⚠️⚠️⚠️: Abuse, physical and verbal. Non con sex. Degradation. Just mental abuse. Talking horribly about weight and reader. Children sort of present. Underage dating if you squint.
Never in a million years would you think, you'd catch the eyes of a certain jujutsu sorcerer but you did and with that came alot of consequences. That you would eventually find out the hard way.
Your parents vanished a good couple of years ago with no knowledge of why and where, leaving you; the eldest, to care and provide for your younger siblings. Being responsible and forgetting about the life you used to live, you felt lost. Struggling a lot with your self worth.
Your best friend took it upon herself to finally get you to live your life a little more by taking you out on the town for a night.
But you found that night was the start of your downfall.
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GIF by saewrq
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You woke up alone.
Though this time.. you weren’t worried. Your tired eyes stared up at the ceiling with a smile gracing your lips. Last night was amazing. You felt amazing. You just felt good. Confidant.
Which was such a rare feeling for you in these recent times and it pissed you off that with only a few touches and meaningful words, you had been turned to putty.
You brushed a hand over your face with your cheeks started to heat up; blushing ferociously. You can still hear his voice, his words that made your heart flutter, leaving you feeling like a school girl with an intense crush.
Even if you felt like you could just stay in bed and reminisce on last night, you had to move. Kids to get ready for school and all.
You huffed in slight amusement and fondness, throwing your legs over the side of the bed and stretching softly.
Just as you went to stand, your smile immediately got wiped off your face as memories started to plague your mind; unwarranted and unwanted.
Why now..
Why after all this time..
But you knew why.. HE just likes to remind you..
4 years ago.
Freshly 21 years old and you were already struggling with life, caring for a 2 year old and an 8 year old wasn’t exactly how you pictured yourself to be doing after high school.
You remember not too long ago, you were discussing plans for your 18th and soon your 21st but.. they never came to
You were hoping by this time you would’ve been trying to figure out what you wanted to be doing, maybe you would’ve gone to university. Maybe you would’ve had a better job that you could climb the ranks and be set. Who knows. Maybe the 9 to 5 job you work now, would’ve been just a part time job. Not full time.
You were grateful for Zack, at least that’s what you told yourself back then. Completely unaware that your relationship was far from healthy, even if he did help with the kids.
You were young. Never been in a proper long term relationship before, so how were you to know that his love language was wrong and toxic.
Maybe you should’ve known better than getting into a man who was four years older than you when you were only 17 but you were lonely and he seemed like really nice. It’s not like any guys your own age took a liking to your.. figure. In fact, you were quite use to guys and even girls thinking they could have an opinion on your body..
So when this guy came along, spitting all these compliments and showing affection, making you feel good about yourself for once and with the disappearance of your parents, you didn’t realise how unstable you truly were. You needed it.. at least that’s what you told yourself.
But that’s how it all starts right? The compliments. The affection. The want. The desire.
But how long does that truly last until you start realising it’s all a facade.
The possessiveness was the thing that came first, you never thought much of it at first, in fact you welcomed it. He just wanted you right? He didn’t want anyone else to have you.
When your high school friends, Zariah and Rast came to visit you, who were you to tell Zack, he didn’t have to be the only one talking. When Zariah would ask you how you were doing, Zack would answer for you. If Rast wanted to plan something with you, Zack would tell him you were busy. Busy with work and busy with the kids. It was all true though right? You couldn’t just drop everything for some mindless reason. They could do what they wanted because they didn’t have responsibilities like you did.
The gaslighting was subtle at first.
Like the ‘Oh come on Y/N. I was just looking. It’s not like I want them. I want you.’ Of course. How silly could you be? He was with you at night not them. How SILLY could you really be.
‘Who are you texting Zack?’ You would ask him when he was always on his phone, when he was smiling at the screen he glazed upon, almost forgetting about you.
And he would say ‘It’s just a friend. Can I not talk to my friends?’
Of course he could and who were you to tell him otherwise.. even if he wouldn’t let you talk to your own.
You can’t exactly remember when it escalated, perhaps you didn’t want to; blocking it from your mind.
‘Y/N where do you think you’re going? Akari is too young for you to leave her all the time. Just quit.’
‘Y/N. Baby. You don’t need the money. I’ll look after us.’
‘Y/N. Why are you so useless. No wonder you got so big in high school.’
‘Baby. You know I love the way you look. You’re pretty.’
‘Can’t you just lose the weight? I think you’d look so much more beautiful if you were smaller.’
‘You should look like this girl, so gorgeous and you could finally be proud of yourself. Even the kids will appreciate you more..’
‘Y/N. Akari and Riku need you. Zariah and Rast just don’t understand, they don’t have kids to look after. Stop being so neglectful. They will hate you when they grow up.’
‘Akari is the only thing here that is worth something. And she’s a baby.’
‘You’re mine.’
‘Are you talking back to me Y/N? Who do you think you are? Know your fucking place.’
‘You think someone else will love you like I do? Please. No one could love you like i do.’
‘You do realise no one loves you right?’
‘Are you fucking kidding me? How stupid can you be? Fucking idiot.’
‘Don’t fucking talk over me. You will listen to me and do as your fucking told.’
‘You’re lucky you’ve got a big ass, otherwise I would’ve left it ages ago.’
‘Look at you. You look so pathetic when you cry, grow up.’
‘I don’t blame your parents for leaving, they probably hated you too.’
‘You know. When I actually look at you. Like really look. You’re a repulsive and disgusting human-‘
Stop.
Was that the last straw for you? Is that when you finally got the courage to leave him?
No.
It wasn’t.
How much abuse did you really have to put up with before you finally realised you were worth so much more than his pathetic ass.
Sadly. You truly thought you deserved it. Your parents did leave after all.
When did YOU leave? That’s the real question.
Even if you didn’t remember everything, you’d always remember that night. That NIGHT.
The night was simple, it was calm in the beginning, making sure the children were fed and then you got ready to put them to bed.
You had a dreadful feeling in your chest at the thought Zack was coming over soon. You remembered thinking, is this how you were supposed to feel when your boyfriend of 4 years was coming to stay; glad that you didn’t live with him.
You were even grateful for the fact you hadn’t seen him all week. You should’ve missed him but you were far from it.
You will always remember the second hand embarrassment you felt when you were desperately trying to settle Akari in her crib and the hands that made their self known on your hips, the cold lips that pressed to the back of your neck. Akari still didn’t settle.
‘Just leave her. I want to have fun.’
‘Zack I can’t right now.’
He scoffed in your ear, his hands on your hips gripping tighter.
‘So. She’ll be fine. They are suppose to cry.’ He continued to nip at your neck, the involuntary shiver that travelled up your back at the sensation was not a welcomed one.
‘Please. Can you wait.’ You will always remember the way you pleaded for him, as you kept trying to settle your little sister and the immediate freeze that over took your body when his fingers dug into your skin, the pausing of his kisses.
‘Are you.. defying me?’
‘No. I just.. this is different. She’s just not settling right.’
Your breathing hitched when his hand moved to your throat, gripping softly before squeezing a little.
‘It seems like you are defying me..’ You gulped softly as his grip got tighter, Akari cries got louder; you were at a stand still.
‘Shut her up.’ He growled in your ear.
‘IM FUCKING TRYING TO.’
That was it. You knew as soon as those words left your mouth, the tone it came out in, pure frustration and irritation.
You were quite literally fucked.
You yelped loudly as he gripped your hair, pulling you roughly away from the crib and your bawling sister. Akari standing up with her fresh wobbly legs, bouncing as she gripped the edge of the crib, crying out for you.
‘Zack please!’ You cried out as he dragged you out of the nursery but your hair, down the hallway.
Your brother Riku had popped out of his own room with teary eyes at all the loudness in your home, the crying from you and Akari.
