18 year old yuuji chasing a 30+ year old megumi who happens to be his clients husband.
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୨ৎ manipulative yuuji
୨ৎ 2912 babysitter au
୨ৎ somno/dub-con/light drugging
୨ৎ boypussy shotadori
transported to ao3 for easier reading 🩵 based on art by
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ᯓᡣ𐭩 abo
ᯓᡣ𐭩 infidelity
ᯓᡣ𐭩 aga gap
revised on a thread i wrote over on twt :p
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୨ৎ 'priest gojo' x succubus shotadori
୨ৎ dub-con/non-con
୨ৎ feminization, like a tad
୨ৎ mean gojo satoru
happy birthday gojo satoru, enjoy yuuji as a treat <3
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fingers too small to properly hold it, using both his hands to try and push more of gojo’s cock into his tiny full mouth.
fingers too small to properly hold it, using both his hands to try and push more of gojo’s cock into his tiny full mouth.
rubbing his cheek all over gojo’s hardening cock, whining when it gets bigger against his little face.
rutting his cocklet on gojo’s leg getting off to the feel and scent of his dad alone.
rubbing his cheek all over gojo’s hardening cock, whining when it gets bigger against his little face.
rutting his cocklet on gojo’s leg getting off to the feel and scent of his dad alone.
shocked little gasps leaving his lips, trying to stay quiet.
moving closer to kiss the fabric, suckle on it like his favourite candy.
getting so into it bc it smells so strongly of gojo he doesn’t even care about being quiet
shocked little gasps leaving his lips, trying to stay quiet.
moving closer to kiss the fabric, suckle on it like his favourite candy.
getting so into it bc it smells so strongly of gojo he doesn’t even care about being quiet
“don’t want mom to find out, do you? Right, Choso-nii?” Yuuji teases straddling Choso’s thighs. Ignoring the shock and horror on his face, leaning into his neck and tossing his phone to the side.
“just give me a taste of it?” Yuuji coos, fingers walking down
“don’t want mom to find out, do you? Right, Choso-nii?” Yuuji teases straddling Choso’s thighs. Ignoring the shock and horror on his face, leaning into his neck and tossing his phone to the side.
“just give me a taste of it?” Yuuji coos, fingers walking down
yuu wavering the phone in his face, wearing one of his t-shirts, thighs
yuu wavering the phone in his face, wearing one of his t-shirts, thighs