ANG BABY HIHIHI this is such a delicious thought thank you so much for bringing it up. i especially love like, we know that nanako is the more outspoken and brash one. and she's probably spent a lot of her life with mimiko unintentionally (or intentionally) bulldozing over what mimiko's desires are because she's just the Louder Voice for what she wants. but when they finally get the chance at papa's cock? oh, mimiko finds her voice. nanako's trying to shove mimi out of the way already, saying how mimi can sit back and see how nana does it first, but mimi's furrowing her brows and grabbing her by the hair and pulling.

shouting that nanako always gets what she wants, she always gets to be first! why doesn't she get to be first for once? and nanako's stunned bcs mimi's never stuck up to her like this, but also!! she doesn't want to wait!! she's greedy and impatient and papa's cock looks so big and perfect, she needs it - so she's grabbing mimi's hair back and pulling in turn. and suddenly geto has to deal with a cat fight over this, which is something he never thought he'd be doing. grabbing both girls by the back of the neck and pinning them down to the mattress, making them gasp and writhe against the sheets. so turned on by the blatant show of strength. and he keeps them buried face first into the sheets, tells them that he gets to pick who's going first, but if they're going to fight over it any more, than nobody will. and that certainly shuts the girls right up.

GLADLY. okay so. ugh i love thinking about suguru trying to be normal with the girls despite everything else. he knows the girls are fixated on him, and he can't deny them anything. not when they beg him so pretty to suck his cock, for his mouth and fingers, for him to tuck them in only for it to turn into him nearly putting their bedframe through the wall. he loves it, for however insatiable they are and how much they tire him out. but he also understands that they're just girls, that their hearts are fickle and it's likely that they'll move on - in fact, he tries to encourage it, despite the ugly black possessiveness that curls in his chest whenever he mentions the girls meeting other people and doing normal teenager things.

but the second that one of them actually meets a boy they're interested in, he realizes that he's. really not built to share. all that possessiveness and jealousy he thought he could let go of? oh that goes entirely out the window when he sees some shy boy at his front door asking for one of his girls. it's not even a shovel talk that he has with the kid, it's all but throwing the boy out after interrogating him. and i'm sure the girls knew exactly what to expect when they tried dating - it was more of a test for dad, anyway GKFDJH

ALSO while we're on the topic of geto and his girls, i lose my fucking mind thinking of the girls seducing suguru into fucking them before he was really prepared for it - they don't have condoms, the girls arent on birth control, it's a mess all around. but he's sinking into mimiko's hot, tight pussy and holding her close, shushing her as tears prick at her eyes. nanako's kissing her cheeks before dragging suguru into a filthy kiss himself, trying to keep his mind off his desperate and animalistic need to move, to tear into the girl beneath him and give in to the worst parts of himself. he doesn't want to hurt his girls, after all, but he also needs to see them cry. needs them sobbing and wailing, begging him to stop and pounding at his chest with useless little fists. he does so good at keeping himself in control for their first time, he thinks. at least until he's close to cumming, and he's going to pull out, then suddenly he has one twin pressed up against his back and the one he's inside locking her legs around his hips. begging him to fill them up, oh please please please, we want a little sister, won't you give it to us papa?

and he is useless when it comes to saying no to them. truly, he is. though they definitely get more than they bargained for, when he's throwing lithe legs up over his shoulders, and fucking them till they can't form words, drooling and brainless as their cunt gushes with the mix of their cum. and that's only the start, because there's still another twin that needs to be satiated.

OMG YES LILIES QUESTIONS my favorite. i think toji does take her on dates, but it takes them a while into their relationship - and he doesn't necessarily call them dates, not at first? because she would get a little weird about them going on a 'date' the first couple times if he outright called it that. toji learns pretty quickly with toru that getting her to do just about anything is all about how you frame it/what you call it/etc. she's picky, and high maintenance, and he's just gotta roll with the punches on that.