‘Go back to bed kid!’ Zack had growled at your younger brother, not bothering to spare him a glance as he shoved you into your bedroom; slamming the door shut behind him.
You landed on the ground with a loud thud and after the door was slammed shut, he marched to you; pure anger on his features.
‘Zack im sorry i didn’t mean-‘ you gasped sharply when he gripped you by the neck dangerously tight, his face moving closer to yours.
‘Shut up. I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses. You’ll just take what I give you and fucking enjoy it.’
In a swift moment, he had you pressed into the mattress, your back arched with your ass into the air, his hand was still very much holding you down by the neck; your face press against your bed sheets.
Despite your protests, he never listened.
He always took what he wanted.
You were too weak to fight back, no matter if you even tried to.
Your heart was aching as you heard your baby sister bawling her eyes out, her voice hoarse from screaming so loudly; crying out for her mama, even if you weren’t her real one. She was only a baby.
You whimpered painfully, when he took you. Not giving you time to adjust. Not caring too. He took you hard and rough, borderline brutal.
Your hands gripped your blankets tightly as you tried to drown at the cries and the pain he was inflicting on you.
You can’t remember the last time you enjoyed sex, maybe it was your first time with him and a couple times after that but once he started to show how he really was, you hated the idea of sex.
You’d blank out every time.
You’d never initiate it.
It always hurt with him. So why would you bother?
He’d never focus on you, he wouldn’t even try. You were always dry and it pissed him off. Which only made it worse.
Your mind went numb as you laid there, his hips thrusting against your ass with brutal force. His hand now tangled in your hair as he grunted loudly.
You didn’t cry. You wanted to for different reasons but it only got him off more. He was always determined to see you cry when he took you but not this time.
You grimaced when you felt him thrust harder than before; letting a guttural groan as he came inside you.
When he finally pulled away from you, you didn’t bother moving, just laying there; with a blank stare, the cries coming from your sister finally filling your ears once more.
‘See. That wasn’t so hard. If you’d just behave you’d have a nicer time.’
Liar. He was a liar.
His hand gripped your ass, squeezing it tightly before letting go. ‘For that. I’m not staying.’
You could’ve sighed in relief when he said that, not even bothering to protest. Just glancing over at him tiredly; watching as he did up his belt.
‘Sort that kid out yeah? She’s fucking annoying.’
You wanted to thrash out at the comment, silent anger was brewing inside you, you were desperate to shout at him
But yet..
You simply clenched your jaw as he opened the door to your bedroom and slamming it shut behind him as he left your home.
You let out a shaky breath you didn’t know you were holding before moving to sit up, you winced softly as the pain in your lower region surged through you.
You had an oncoming headache from his hand gripping your hair the way he did and the on going cries.
You quickly pulled up your sweats before rushing from your room and back into the nursery, approaching the bawling toddler; pulling her from the crib and cradling her delicate body against yours desperately.
You shushed her as she finally settled in your arms, slowing to hiccuping; your lips were pressed to her crown.
‘I’m sorry little girl. I’m here now.’ Your voice was a whisper, your eyes glazed over to the door and you saw Riku standing there, with a pout and teary eyes. He was only eight years old and he already had a look of concern; seemingly understanding the situation more than an eight year old should.
You held out your free arm and he didn’t hesitate to run into your arms; clinging to your shirt frantically. Scared.
‘It’s okay my babies.. everything will be okay..’
Present time.
Your body had simply gone into auto pilot as you went throughout your day, almost reliving your past again. The kids were at school and you were alone.
A different alone from the feeling you felt this morning.
You mindlessly cleaned up your home, scrubbing significantly harder with your scrub daddy on the counter that Satoru had you pressed up against last night.
You hated this. Your past was tainting your present.
The words you were told long ago, resurfacing and making you question Satoru’s intentions once again.
They always started out nice.. but your body was telling you that Satoru was different but your mind was guarded; trying to protect you, making you remember what happened last time you let a man fully into your life.
Zack was an unpredictable man, it’s like he purposely popped up to remind you. You were his. No one else’s.
Regardless you grew a backbone after those times but you were still scared nonetheless..
What happened if Zack tried to hurt Satoru.. you didn’t want him to get hurt because of you.
“Ding dong! You home girl?” A familiar voice rang out from your front door before popping her head through the kitchen archway.
“Hey Za. Whatcha doing here?” You asked softly, throwing your sponge into the sink before turning to your best friend.
“Just seeing what you were doing? Haven’t heard from you in a couple of days.” She huffed slightly as she walked into the kitchen, leaning against the counter you had just cleaned.
You couldn’t stop the words that fell from your lips next, like your mouth just needed to tell her what was going on without thinking.
“Zack showed up yesterday.”
Zariah was silent for a few moments, her eyes widened as she realised “Are you okay?” Were her first words to your admittance.
You shrugged lightly trying to act dismissive but eventually it fizzled out, leaving you to crash. Your eyes immediately gathering tears “No. I’m not.”
Zariah rushed forward taking you in your arms; rubbing your back in a comforting manner. You sobbed quietly into her neck; your fingers gripping her jacket tightly.
Zariah’s frown only deepened as she felt you cling to her. She clenched her jaw hard as her eyes started to sting, she hated this. She hated how broken you truly were and she just wanted to help all she could; her hand never stopping its ministrations.
“I’m sorry..” was all you could say as you clung to her, Zariah quickly shook her head, pulling back to look at your face; her hands moving to caress your cheeks.
“Don’t apologise. You’re aloud to cry. He’s an evil prick and I can’t imagine how you’re feeling right now..” Her soft tone she used to talk to you, calmed your nerves somewhat but not completely diminishing them.
“I don’t know what he wants. I just wish he’d leave me alone. It’s like he doesn’t give a fuck about the restraining order against him.” You mumbled into her shoulder, her hand still rubbing your back softly.
“Like I said. He’s evil. He’s only doing this to torment you. If Reagan and I could move you into our house, you know I would in a heartbeat.” You pulled back to look at her before you could say a response, your phone dinged.
In silence, the both of you turned to your phone on the counter. With a deep sigh, you step over to the counter, grabbing your phone; pressing the lock button.
Satoru
Sent 11:43am
Sleep well doll?
You let out a breath of relief and couldn’t help the small curl of your lips. Zariah sauntered over, peaking over your shoulder. “Ohhhh. No way.”
She took a step from behind you, facing you front on. “You still talking to him? I thought you dropped him because of the whole ghosting thing.” Zariah spoke with an amused tone, the previous situation being forgotten about for a moment.
“Well.. he.. came over last night.. apologised. Explained why.” You said softly; putting your phone down.
“OHHH. So he came over huh?” She smirked at you with a suggestive look; tilting her head slightly as she threw the innuendo at you.
You nudged her softly all while you blushed, your cheeks burning up. Hot.
“Damn girl. You really like him.” Her smirk dropped into a soft smile, noticing how you were getting flustered.
“He’s really sweet but he’s also a cocky ass.” You spoke with fondness, a small chuckle leaving your mouth in the process.
“Eh. What man isn’t? At least he can back it up huh.” She nudged you back with the soft smile that she held.
Your smile immediately dropped as you started to think about what you previously were, you glanced away slightly before looking back at your best friend.
“I’m scared.”
She straightened her posture slightly, her hands dropping to her side “Scared it’s all a facade?” Her voice was soft as she asked you.
You shook your head, gulping harshly “No. I’m scared because of.. what happens when Zack finds out? What happens if he tries to hurt Satoru? I don’t want him to get hurt because of me.. because of.. this baggage.”
“Look. This situation is fucked up but I think you have to tell him. For his safety and your own.. Especially since the police aren’t doing shit about the bastard.”
“But what happens if he leaves after that.. I don’t want him too..” You responded softly.
