#Tojiita#甚虎
CW: Breastfeeding, Codependency
A/N: Tojiita just hits different–even if they canonically have never met before. No one can stop me.
Toji’s body rests heavily against his.
The older man who always looks so unflappable and cool, so easy-going that one would have never noticed how much he held back.
Toji, a man who looks straight out of a model magazine.
Toji, the man that easily got women to open their doors up to him.
Toji, whose face is half-buried on his shoulder blade that’s steadily becoming damp.
It makes Yuuji feel warm all over.
Knowing that Toji needs him like this.
Knowing that Toji is allowing him to be this close, with their chests pressed together so that he can compare the rhythm of his breathing and match to the older man’s.
It feels good to be needed like this; to be someone whose presence is absolutely necessary.
“Toji-san?” Yuuji murmurs softly.
The black-haired man doesn’t reply, only snuggles closer as if he’s trying to mold them together (a thought that should scare Yuuji but it doesn’t).
“Let’s go sit,” Yuuji whispers, running his hand through Toji’s hair
The older man, who usually has words for everything, simply nods; but he doesn’t dare detach himself from Yuuji so it’s a hassle trying to move from the entrance towards the living room but somehow they make do
Yuuji leads Toji to the couch, the older man taking a seat first before he’s tugging Yuuji onto his lap and burying himself into Yuuji’s chest.
Toji rubs his face against Yuuji’s chest furiously.
Yuuji lets him do it for a while before he’s tugging his shirt up to bare himself to the older man and Toji, almost like he’s running on instincts, latches onto Yuuji’s nipple and starts to suckle on them.
“There, there,” Yuuji softly says.
The pink-haired boy's thumb gently strokes at Toji’s cheeks, smiling as he watches the older man suck on his nipple.
Yeah, he didn’t mind it one bit.
Yuuji love the idea of being needed like this.
Toji needs him.
And Yuuji’s going to always be there for him.
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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.