, with his intimidating cock not getting nearly enough stimulation, but he manages to keep his grinding to a minimum.

Taking the command, Gojo leans over and turns off the stove knobs. His eyes never leave Lil's face as he does it, not needing to look in order to see where his hand is going.

The offer to get him off is so tempting, and Gojo wants to just drag him to bed and forget everything else, but his huge appetite also wants to devour all that food. Impulsive hedonist though he is, Gojo can manage to delay one pleasure to make sure he maximizes all available pleasures.] I don't want the food to get cold. My husband went to all that effort to cook for me.

[He dips his head and licks up the side of Lil's shoulder, then bites the side of his neck with a little possessive rumble, though he's gentler there than he was with leaving marks on Lil's shoulder and hip. Soon enough, his eyes return to Lil's face. Despite how he doesn't actually need his eyes in order to see his surroundings, those eyes have been locked on Lil like he's magnetized ever since blindfold came off. His eyes seem hypnotic with that intense gaze and the almost unearthly blue, but the powers there are entirely passive. Gojo's the one who looks hypnotized, and he has no ability to influence or charm anyone beyond natural charisma.]

My given name is Satoru, [he offers, with a little nod of his head. He'd introduced himself earlier merely as 'Gojo', no clarification. His grin is starting to return to playfulness rather than the ravenous intensity of the past few minutes.] But you can keep calling me by my family name if you want.

Tell me your name again. I promise I'll remember it this time.

[ ...

That's right. He's not even embarrassed about the fact that he's That Guy. Lil is in his phone as 'cute dreads spec ops'. He'd never intended this to be more than a one night stand, and therefore remembering Lil's name wasn't important. For a split second there he'd just considered calling Lil 'Top Dog' from now on instead of admitting it. But he wants Lil's name now because he wants everything about Lil, and he's absolutely going to see Lil again. Maybe on a solely booty-call basis ('friends with benefits' seems like too much of a commitment, even in his own head), but Gojo knows his new obsession with Lil isn't going to be satisfied with just one night.

But he does give Lil his cutest, cheeriest grin, just in case Lil's annoyed with him for this confession.]

Ah... hah... [Now that the food is safe, Lil cranes his neck upwards to allow Gojo full access to his throat, moaning softly as it's nibbled against. He grins upon hearing that the other man still intends to partake in his cooking while it's hot, which... for some reason, Lil finds himself genuinely appreciating about the guy. For Gojo to want Lil's food just as much as he wants Lil's body is... strange as hell. But also really cool? There's something "wrong" with him for sure, and Lil likes it.] Well well... ain't you sweet?

If I were you I might've jumped my bones already. But judging by how much you've chewed me up already, you really are starving, aren't you? [He wonders if Gojo even skipped a meal, waiting for Lil to take care of it. The thought is oddly cute, in a way. It's also one of the weirdest things to be turning him on right now, in combination with Gojo calling him "My husband". This new domesticity kink is more fun to play with than anticipated.] Poor thing~...

I'll get you stuffed soon enough.

[Satoru? Huh... interesting. At this point, he's already gotten used to calling him Gojo, but Lil takes note of the name regardless. Maybe he'll save that information for special occasions...

Blinking incredulously at Gojo's following words, Lil lets out a burst of laughter.] Woahh, forgot my name already?

What a sleazy bastard you are! High class folk really are rotten~....

[~~.......But in reality, despite his teasing, this guy is has also been "That Guy" before, so he is in absolutely no position to be talking shit.~~

He reaches up to pinch Gojo's cheek in mild "punishment".] It's a good thing you're cute.

[Letting go of the other man's face, Lil casually loops both arms over Gojo's shoulders and scoots forward. Maybe he very purposefully grinds his dick against Gojo's erection in the process, but it's clear that he's also wordlessly expecting Gojo to help remove him from the countertop so that he can stand again and start plating their food.]

The soldier who found me back when I was little just called me "Lil", so... I guess that's what you'd call my "given" name, huh?

[He shrugs] Technically, I guess I also don't remember my family name or if I ever even had one to begin with, so I'll let you off the hook this time.

Anyway, I'm Lil.

[He jabs a finger into Gojo's chest.] The name might not suit me anymore, but it's still mine. So you better not forget it again or I really WILL kick your ass next time.

[Gojo's brows tug together briefly at hearing Lil's backstory. Any circumstances that led to child Lil being found by a soldier can't be anything good. Whatever it was, Gojo wants to protect people from things like that.

But his empathy's not strong enough to let him dwell on the topic, and he's easily distracted by Lil grinding against him.]

Lil. I won't forget you. [Whatever else happens, he knows he's going to remember Lil very fondly, so he can make that promise.

Both hands shift to Lil's ass to pull him closer, grinding against him properly for a couple of seconds as he leans forward to claim another kiss. He's at constant risk of getting distracted into forgetting the food completely, so it takes real effort to pull back again. Lil's arms don't release when he starts to lean back, so Gojo pulls him forward again to set him back on his feet.

Gojo does at least know where plates and silverware are located in the kitchen, so he grabs those, passing the plates over to Lil to load up. He swings by the sink briefly to wipe away the last droplets of come on his face, then grabs their drinks and leads him over to the table. Stretching out his long legs under the table, he tangles them with Lil's, unwilling to not be touching him for more than a couple of seconds at a time.]

So how are you going to get me off after we finish eating? [Gojo grins impishly as he asks this, even though his tone is as calm as if he'd asked about whether Lil had a nice day at work.]

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@naughtydog, continued from tfln

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these two are just SO much fucking fun

I'm loving these unhinged idiots rn tbh

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can't sleep can only think about these losers

I fought hard to stay awake for the same reason but failed lol

shoving a quick how-they-met in here hopefully it works

Geto - Arranged Marriage AU

It does! I barely know anything about JJK so thanks for covering that!

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