Zariah gave you a specific look, a look you have seen on her plenty of times, mixed with sympathy. “Well.. you know I love you but that’s a selfish way of looking at it, I won’t glaze over the fact that it’s still unfair to you to have to deal with this.. but you can’t hold back this information when he could be in danger. If he leaves.. then that’s his choice and you can’t blame him for that. On another note though.. as your friend, if he does leave, he’s not worth it.” She quickly added on, you understood where she was coming from but that didn’t still mean you weren’t scared in more ways than the one.
And in her own way, you knew she was right. You were gonna have to mention it.
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Zariah stayed for a few more hours before she headed off, leaving you with your thoughts, a text from Satoru and the promise if Zack came back, to make sure to send her a text.
After a few minutes of psyching yourself up, you end up sending Satoru a text back. Short and simple.
You knew why you were hesitant and you hated it. You and him had just gotten everything sorted between the two of you and now you were being tentative.
With a heavy sigh and a hand pulling softly at the roots of your head, you take the time continuing to distract yourself with cleaning before you had to leave and pick the kiddos up from school.
You pull a few boxes out of your storage space, wondering what to keep and throw out; being invested in your activity, you fail to hear the approaching foot steps in your home and the fact there was no indication; like the front door opening to let you know, you weren’t alone.
As you rummaged through the boxes, you felt a shiver travelling up your back and immediately tensed up; slowly moving to stand up straighter before..
“Naw. I was enjoying the view you know.”
You had never felt so relieved in your entire life, compared to this moment; spinning around on the balls of your heels, facing that charming and egotistical smirk that you had grown to.. Lo-
“Jesus Satoru. You scared the shit outta me.” You breathed out heavily. Satoru simply kept smirking before stepping closer to you.
“Sorry.” You had a feeling he was anything but. Especially with that smirk on his face.
“Do you just let yourself in everywhere you go?” You teased softly as wrapped his arm your waist; pressing your body against him.
“Only when I know you are just dying to see me.” He hummed lightly as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the side of your neck.
You couldn’t help the small smile that broke out on your lips but eventually it fizzled out. Reminding you that, you needed to tell him about Zack.
Gojo wasn’t a stupid man, far from it actually. He knew something was bothering you as soon as he teleported into your home. (Which was a risky move in itself.)
He let his hand run up your spine in calming motions, wanting to rid you of your inner turmoil; his hands acting like a protective cocoon for you.
“You smell good.” You murmured softly into his shoulder.
Gojo let out a small chuckle; pulling back to look at your face “And you’re deflecting.”
“What are you-“
Gojo shook his head; his smirk softening a fraction “Nah. We’re not doing that. There’s something on your mind and call it GREAT intuition but I think it involves me.”
He was feeling a mix of emotions, ones he wasn’t use to and ones that were very familiar.
One of the feelings that outweighed most, wasn’t exactly what he expected to feel. EVER.
He should feel relieved that this might be what he needed to know about you, about those flowers.. about your past that you kept close to your heart.
But it was being outweighed by.. insecurity.
What happens if you were regretting letting him in? Regretting giving him a chance.
It was an uncomfortable feeling. He hated it and he didn’t feel like himself. He was so infatuated with you that he was doubting himself and it was making him feel weak.
Even if he was the strongest, he felt too weak to pull away and he didn’t want to run.
“What’s going on in that pretty little noggin?” He asked softly, cradling your cheek; his thumb brushing over your cheek bone.
You take a deep breath, leaning into his touch; your eyes locking with his.
You didn’t know how to start, you couldn’t find the words that could beat around the bush but it goes to show there wasn’t time for that.
“I have crazy, psycho ex.”
Gojo stared at you for a few moments; the cogs turning in his brain, all while you continue looking for a reaction.
“Is that it?”
Your eyes widened slightly, staring at him with shock. “What do you mean is that it?”
His smirk widened softly, shrugging “I mean.. is this what it’s been about? A stupid man?” His hand moving to the side of your neck.
“Normal people don’t smile at that sort of thing.” You exclaimed softly, still staring at him with bewilderment.
He shrugged once again, his smirk never faltering “Hate to break it to you sweets. I’m not a normal guy.” He teased all while leaning in to nuzzle his nose against yours.
“Yeah clearly.” He let out a small huff, leaning into peck your lips softly before his beautiful eyes narrowed a fraction “Is he the one who sent those.. flowers?”
You just nodded softly, answering his question without the need for words, though you did add on quickly “I thought they were from you..”
“No they were hideous.”
You snorted softly at his response, causing him to genuinely smile at your reaction “You deserve so much more..” His fingers brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear.
Little did you know there was more to those words than he was letting on. A psycho ex? Who might just so happen to be a cursed user? Nothing good could come out of this.
He suddenly but softly, caressed both sides of your face, making you look him “Listen to me. I don’t want you to worry about this fucking loser anymore okay?”
“Satoru-“
“Let me finish.” He spoke firmly, never breaking eye contact, you just nodded softly.
“I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. He won’t touch you as long as I’m around. Believe that. You’re mine and I protect what’s mine..” Gojo had a glint in his eyes that you had seen before but not from him. Zack had the same glint.
Though this time.. it was different. It felt different. You could feel the aura he was projecting, it definitely held a layer of possession but a protective possession. One you didn’t know you needed.
“You promise?”
“I swear on my life.”
His thumbs continued to brush across your cheeks and you could feel the sincerity of his words; in his touch.
You just pulled him into an embrace with a soft whimper, you knew actions spoke louder than words but somehow you believed him.
His eyes fluttered closed as he returned your gesture happily; his nose pressing into your hair and inhaling your delicious scent.
He pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder and opened his eyes slightly before they caught something shining in the boxes you were sorting through, once he got a proper look..
His whole body froze.
You had immediately sensed his tenseness and pulled back to look at him but his eyes weren’t on you and they didn’t shift either.
“Where did you get that?” His voice was soft and distant, you followed his line of sight, turning in his arms; his hands gripping your waist tightly.
“Get what?” You asked softly, still unable to see what he was looking at.
Gojo stepped from you before moving to bend down and pick up the small object with his fingers; the gold colour shining brightly.
“Oh.. that? It’s not mine. I must’ve missed that. When I was throwing his things out.”
Gojo was silent as he stared at the object; his eyes narrowing.
⚠️⚠️⚠️: Swearing, love sicknesssss, fingering. Confidence boosting Gojo 😫 talk of weight and appearance.
Never in a million years would you think, you'd catch the eyes of a certain jujutsu sorcerer but you did and with that came alot of consequences. That you would eventually find out the hard way.
Your parents vanished a good couple of years ago with no knowledge of why and where, leaving you; the eldest, to care and provide for your younger siblings. Being responsible and forgetting about the life you used to live, you felt lost. Struggling a lot with your self worth.
Your best friend took it upon herself to finally get you to live your life a little more by taking you out on the town for a night.
But you found that night was the start of your downfall.
Okay so this one isn’t as long as I was hoping for and I’m so sorry for what I’m about to do 🫣
But I’m trying to get the ball rolling. I didn’t proofread this one which I should’ve and will if I worry about it too much, so mind the mistakes.
We love a lovesick reader and gojo but gojo just doesn’t know it yet but you see what I did there right? 🤭
I do apologise if it does piss anyone off that I keep changing back and forth from Gojo/Satoru I don’t realise it at the time but I do make sure Reader only calls Gojo, Satoru.
If it does seem like it’s going a little fast for feelings, it’s because it is. That’s the whole point of the title.
Thank you for the support though ❤️ I’m happy that everyone is enjoying it so far!
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GIF by saewrq
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After the moment on your porch, you had let Gojo inside your home. You felt a little nervous as he looked around your living room, a small smile graced his lips as he took in the homey atmosphere.
There was the familiar tension between the two of you.. you could cut it with a knife at how thick it was. You didn’t know what to do and you didn’t know what he would do.
