When Gojo's on a bulk & you're ovulating
Content MDNI: manhandling, dirty talk, perv reader, p in v, oral f receiving
Word count: 600
For once, you and Gojo were in perfect sync; he was on his bulk, and you were ovulating. And his new body was doing something to your hormonal brain that was hard to explain.
There were lots of things you loved about your boyfriend, and usually, his body wouldn't make the top of that list.
In that week before your period, you were thinking things you never would have before, and you were attracted to things about him you hadn't even noticed. Things less intellectual and more carnal.
And it was becoming easier to notice them, too; it was like he had almost doubled in size in a matter of weeks.
You always liked his arms, but now it felt like you spent half of your day thinking about them, the way they stretch out his now-too-small shirts, how his biceps look when he flexes. You imagine how nice they would look when he was holding the back of your knees while he slammed into you from behind.
His thighs were bigger too, thick and muscular. The sight of him in shorts made you want him to squash them around your head while his cock is buried down your throat.
His dick had gotten bigger, too. He was already quite long, but he had girth now, too. A girth that made your mouth water at the thought.
And it's not like Gojo hasn't noticed your newfound love for his body; if anything, it's making him even more of a show-off. Using any excuse to walk around the house without a shirt, in just his boxers. Taking up more space around you and cages you in with his massive arms whenever he gets the chance.
One night, when you can hardly take it anymore, the heat burning inside you almost becoming overwhelming, Gojo starts tugging on the blanket, and of course, you're going to fight for what's rightfully yours. It starts playfully enough till he picks you up and drops you down on the bed again.
The ease with which he throws you around puts that look in your eyes and that feeling in your stomach.
He rips the blanket off you and climbs on top of you, thick arms on either side of your head, with his thighs bracketing your legs.
"Is this what you wanted, sweetheart? I've seen that way you've when lookin' at me these days." Gojo's face is so close, you can feel his hot breath. You try to squirm away, but he drops his chest down, smothering you with his weight.
His eyes drop down to between your thighs, you're so wet it's dripping through your pajama bottoms.
" I guess I have to take care of this first."
He rips your pants off and exposes your cunt to the cool air; his hands are on your thighs, spreading you out even further. Now it could be you already cock drunk mind interfering, but it almost felt like this tongue was bigger too? It certainly felt that way as he was pumping in and out of your hole till your fingers were buried in his hair, trying to pull him off your overstimulated pussy.
He flipped you onto your back and bottomed out in one go, making you cry out when he hit your cervix. He felt so good like this.
And when he held you in his big arms after, you couldn't help but ask him to skip his cut this time around.