BUT if toru knows she's going on a date date, she wants to look and feel pretty. spends the day getting her nails done, doing her hair up nice, and waffles through outfits like crazy. i just know shoko (who she's pulled into this whole ordeal via facetime) is tired of her ass by the time she finally picks something out - but she always makes sure to dress for whatever the date may be. i have this vivid image in my mind of toji taking her ice skating (for the first time in her life!!) and her in these deep deep red thermal leggings and a white fur coat with matching earmuffs :') she's so pretty OUGH it makes me sick.

no because the thing is, i think about that scene with them smoking the worm leg constantly. like... can you imagine if they hadn't been interrupted, and been allowed to take their time with it? the way that nicholas would tease livio for choking on it, call him a big baby like he always does. he'd take it back from him, place it between his lips and breathe it deep and easy, like he always does. livio would stare, stars in his eyes and a little flutter in his heart as he notices (not for the first time) how pretty nico looks in the setting sunlight like that. the way it reflects golden off his hair, makes the dark brown of his eyes almost shimmer and shift as he turns to look back over to him. (little does he know that the hitch in nicholas's breath, the way he seems frozen still for a moment, is because he's thinking the same thing about livio.)

"hey, let me try something." nico proposes, sitting himself down between livio's parted knees. it's close, not like they're unused to being close - but the way it puts him now only makes livio blush a violent red as his lips part. he can't even trust his voice to reply, only nods silently.

nico would snort out a laugh, and take another deep lungful of smoke. it's a good thing livio's already gaping like a fish, because it's so easy to press his shaking lips to the other boy's and breathe all that smoke into his mouth. it pours from the corners of his lips, and livio only realizes he's supposed to be breathing by the time almost all of it's slipped out.

"i... i didn't get any of that." he'd say all soft, eyes going half lidded as he stares up at a very fidgety, nervous nicholas. when he reaches up, he places a hand on his brother's cheek and tips him up to look at him, not off into the distance. only at livio. "can we try again?"

SEE ANON YOU'RE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE.

listen. i think that gojo is all about control. at his core he is all about control of his own body, of the situation around him, of the people around him. but toji? toji's this weird exception. toji knocks something loose on gojo's brain, makes him crave that loss of control because he's never felt it before in his life. so when he seeks toji back out? he's craving that push out of his comfort zone, out of control. he needs to feel himself spiral.

i love to think that toji offers gojo a drink one night. and gojo turns his nose up at it at first, says that no, it's not really his thing. he doesn't drink. and toji laughs at that, calls him a pussy right to his face before taking the drink he'd made for gojo. and like hell gojo's gonna back down from a challenge - the last thing he wants is for toji to think that he can't keep up. the man already has this air like he's indifferent to whether gojo stays or leaves, and it feels like this could be the thing that tips the needle into the negative. not an option.

so he swipes the drink from toji's hands and downs it. and mr. lightweight of all lightweights doesn't even think about that fact, not until the alcohol is burning into his belly and making his head swim. toji watches it hit him all at once, and laughs again, but its darker this time. a laugh laced with intention. he's bringing the bottle to gojo's lips the next time, not even bothering with the cup. it doesn't matter, because it still makes a mess as he tips it up to the boy's mouth and pours it down his throat. leaks from the corners of his lips, spills down onto that pretty, expensive white shirt he always wears. toji licks it up from his jaw to his mouth, seals it with his own and pushes his tongue past gojo's teeth before he can even breathe.

and gojo's suddenly so pliant. so unlike toji's come to expect of the worst brat he's met in his life. he's babbling nonsensically, eyes rolled back in his head when toji touches him. he's not even doing all that much, just a thigh wedged between his legs for him to sloppily rut his cock against, some fingers in his mouth because he knows that's the key to getting gojo to shut up and it makes his cock twitch to see him drooling all over them. toji doesn't expect to get as worked up as gojo, but when he sees his back arch up off the shitty couch they're sat on, hands wildly grasping at anything he can reach - the back of it, toji's arms, his own hair - as gojo cums in his own fucking pants, toji can't get his dick out fast enough. doesn't even bother to undress the boy beneath him as he strokes himself at a furious pace, and bullies his way up the couch so he can paint gojo's pretty face with his own cum.

and the braindead slut that gojo's turned into, he runs his tongue along his lips to lick clean whatever's landed there and moans like he's taken a bite of the best meal of his life.