You really wanted to jump him, there was no point in lying but you saw the way Gojo clenched his fists, like he was stopping himself from.. something and it really just made the need worse.
“Cosy.” He commented simply; looking back at you, taking in your sheepish expression, you brushed a stray hair behind your ear before you began to speak. Unable to help yourself explain your situation.
“It’s not exactly 5 stars but it’s a home-“ Gojo immediately cut you off before you could go further.
“You know I don’t care right? Stop looking at me like that, a home is a home and I’m not judging where you come from.” Your eyes slightly widened at his words, completely stunted by them.
He stepped closer to you and placing a hand on your hip and pulling you against him. “Nothing will change the way I feel about you. Not a home nor children..”
He leaned in to press a kiss to your lips but stopped halfway when a small voice call out.
“Another weird man?” You both turned to face Riku, who stood in the hallway, stumbling upon the scene.
Gojo immediately dropped his hand, falling back to his side. You huffed lightly before growling lowly at your little brother. “You are suppose to be in bed.”
“I was thirsty.” Riku respond bluntly before walking past the both of you and into the kitchen. You glanced at Gojo briefly and caught the sight of his usual smirk that you had grown accustomed too.
“He yours?” He didn’t have a tone of regret, resentment, disgust, anything. Just simple curiosity. Which you did appreciate actually. Even if the assumption was that you had your own children, it didn’t stray him.
You shook your head lightly, moving away from him “Siblings.” You confirmed but it did cause a sense of slight surprise and fascination inside Gojo. Though he didn’t show it, simply humming softly.
“Full?” He asked not bothering to hide the curiosity at least.
“Yeah. Full siblings.”
Gojo blinked a couple times, his expression unreadable before he opened his mouth again.
“So same parents?”
You huffed in slight amusement with a small shake of your head “Yes Satoru. That’s normally what it means.”
His mind was going a little haywire, all kinds of scenarios and possibilities filling his mind. If that little girl was truly your full blooded sibling, why was she the only one with cursed energy? He really did assume they were yours. This was very unexpected but he also couldn’t help the small relief that poked his heart. You weren’t completely bound.
Riku walked back into the living room, heading down the hallway back towards his room without so much as a glance.
Gojo snickered softly at the boys attitude “He’s charming.” He carried a sarcastic tone in his voice.
“Tell me about it.” You grumbled lightly as you walked into the kitchen, Gojo following you in. You were trying to keep yourself occupied, you felt nervous. Needy. You really didn’t know how to react around him right now.
You don’t know if it was because of the situation with Zack or simply because of Gojo’s presence. Maybe both. You just felt overwhelmed, your hand trembling lightly as you started to put some of the dry dishes away.
You definitely didn’t fail to feel Gojo move closer to you, not exactly pressing against you but you could feel his body heat. Your breathing hitched when you felt his fingers brush against your skin, removing some hair from your neck, baring your skin to him.
“You seem.. tense.” He murmured huskily while leaning down to press an experimental kiss on the side of your neck.
You let out a shaky sigh, your jaw clenching tightly at the burning sensation he left. You wanted more.
He smirked lightly before pressing another kiss and another. His lips gliding across the skin, moving down to where your neck and shoulder meet.
“We can either talk about it now or wait until I’ve had my way with you.” He whispered against your skin as his fingers reached around from behind to tease your waistband, the tips slipping under it.
You gripped the edge of the counter, when his hands slipped underneath, now playing with the waistband of your panties. He let out a small breathless chuckle, his hot breath sending goosebumps along your skin.
“But I think we both already know the answer to that..”
You let him undo the button on your jeans, along with slowly pulling the zip down, his lips now leaving open mouth kisses on your neck.
“You know.. how long I’ve been craving to feel you again?” His mouth had moved up to your ear, nipped softly at your earlobe before pressing a kiss behind your ear. His hand diving into your pants without hesitation, his fingers teasing you over the fabric of your panties.
“Your panties are already soaked baby. You want me that bad huh?” You could feel and hear the smug smirk on his lips as they continued to brush over your ear, his breathing starting to become a bit more ragged.
You whimpered quietly, your eyes fluttering open and closed, you were burning hot to the touch and you knew he could tell.
“Oh god.. I’ve missed that noise..” He grunted huskily, his fingers now starting to rub you through your panties, pressing hard against the fabric covering your sensitive clit.
You knew you shouldn’t be letting this happen right here, right now in the middle of your kitchen.. but you really couldn’t stop it and you REALLY didn’t want to. The amount of times you had touched yourself to the thought and memories of that night.. you were never truly satisfied.
Gojo Satoru had completely broken you, he had ruined you for anyone else and even yourself. You needed him.
His free hand trailed up your body, groping your clothed breast, squeezing hard as his fingers continued to dance in a steady rhythm against your cunt.
Your head lobbed back against his shoulder as he trailed his tongue up the base of your neck, nipping the skin. While his fingers now pushed aside your panties, slipping past your slick folds, rubbing vigorously.
You moaned out softly, though you tried to keep the noises at a minimum, whimpering at the burning sensation, the ache. The need.
“Shhh. Don’t wanna be too loud and wake the kiddos.” He purred in your ear, smirking against the shell of it, he was definitely putting on a front, from the way his hips grinded into your ass subtly, the heaviness of his breathing, this was affecting him just as much.
Your thighs squeezed around his hand tightly as your body started to jerk but he stopped, he stopped fucking rubbing you, causing a small whine from you.
“Open them.” He growled lowly in a warning tone, his hand on your tit gripped harder than before.
You immediately compiled and his fingers picked up faster than before, causing you to falter and jerk.
“Good girl. Just like that.” He purred as your body continued to writhe and tremble, Gojo could tell you were losing yourself, the nosies that were threatening to spill, your body movements.. his breathing hitched when you rub against him the right way, his hips grinding into you harder.
He groaned softly in your ear as the hand on your breast moved up to your mouth, pushing his pointer finger and index finger into your wet cavern, you eagerly sucked on his fingers, able to conceal the noises. His eyes rolled to the back of his head slightly at the feeling of your tongue twirling around his fingers.
You whimpered against his fingers as you felt the familiar build up on your orgasm, you were basically already moaning in relief already from your approaching climax that you had tried to reach but never seemed to get the same effect.
Gojo let out a shaky breath, his lips still resting beside your ear, purposely showing you how desperate he was for you, making you listen to how worked up he was getting because of you.
Your loud moan was muffled by his fingers pressing deeper into your mouth, your eyes began to roll to the back of your head as you felt your orgasm erupting throughout your entire body, Gojo growled lightly before almost aggressively attacking your neck, bitting and sucking hard.
You trembled hard, your legs shaking as he continued to rub you through your intense orgasm, his fingers slipped out of your mouth with a string of saliva, he quickly turned your face to the side, capturing your lips in an hungry kiss; teeth clashing against yours.
The kiss slowed down as you both pash passionately, his fingers slowing to a stop, moving from your panties and resting on your hip.
You both pulled away, your eyes were half-lidded, your breathing heavy from both kiss and orgasm. Gojo smirked lightly; lips still basically touching.
“You’re so beautiful..” He whispered softly, his nose nuzzling yours; a small sweet smile gracing his lips. You both stare into each other’s eyes for a few moments before.. everything was a blur.
You let out an uncontrollable squeal as you were turned, lifted and thrown over Gojo’s shoulder, your eyes were wide at how effortlessly he was able to pick you up. Yes. Gojo did give off an intimidating aura, you weren’t going to lie but.. he wasn’t exactly buff‘buff’ personally you found yourself to have wider proportions than him.
And yet here he was.
Dangling you over his shoulders like you were a towel; showing just how strong he was and he didn’t even falter. In fact. He smirked cheekily at your reaction.
“Satoru! What are you doing!”
