#伏虎#Fushiita
CW: ABO, Breeding kink, Dirty Talk(?), Impregnation kink, Scenting, Possessive
A/N: I'll never get over possessive Megumi Fushiguro. That boy was built to be THE Alpha. My goodness, Fushi makes me froth by the mouth. I love it.
Megumi sinks his teeth in a little harder, and the Omega whines softly, trying to jerk away from his friend.
"Fushiguro, stop that!" Itadori whimpers.
The black haired Alpha continues to grit on the black collar, trying so desperately to break the stupid restrainer.
"No."
Itadori buries his hand into the bed of black hair, gently massaging his scalp and Megumi sighs softly.
"What's gotten into you?"
Megumi doesn't say anything. instead he returns to biting the skin that's not covered by the collar.
He bit even harder just to feel the way Itadori shakes, before he pulls back, mouth smeared with blood and spit.
Itadori's shaking on his lap, far too exhausted to even fight him.
All pliable and soft.
He grins as Itadori softly scolds him, though his words come out breathy.
"Pretty," Megumi growls, burying himself into Itadori's scent glands.
The pink haired Omega whines softly yet he bares himself, exposing the glands even more to give the Alpha as much access as possible.
Itadori is practically swimming in Megumi's scent by the end of it.
His baring teeth marks dotted all along Itadori's shoulders in varying shades of reds and blues.
“Fushiguro,” he whines.
Megumi growls a small warning.
"A-Alpha," Itadori corrects himself, the sound practically a sob.
Itadori starts to rub his ass back on Megumi's lap, grinding down on his erection like a needy little slut. It soaks Megumi's black pants.
“Megumi, please-“
And fuck, the entire room smells like him, smells like Megumi because all he's done is mark his territory.
It's thick and heady and Megumi knows they should really air the place out.
Any Alpha that comes into their space will immediately feel threatened but Megumi finds he could care less.
Right now, he had to tend to his needy Omega.
"I'm going to knot you, Omega," Megumi says, it's not a request. Though even if it was, Itadori seem to eagerly agree, if the sudden gush of slick is any indication. “Gonna pop a pup inside you so everyone knows you’re mine."
Itadori softly preens, shaking at the bold promise.
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#Sukuita#宿虎#sukuitaweek2021
CW: Fluff (?), Soulmate AU
A/N: Day 3 of Sukuita Week. I can't believe I'm actually on time for the third time in a row. Please enjoy this soulmate AU.
Itadori Yuuji has never been lonely.
He’s always got an array of friends, granted he isn’t always super close to them but they’re his friends anyways. Yuuji’s six years old when he stumbles on the topic of soulmates.
The first time he sees it is when he sees a scar on his grandfather’s arm, it looks like burn marks but vaguely Yuuji can make out several characters but he can’t read them.
Yuuji’s still learning how to read but he can make out the characters.
#GoYuu#五悠
CW: Slight Bondage, Kissing, Teaching
A/N: Hehehe, couch scene because there’s never enough~!!
Yuuji knows there’s something weird about this.
He can’t really pinpoint it but maybe he’s the weird one for thinking this is weird.
Gojo-sensei’s only doing his best to help him get stronger and this is nothing more than a training session.
There's nothing wrong with this but yet, Yuuji can't keep his eyes focused on anything but his sensei’s face (even though he knows he should be focusing on other things).
#Naoita#哉虎
CW: Branding, Marking, Painful Sex
A/N: Sprinkle a little bit of GoYuu here just for the heck of it~!!
Yuuji’s body is searing with pain, his flesh bubbling from the heat that’s been pressed against his skin, rebranding him. Marking his body to indicate that he had no ownership over his own body.
“P-please,” Yuuji pleads, shaking as the metal pressed against his chest. “N-no…!”
His entire body’s writhing, trying so desperately to find any means of escape but he can’t. He’s locked down and forced to take everything and anything sent his way.
The heat burns, it feels so itchy that Yuuji wants nothing more than to scratch his skin.