Jujutsu Kaisen Whatnot (one-shots)

Naoya and Geto Scandal (Pt. 2)

A/N: Heyy so, before you get started in reading this... uh, smut... I'm going to let you all know that I actually don't ever write anything like this. This is like my second time like ever, so, if it isn't consistent with my other writing, that's why. I recommend listening to a good sexy feels playlist if you have one, preferably something with a LOT of bass (Two Feet maybe?). ALSO, this is a continuation of the last Geto/Naoya POV so it's continuing with female pronouns. Okay, okay, enough of me rambling, here you go...

"I'm going to fuck you so hard that everyone all the way in America will know who you belong to." He dragged out his words, making your entire body, including your heart, shiver.

"Naoya." Your breath hitched in the back of your throat.

"You remember our wedding night when we made it official, don't you?"He asked, holding your jaw with his rough, calloused hand. When you don't answer, he gives your jaw a slight squeeze, earning a nod from you as you stare into his golden eyes.

How could you forget that night? He was your first everything, after all, despite you not being his. He had surprisingly been gentle with you but still left you shaking and sore for the rest of the week. In accordance with traditional Jujutsu wedding tradition, your sheets were hung over the window to show everyone that you had consummated your marriage.

"I had been gentle because I was sure I was going to be the only man to ever lay with you. In a way I was right, he was merely a boy compared to me, but still. Now I have no reason to hold back. Now remove this blanket and stand before me completely vulnerable." He began his demands, letting go of your arm. You were too scared to move. You couldn't possibly imagine what he had planned for you.

"Come on, my little slut, undress for me." He whispered in your ear with a stern enough tone to make you listen. You swallowed the lump in your throat and dropped the comforter from your mattress. It pooled around you on the floor.

You now stood before your husband, completely bare and at his mercy. His gaze made you feel like nothing more than a piece of meat laid out on a platter before him. He licked his lips hungrily as he circled you. You crossed your arms over your stomach out of nothing but self-consciousness.

"Put them down." He growled, making you drop your arms instantly.

"Naoya... please..." You begged, hoping he would do something other than seemingly humiliate you. His steps were slow and heavy, each one making you flinch in anticipation. It was eating you up.

"Please? How curious." He stood behind you, wrapping a forearm around your neck, holding you in place. Your hands went up instantly out of reflex. His other hand quickly and roughly grabbed your pussy. You whined as you were still sensitive from Geto, after all.

"You're going to stay still and take this punishment. If you don't, I'll have to make it last longer and be even more unbearable. Would you like that?" He inquired, his hot breath on your neck.

"No, please." Your voice was breathy.

"Manners won't get you anywhere anymore." He nipped at your neck, earning a gasp from you.

His grip was released on your lower half and you were given some momentary relief. His touch was as light as a feather as his fingertips moved up your pelvis to your ribs, all the way up to your chest. He gave your breast a firm squeeze, you moaned slightly in response.

"You like that? Of course, you do, you little whore." He spoke in your ear. His hand went back down to your clit. He began to rub circles slowly, making you close your eyes as your breathing heavied.

He worked on you painfully slow, purposefully driving you crazy.

"Naoya, please." You begged, wanting him to quicken the pace.

"You want more?" He hummed in your ear. You nodded as you leaned your head back into his firm chest.

"Okay." He instantly used three fingers to enter you. You grunted at the sudden entrance, especially with so many fingers. He pumped at a pace much, much faster than before. You screamed at his aggressiveness in this action. You couldn't possibly hold back any longer, you were so close... just a little more...

He pulled his hand away from you as soon as he felt you beginning to tense and your breathing became shallow. You were dropped on the floor as he was no longer holding you up. He had ruined your release on purpose. You tried to catch your breath as you were on the floor, on your hands and knees.

"Oh, good girl, you already know how I want you." He gripped your hair and pulled your head back. You looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, your eyelashes obstructing your full view of him.

"Suck my dick." He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down just enough for his member to be released. You instantly complied, lazily sucking and licking. You reached your hands out to place them on his pelvis but he smacked them away.

"Hands behind your back." He ordered. You obeyed and hid them behind your back as you continued to sloppily please him.

"Oh, yes, you're such a good slut, aren't you?" He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Your heart fluttered at his praise.

He grabbed your head and pushed you so that you were forced to take all of him in your mouth. You gagged instantly as he hit the back of your throat. He went at his own pace, fucking your mouth until he felt satisfied enough with this.

He pulled away and spit dribbled out of your mouth and down your chin as tears escaped your eyes. He smirked at this sight. This lopsided smirk made your heart do flips, you hadn't seen him make that face before and you must admit you liked it. You had never felt this way towards Naoya before.

"Turn around, I'm done looking at your face." He ordered. You listened yet again and turned around. He gripped your hands, quickly binding your wrists together with your panties he grabbed off of the floor.

He shoved your head down so your cheek was pressed against the floor, your ass remaining in the air. He ran his fingers over your sensitive areas, a desperate noise escaping your throat. He rammed himself in you, not allowing time for you to adjust to his size. You screamed at his force, your head shooting up. He shoved it back down, pressing on your upper back as he began to make long, deep strokes in you. He was quick with every stroke. You bit your lip as you tried to quiet yourself.

"Scream, scream my name so they know who you belong to." He ordered, his tone sharp and demanding. With those words, you let it all out. Your screams echoed across the campus. One of his hands connected with your bare ass, his other gripping your bound wrists. 

"Naoya!" You groaned as he thrust even deeper into you. 

"Come for me." His words set off an explosion within you and triggered your climax. It built up in your stomach and your toes curled as you were allowed your release. The euphoria clouded your brain but he continued with the same intensity that had driven you to this action in the first place. 

Naoya continued long after your first climax and continued past the 6th one. They had progressively gotten more and more painful and you were reminded it was a punishment, not your release. He had owned your body and you let him. Everybody at Jujutsu Tech knew whose bitch you were, and it wasn't Geto.