“Where’s your room?” He didn’t bother answering your question, already moving from the kitchen; you just hand helplessly.
“Put me down and I’ll show you!” You exclaimed softly as he moved through the living room, your hand reached out to turn the lights off as you past the light switch, knowing full well where this was going.
Despite your tone.. fuck you were excited.
Another small help from your lips when Gojo slapped your ass with a firm hand and you knew it left a red mark and that just made you squirm more.
“Not a chance baby. You’re mine.” He chuckled darkly as he let his body find your bedroom itself.
Damn.
**
You hummed softly as Gojo’s fingers danced up and down your arms, you both were tangled up in the sheets; in complete bliss and pure satisfaction.
You were nestled in between his legs, your back resting against his bare chest as a comfortable silence settled over you.
“So.. you gonna tell me who gave you those flowers.” He muttered softly, pressing a brief kiss to your bare shoulder; a very small frown etched into his brow.
A small sigh escaped your lips when he brought up the inevitable, your hand mindlessly tracing up his knee.
“Just.. someone. Someone I rather not talk about. Not now. Not like this.” You murmured leaning more into him, focusing on the feeling of his fingers.
Gojo’s frown deepened at your words and your lack of sharing, he wasn’t use to it. He wanted to know. He needed to know but he didn’t want to come off as a jealous man because frankly it was far from it.
Whoever left you those flowers, wasn’t just a simple gesture of love or affection, you could be in danger and yet you didn’t even know it.
His nose pressed against your shoulder as his fingers continued to run up and down your arm.
“That bad huh?” He murmured against your skin, causing a small nod from you. “Yeah.. that bad.”
He could feel you tense when he first mentioned it, it clearly was a sore topic for you, maybe even traumatic. No matter how much he wanted to know. He wasn’t going to pry it from you; even though he was use to being able to gather information in.. various ways.
“How about.. parents, why aren’t they around?” You were slowly starting to realise how bad some things were in your life when the only questions he could ask you was related to trauma but.. at least this wasn’t a fresh wound.
“They ah.. they disappeared 6 years ago.. no one knew what happened, no one had heard or has heard from them since, they just vanished. Akari was only a newborn when that happened.” You answered in an almost blunt tone, having had spoken this story countless times to the point you were already numb to it.
Instead of pitying you which was one; not his way and two; you didn’t need anymore. He tried a different approach. “And you’ve done an amazing job, being their fill in. I bet you’re the best big sister they could ask for.”
You smiled lightly at his compliment, your heart fluttering at his sweet tone. “That means more than you know…” You whispered softly, turning around carefully in his arms; resting your head on his chest, his hands holding you against him so you couldn’t slip off. It was always nice for someone else to tell you, you were doing a good job, it gave you a nice boost, not drastically but still good.
Another comfortable silence drifts over the both of you before you decide to strike up another conversation.
“So.. you’re a teacher?” You questioned with a slight tease, your eyes glancing up at him. Gojo smirked lightly before meeting your eyes.
“What? Didn’t expect that I’d have that kind of occupation” He snickered lightly, his fingers now trailing over your back.
“Well… no not really.”
He narrowed his eyes playfully “And why not? I’m perfectly capable of teaching little brats.”
“And I never said you weren’t. I just.. wouldn’t take you for a teacher is all.” You retorted back in a teasingly tone, your fingers trailing over his chest. “And that boy ‘Megumi’ was one of your students?”
He just hummed softly, his head nodding in a slow motion. “Yeah.. though he is a little bit more than my student. I’ve known him since he was a little boy. Took him in.”
You smiled lightly, your eyes still on his face “So like his adoptive parent?”
“Yeah. I guess you could say that.” Gojo hummed faintly pulling you even closer, scooting you up; so your head was resting on his shoulder, while he shoved his nose into your hair.
His eyes fluttered closed as he inhaled your scent. God. How long has it been since he felt this way? Had he ever? It’s like he had no cares. No obligations. They just fluttered away while he continued to hold you in his embrace. You were making him feel like a normal man and you weren’t even trying to.
One of his hand started to move across your body, starting from your upper back, trailing down your spine. His eyes opened slightly as he watched his fingers spread out over your skin.
“Hey.” He whispered into your messy locks, pulling a hum from you in acknowledgment.
“Lie on your back.” He quietly demanded, almost.. desperately if you squinted but Gojo wasn’t a desperate man.. was he? What were you doing to him.
You pulled a small face but complied either way, sliding off him, to lie on your back. Gojo let out a small noise at your obedience and quickly moved to hover over you.
This was different. He wasn’t staring down at you with desire or hungry. No. He was glazing at you with affection.
He smiled lightly before lowering himself to press his lips to yours, in a tender and gentle pash.
Just as you began to even try to deepen the kiss, he moved; his lips moving to your jaw at a slow pace, pressing gentle and steady pecks, continuing to your neck.
You turned your head slightly to give him more access but he didn’t stay, he continued moving down to your collarbone; his lips leaving hot kisses against the skin.
Your breathing started to pick up when he moved down the valley of your breasts. His hands were traveling up your sides and he did so.
You inhaled deeply when he took in one of the stiffened buds into his mouth, sucking and pulling back with a pop before repeating the same actions with your opposite breast.
You were afraid to speak, you didn’t want to disrupt whatever he was doing but what you did know.. this wasn’t just foreplay.. he was worshipping you.
You couldn’t help the small jolt of your chest as you held back a chuckle, when he nuzzled his face against your tit, pressing small kisses to the mound; staring down at him with amusement and awe. He looked like a cat.
“Don’t laugh.” He murmured softly, his tone a little serious but had an aspect of playfulness.
“Sorry. Sorry..” You whispered softly, biting your bottom lip as you continued to watch him.
He finally moved from your breasts, his hands caressing your sides gently. You couldn’t help but feel a little insecure suddenly, though he’s already seen you naked; something about how raw and intimate this was.. made it more real.
How his lips purposely kissed over your pudgy stomach; the faint stretch marks. He never once hesitated, never once recoiled.
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered against your skin almost sensing your feelings. His voice was sweet, just like honey and you couldn’t take your eyes off him, completely locked on. Your heart beating so fast; you thought it would burst out of your chest.
His stunning blue orbs, glanced up at you; locking in on your eyes and expression.
“You’re the most beautifully precious thing. I have ever seen.. ” Your breath hitched in your throat and you couldn’t help the stinging feeling in your eyes. The moment was so sweet and tender. You couldn’t help but tear up. No one had ever made you feel so wanted like this man right here.
And in that moment.. you knew.
You had completely fallen.
You were love stricken.
And you were such a fool for it.
**
Gojo sat on the edge of the bed, your room was completely dark; though it was early in the morning.
He stared at you with a soft expression as you slept soundly, completely unaware you were being watched by him. Sure it probably was a little creepy but he couldn’t help it. You looked stunning. You looked precious.
The way your lips were parted slightly as you slept, your eyelashes pressed against your cheeks, fluttering every now and again.
God.
When did he turn into such a sap and a pushover. His younger self would’ve been petrified.
Nah.
He knew why. You. Just You.
And he was welcoming it with open arms.
He smiled softly before leaning down to press a VERY soft kiss to your temple. He wanted to stay. He wanted for you to wake up to him in the morning but he needed to go.
He was already dressed and ready but his heart wasn’t. He spent all of last night.. making sure you knew how he felt, only for him to disappear once again.
But it’ll be different this time. You would definitely see him again, of course you would. He needed to protect you from the unseen. You were his and he looked after his own.
He rose from your bed as carefully as he could, which wasn’t exactly hard. I mean he’s Gojo Satoru.
With one last glance, he blipped from your room; appearing right next to that trash can.
He growled under his breath when he realised.
He quickly tore off the lid to find the can empty. He knew that. He just needed to be sure. Someone had come to take them.
