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Geto Suguru -
Swallowing curses was disgusting.
Geto knew it, and you knew it too. It was only fair he'd get to indulge in something sweet at least this one day, rid his mouth of that nasty taste. And what better something was there than you? Certainly not a cupcake.
Confectioner Series pt 3
Nanami Kento
Satoru Gojo
Suguru Geto
Ryōmen Sukuna
Choso Kamo
Toji Fushiguro
ART CREDS
@mayokedi
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Geto Suguru - Swallowing curses was disgusting. Geto knew it, and you knew it too. It was only fair he'd get to indulge in something sweet at least this one day, rid his mouth of that nasty taste. And what better something was there than you? Certainly not a cupcake.
Confectioner Series pt 3 Nanami Kento Satoru Gojo Suguru Geto Ryōmen Sukuna Choso Kamo Toji Fushiguro
ART CREDS @mayokedi
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Kind + gentle + intelligent + soft spoken + sweet + doting + loving + convincing + persuasive + lowkey manipulative + sneaky + confident + concerned + considerate + thoughtful + mindful + eager to please + always listens to you + remembers everything about you + knows all of your favorite spots + just wants to eat you out + a smooth talker + tall + dark + handsome + mysterious + enigmatic + dynamic + unpredictable + so in love with you it hurts .
Your boyfriend Suguru is counting down the seconds until he's away from those filthy monkeys and back in between your legs, feasting on your cunt. But somehow you've decided making him birthday cupcakes more important. He would honestly prefer you and a little frosting..
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Suguru Geto was almost larger than life. At least to those damned monkeys he was. Those idiots couldn't even see curses and yet they wasted his time, good time he could have spent with you instead. His mind was constantly plagued with thoughts of you, your plump lips and plush thighs, his tongue drawing slow, lazy circles around your clit, the foul taste of those wretched curses long forgotten as he savored the nectar that was you.
So you would imagine his disappointment when he arrived home and you were hard at work mixing cupcake batter. Any other day the gesture would have melted him to pieces, but he was in the mood to ravish you, not sit around and be teased as you shuffled around the kitchen. So he'd just have to convince you to abandon your project.
The moment the tray is in the oven he descends on you, lifting you onto the kitchen counter as he sinks to his knees, his face pressed against your thigh as his hands cup your ass, pulling you a little closer to the edge.
”Just a little taste? We've got time, i'll be quick..”
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