He slammed the top of the can back in place before he glanced around. His six eyes looking deeper into the surroundings. Sensing nothing he let out a deep sigh.
This wasn’t a freak accident, you were in danger and it was confirmed.
The real question, the next course of action…
You. You NEEDED to tell him who got you those flowers because once he had the information, he can put a stunt into whoever’s plan involves you.
⚠️⚠️⚠️: Swearing, no smut in this one, just a bit of love and a BAD possessive Ex.
Never in a million years would you think, you'd catch the eyes of a certain jujutsu sorcerer but you did and with that came alot of consequences. That you would eventually find out the hard way.
Your parents vanished a good couple of years ago with no knowledge of why and where, leaving you; the eldest, to care and provide for your younger siblings. Being responsible and forgetting about the life you used to live, you felt lost. Struggling a lot with your self worth.
Your best friend took it upon herself to finally get you to live your life a little more by taking you out on the town for a night.
But you found that night was the start of your downfall.
Ahhhhhh hah heeeyyy 🫣
So we listen and we don’t judge..
Nah but for real, apologies for taking a long time, I really haven’t picked up any of my works, I just haven’t been motivated to write at all but what I did end up writing ages ago, I just finished. Just a reminder this isn’t following the plot, there will be aspects from it but not really.
Im gonna try and motivate myself more because I really do enjoy writing and I was really enjoying getting into the rhythm of this one. I have some… plans for this.
Sadly this chapter isn’t as long as the last two but I’ll make up for it. Appreciate the support! Thank you for reading! <3
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GIF by saewrq
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It been a good couple of weeks since you heard from Gojo. You quite literally held onto the fact he would call you back later.
You convinced yourself that he was just busy to save yourself some pity.
You’d kind of wished you had forgotten the whole thing but atlas, you didn’t. Every night you laid there, staring at your phone; waiting for his name to flash on the screen.
And now you’re thinking; maybe you should have called him instead.
Maybe you were in over your head already.
Maybe you were feeling delusional.
Another week goes by and you find yourself standing in your small kitchen, staring at a new bouquet of flowers that sat upon the counter.
You had assumed that they were from Gojo, though it didn’t say. You wouldn’t lie.. it was a cute gesture but it pissed you off. How did he have the time to send you fucking flowers but not send you a simple text?
Your phone resting in your hand and you struggle to tap on his contact. You run your free hand through your messy hair; trying and failing at calming your overwhelming body.
Letting out a sigh of defeat, you place your phone softly on the counter. Anxiety ran through your veins, shaking your body at the simple thought of even sending a text.
You didn’t want to seem… needy.
Even though you haven’t even tried to talk to the man.
Maybe you were playing too much and you just missed out on something that could’ve been great.
All these intrusive thoughts ran through your head, making you feel worse and worse. You fail to notice little eyes peering up at you.
“Sidda?” You break from your trance, turning to look down at the little strawberry blonde haired girl. Her little fingers wrapping around the edge of the hoodie, you wore.
“Yes baby?” You hummed, crouching down to her level.
“Are we still going to the park today, like you promised?”Her body swayed slightly as if she was nervous to ask. The question immediately triggering a previous memory of the promise from last week.
“Shit.” You whispered to yourself, Akari not hearing your swear.
“Yes.. yes! Of course. Go get your brother and we can get ready to leave.” Your eyes fluttered to your kitchen window, the bright sun rays shining through.
It is a beautiful day.
A day for distractions.
You watched excitement spread across the wee girl’s face; your lips curl into a smile.
Akari darts off, wasting no more time; her voice echoing throughout the house, hollering after her brother.
You take one last look at your phone; a desperate attempted at manifestation.
Demolishing every last bit of hope you clung onto, you let out a sigh of defeat. Your feet move before your body as they slowly stride out of the kitchen.
At least it was a good night. One you most likely won’t forget.
Little to your knowledge, the day was only beginning.
**
A faded smile sits on your lips as you watch the memory play on your phone. It was an old video, one where Akari didn’t even exist yet.
You watch as your father hoists your little brother into the air when he was just a wee boy, his giggling flew out of your phone’s speakers.
A familiar sadness filled your core as you swiped to another video.
Your mother was cradling her newborn in her arms, a cute little girl. Your mother’s eyes were filled with so much love as she stared down at Akari. It wasn’t long after that they had vanished, leaving nothing but leaving you with everything.
Your tongue swiped at your bottom lip, wetting the dryness as you lock your phone, having enough of reminiscing.
You look over to where your siblings had gone off too and see your little brother pushing your baby sister on the swing.
Families walked past you of all shapes and sizes, parents and their newborns. No broken families insight.
You were lost in your daze not noticing your little brother approaching you. Alone.
“Have you seen Akari?” You jump at the sudden voice, immediately alarmed.
“What do you mean Riku? She was just with you?” You exclaimed to the younger ebony haired boy, moving to stand up; your eyes scanning the playground equipment.
“I know. She just ran off, I assumed she was coming to you.” He said back, following you as you slowly made your way around the playground, looking for your little bundle of joy.
“You can’t take your eyes off her, you know that.”
“Why weren’t you watching then!” You chose to ignore his comment, knowing he was right. You should’ve known better.
Your pace started to speed up as you felt your heart leap into your throat. If anything happened to her, you would never forgive yourself.
“She kept saying something about patting the pretty doggy. Dogs aren’t even aloud in here.” Riku spoke as he kept up with you. That only made you worry even more, thinking she left the safety of the boundaries.
Both of you past the food stands, specifically the ice cream one, thinking maybe she changed her course and was wanting an ice cream.
You accidentally bumped into a man, not bothering to look up, too focused on your own.
You muttered a quick apology before setting off again, pulling your little brother with you.
The man stood in shock and confusion at the sudden impact that he was not expecting; watching as you disappeared from his view.
To your relief, the search was short lived as the familiar strawberry blonde started to come into view.
You sigh loudly as you made your way to her, seeing a teen crouched down, talking to the little girl.
“Akari! You can’t run off like that.” Ignoring the teen, you quickly pulled the girl into your arms, squeezing her tightly.
“I wanted to pat the pretty puppy.” Her voice croaked out as you held her at arms length.
“Honey. Dogs aren’t aloud in here.” You say softly as you caressed her plush red cheek in your hand.
“Yeah. Idiot.” Riku muttered lightly, earning a glare from you.
“Yes they are. It was his doggy!” She pointed to the teen behind her and you finally acknowledged the awkward teen as he stared at the little girl with a semi shocked expression.
“I’m sorry about her. She has a crazy imagination. Always running off to find something new.” You grumbled, standing to your feet, dusting the grit from your knees; attention on him.
“It’s.. fine.” The teen spoke with uncertainty, his dark blue eyes meeting yours. Making you feel a little uneasy as the shock was quick to go, replaced by a stoic expression.
“Thank you for staying with her..?”
“Megumi.”
“Megumi! Thank you. I appreciate it.” You exclaimed with a bright smile. He didn’t really respond, simply giving you a nod.
“Y/N?”
You turn to the man that was approaching your little group, who just happened to be the one you ran into earlier. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint where you’ve seen him from or why he felt so familiar.
He was sporting a dark blue jacket with a high collar and matching slim pants, along with a pair of black dress boots.
But what stood out the most to you was the black blindfold he was wearing.
Not to mention the deathly familiar pure white hair.
Just as you were going to apologise for bumping into him, it hit you like a truck.
“Satoru?”
“I see you’ve met one of my students.” He gestured to Megumi but your eyes never left his form.
You’ve been waiting for weeks to hear from this man.
And here he was. Two ice creams in his hands. At the park.
All kinds of feelings surge through your body as all kinds of thoughts swirled in your head.
Realising this was definitely not the place to speak your mind. You don’t speak.
at least to him.
“Come on kids. We’re leaving.” You mumbled down to your siblings. Avoiding wherever Gojo’s glaze was.
“But-“ Akari tried to protest but you just gave her a stern look, quick to interrupt her; your hands pushing against their backs.
“I said we’re leaving.”
Satoru was shocked when he saw you, he saw you a mile away. Excitement was brewing in his chest at the thought he’d finally get to see you again, to the point he’d purposely allowed you to bump into him; lowering his infinity.
But to his surprise, you didn’t recognise him. At least not right away.
He wasn’t going to lie.
He was expecting a bigger reaction from you than what he got.
And he knew deep down, he was definitely the cause.
Work was busy, it was very hands on; more than normal. These special grade curses were really giving it to him; especially Sukana and from that he didn’t realise how much time had passed.
Satoru watched your retreating form, most definitely watching your plump ass swaying with every step.
“Who and what did you do to her?” Gojo’s not only student but dependent muttered to him; eyeing his guardian suspiciously.
“That’s offensive. I’m offended!” Megumi rolled his eyes annoyingly at the ‘adult’ and his deflection at the question.
Satoru sighed softly, the smile he was forcing dropping slightly.
“Completely nothing. That’s why.” The raven haired boy’s eyebrow raised as Gojo’s facade slipped away for a second.
“You two should probably make up. That little girl saw my shikigami. She could be in trouble.”
Gojo tapped his chin as thoughts ran through his head. He was obviously pretty good at sensing cursed energy but he didn’t sense any within you.
Were they your offspring?
Where was their dad?
“You’re right Gumi!” His feet moved before his torso, a hop to his step; pushing the ice cream cones he just purchased into Megumi’s hands.
“Where are you going? We are supposed to be looking for this special grade.” Megumi called out, watching his guardian bounce away.
“To make up! You’ve got this!” The raven huffed out before looking down at his shikigami companion; the living twin.
“Don’t call me that.” The boy whispered more to himself before poking his tongue out to lick at the frozen concoction.
“Gross. Rum raisin.”
**
You sit in your room with your head in your hands, your foot was bouncing against the hardwood floor.
You felt anger. Unnecessary anger. Shame.
His stupid handsome face kept flashing in your mind. It was driving you crazy.
You really shouldn’t be angry, it takes two to tango but is it wrong to expect someone to make the first move?
You’ve been fucked over and fooled too many times to count and with a guy like Gojo.. you want to take extra precautions.
Is that so wrong?
Why do you feel so stupid then?
“What’s wrong?” You quickly lift your head up and see Riku standing in your doorway, looking at you with almost worry.
“It’s nothing. Just have a headache.” You smile briefly, correcting your posture.
“It’s not what I said right? I’m sorry if it is.” His almost worrying expression deepened; his eyes glistening.
“No no. It’s not that. It’s really nothing.” Obviously it was something. You just didn’t want to explain you’d caught feelings for the guy you had a one night stand with to your 13 year old brother.
The boys frown deepened, knowing it wasn’t nothing. He knew you better than that but for his own safety, he wasn’t going to push it further.
The last thing he wanted to see was you upset over nothing that was obviously something.
“Where’s your sister?” You asked as you watched Riku make his way over to you, taking a seat beside you.
“Watching her dumb show.” The boy muttered with an annoyed tone. You smiled sweetly before bumping him softly with your elbow “You use to watch dumb shows too.”
Riku scoffed with a roll of his eyes “Yeah but not like hers. They are really dumb.” You giggled at your younger brother.
You hummed lightly, wrapping an arm around his back; pulling him closer, squeezing softly.
“Do you still think about Mum and Dad?” That previous feeling of sadness returned, your smile dropped slightly.
“Of course. Every now and again.” You spoke with a small voice.
“I don’t. Every-time I think about them, I get mad.” Your hand brushed through Riku’s jet black locks.
“What makes you mad?”
“That they left. They left us here.” Your head tilted to rest on the crown of his own. You weren’t going to lie, you were resentful. You use to be filled to the brim with anger.
So you understood completely where he was coming from but the more you grew into the person you are now.. the more responsible you became.
You had no room for unwarranted feelings. You had had kids to care for. You needed to be different. You needed to grow up.
Perhaps that’s where a lot of your problems stem from. Perhaps those feelings are still there, bottled up.
“Siddda.” The comfort of the silence was broken as your little sister appeared in your room. Pulling a slight grumble from Riku.
“Yes baby?” Her little hand pointed in the direction of the living room.
“There’s a weird man at the front door, he’s asking for you.” You perked an eyebrow at Akari before pushing Riku from you; gently.
“Both of you, stay here.” You muttered, pushing your sister further into your room.
Your feet hit the hardwood floors softly as you strided your way to the living room.
Immediately you halt as you see the ‘weird’ man now in your humble abode. Shivers ran up your spine as your eyes take him in.
“I thought she would recognise me, I’m a bit hurt.”
You straightened your posture, staring coldly at the man.
“Why would she?”
He tilted his head at you, a smirk resting on his lips. “She did love me.”
“She was two.”
He started to look around your home, taking small steps towards you. Making you feel on edge more than you already are.
“Nothings changed I see.”
“What do you want Zack?”
You huffed in annoyance, placing your hands on your hips as you stared daggers at your.. previous partner.
His smirk widened slightly as you almost prowled around your living room, his eyes never leaving yours. “Can’t I just visit an old friend?”
You removed your hands from your hips, crossing your arms across your chest instead, the annoyed expression deepening on your features. “We are not friends. If I remember correctly, we ended on bad terms.”
Zack let out a small breathless chuckle, his eyes glancing over at the entrance to the kitchen, seeing your flowers sitting on the counter but the archway. He changed the topic quick.
“I see you got my flowers.” His eyes landed back onto you.
“Your-“ Your eyes widened slightly, realising you had been wrong. They weren’t from Gojo. They were from HIM. “You sent them?”
He let out a small playful scoff “Of course. Who else?”
You couldn’t help be feel the pang of disappointment in your heart, your face showing that you were more offended than disappointed though, trying to hide the fact.
He lean forward a little that stupid smirk still on his lips “Did you think you got it from someone else? Please.”
“Who would send you flowers when you barely leave the house?” He continued to talk down to you, his tone carrying not only amusement but condescension.
“You need to leave.” You spoke in a stern tone, not in the mood for his antics, you didn’t know why he was here and frankly you couldn’t care less.
“Come on. I know you miss me.” Zack purred, starting to slowly make his way over to you, you couldn’t help yourself as your body recoiled slightly, taking a few steps back, not wanting him any closer.
Your breathing hitched as you felt your back hit the wall and Zack was now standing in front of you, you could practically smell his awful cologne that you always hated flowing off him in waves.
“See. I can see it. You still want me.”
You turned your nose up at him, unable to hide the disgust that started to rise inside you. “I don’t.” Unable to stop the growl.
Suddenly Zack slammed you against the wall, holding you against it by your shoulders, his smirk turning into something more.. sinister. A look you were all to familiar with.
You couldn’t help the hard flinch from your body, the sharp gasp that escaped your lips.
Zack’s eyes glimmered as he leaned in towards your ear “You’re mine. Always will be.” A cold shiver ran through you, fear slowly creeping through.
“What are you doing?” A younger voice broke through the tension, saving you from.. whatever the situation was leading too.
Both You and Zack turned towards the voice and you saw Riku standing there, Akari hiding behind him.
Zack forced a sickly sweet smile, looking back at you, releasing his hold on your shoulders; brushing down your arms to straighten your top.
“Just catching up kid.” You let out a small breath of relief as he pulled away, removing himself from your boundaries.
Zack sent you a small wink before turning on his heels and heading for the door but not before looking over his shoulders and saying “Enjoy the flowers Y/N.”
And with that he left.
Leaving you with unspoken feelings that had seemed to have never left, trauma that was never fixed.. that you didn’t think could be.
You turned to your siblings, forcing yourself to be strong. Strong for them but not for yourself..
Forcing a small shaky smile to them, ignoring the look Riku was giving you as he studied your demeanour. That boy was too smart for his own good.
“Let’s get dinner ready.”
**
After settling your siblings in, preparing dinner and tucking them in for the night.
You made your way out of your house, the bouquet of flowers in your hand, your feet heading straight towards the trash can.
Without any hesitation, you threw the flower to the bottom of the bin, slamming the lid shut and letting out a shaky breath.
You inhaled deeply, running a hand through your hair, dragging your hand down your face.
“Those from your boyfriend?”
Your eyes widened, your whole body jumping from the unexpected voice, you twirl around to face the man, being met with Satoru.
A sheepish grin plastered on his lips, his hands shoved into his pockets. He was dressed in casual attire, very different from what you witnessed him in earlier today. No blindfold. His glasses in place.
You couldn’t ignore how attractive he looked, or the way he made you feel just by being in his presence.
But yet you couldn’t help but feel uneasy, not because of him. (Though you couldn’t help still being pissed at him no matter how good he looked.) but from Zack. He really sent you in a spiral and you felt unsafe. On edge.
“Wha- what are you doing here?” You stuttered out, wrapping your arms around your body, he tilted his head as he took you in, if he noticed something was off.. he didn’t question it.
“So you can talk?” His smile widened just slightly, his eyes slowly trailing over your body, not bothering to hide his interest.
You huffed in annoyance, your eyes involuntarily rolling at his teasing tone. Not a word you heard from this man and he had the urge to tease you.
His smile softened lightly as he took in your annoyed stance.
“Look..” He started with a fleet of hesitation in his tone, taking a step forward. “I get that you’re.. pissed at me-“
You held your hand up to stop him from talking. “I don’t want to hear any excuses. I really don’t.” You made yourself move, heading back towards your porch. You felt guilty that you might’ve been a bit too harsh but you were feeling overwhelmed with.. everything.
Gojo wanted to reach out and grab you but refrained from it, instead choosing to follow you, his eyes briefly glancing over to your trash can.
“Y/N.” He called softly, following you to your front door.
“Please Satoru. I can’t handle this right now.” You murmured softly, going to open the front door.
Gojo couldn’t help but feel frustrated at your lack of patience, he normally could withstand most things, biting back with his own sense of humour and attitude.. but you were different. God you were different and he needed that.
He wanted you. Even if it was just after one night.. you made him feel.. normal. Like he could relax for once. Not being put on a constant pedestal.
“Please just talk to me. Let me explain.” He couldn’t help the hint of desperation that lured into his voice.
You turned to face him with a hard expression “I’m not some booty call okay? Someone you can just.. you can’t just say things like you did and just disappear!” You sighed deeply before continuing. He straightened his posture as he listened, his smile had been completely wiped from his face.
“I just.. I’ve been fucked over too many times, lead on.. hurt and I’ve always been a fool to fall for it..” His face soften at your words but he didn’t interrupt you, he didn’t force his way to control the moment like he knew he could.
“Sweetheart.. You’re more than that.” Gojo spoke softly, taking a few steps up the small stairs connected to your porch before he was standing in front of you, not invading your space like he was prone too, he wanted to pull you in.. not push you away.
“I didn’t lie. I meant everything I said. My life is.. hectic. Work keeps me on my toes, I never wanted you to think I was avoiding you and I’m so sorry that I made you doubt.” Gojo couldn’t believe the words that flowed from his mouth like it was the easiest thing in the world. It wasn’t a common affliction for him to be serious but he wanted you to know.. he needed you to know that he was more than interested in you.
“I won’t lie.. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that night..” He smiled lightly; his hands clenching into fists trying to ignore the urge to reach out and grab you.
Throughout when he spoke, your hard expression turned more soft but you still felt like you had to be on guard, shaking your head lightly at his comment about your hookup.
He stepped closer to you, peering down at you and not in an intimidating way. You tensed slightly as he reached up to caress the side of your neck.
“You’re absolutely breathtaking and I’d be the fool to not fight for something I want.” You could hear the determination in his voice, his hand moving to your jaw to tilt your chin up at him.
“So what’s it going to be doll. Think you can give me another chance?”
You couldn’t help the small curl of your lips, as you shook your head lightly. “Is that a yes?” He pressed with a mischievous smile, stepping closer to you, his hand came up to caress your cheek gently.
“You better not make me look like a fool.” *You whispered softly, leaning into his touch.*
“Wouldn’t dream of it sweetheart.” Before you could say anything, his lips pressed to yours, moving in a slow and tender manner, your body seemed to react on it’s own; wrapping your arms around his neck as you kept up the pace.
Your eyes fluttered closed blissfully but Gojo’s however..
His bright blue eyes opened and glanced over slowly to your trash can..
His eyes narrowed slightly as his lips continued to move with yours, watching the cursed energy consume the can, swirling menacingly around it. That bouquet wasn’t just any bundle of flowers..
I love how your mind works, omg you’re doing an amazing job and i always get excited when i get alerted for a new post from you! keep up the good work!
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That’s really sweet! Thank you so much ❤️ i appreciate it.
I haven’t had much thought too, simply because I’m still relatively new to this forum; at least for posting.
But if I do, I will definitely put you on there! 🥰
⚠️⚠️⚠️: Swearing, Road head, Gojo swooooning, wrote this instead of sleeping.
Never in a million years would you think, you'd catch the eyes of a certain jujutsu sorcerer but you did and with that came alot of consequences. That you would eventually find out the hard way.
Your parents vanished a good couple of years ago with no knowledge of why and where, leaving you; the eldest, to care and provide for your younger siblings. Being responsible and forgetting about the life you used to live, you felt lost. Struggling a lot with your self worth.
Your best friend took it upon herself to finally get you to live your life a little more by taking you out on the town for a night.
But you found that night was the start of your downfall.
If the ending feels a bit rushed, it's because it is. I tried with this one but ya girl decided to not sleep and write instead. Mind the mistakes. <3
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GIF by saewrq
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You stirred awake to a throbbing, deep in your core and an arm curled around your very naked stomach. You tensed a little, having forgotten how you got in this situation.
Last night flashed in your mind, reminding you of the activities you participated in. A deep blush formed on your face, remembering everything far too well.
The arm belonged to Satoru Gojo, the man who had completely fucked the life out of you. The ache he gave you, the unspoken promise, you'd have trouble walking the next day.
You'd half expected for him to throw you out on your ass after he was done with you but that wasn't the case at all. He was very good at aftercare, specifically the cuddling after a long night of sex.
He cleaned you up good, making sure you had gone to the bathroom and cleaned up all of his cum that was quite literally leaking out of you.
It felt very intimate. Not what you expected for a one night stand.
But honestly, you did not mind in the slightest. It was lovely and genuinely made you feel good. He treated you like a goddess. He treated you like he was a man, you would only read about.
But sadly this was where the fantasy was about to end, your next course of action..
How were you going to get out of Satoru's grip without waking him up?
You bit your lip as you moved your hand gently to grab his, grabbing a hold and moving it slowly to rest on your thigh.
Baby steps. One thing at a time. You thought.
You cringed a little as he stirred behind you, scared you might have ruined everything.
But atlas, he didn't wake.
He did happen to flip on his back though.
You let out a quiet sigh of relief as you slowly moved the covers off you, scooting carefully to the edge, pausing when you felt the man stir once again.
When you got the green light, you move to sit up; your feet dangling over the edge of his super king sized bed.
Your eyes scoured the room, looking for your belongings. You couldn't spot them anywhere. They must be lying by the front door since you mostly likely threw them down; when you and Satoru were quite literally attacking each other.
Just as you were getting the courage to stand on your wobbly feet, you fail to realise; that you did in fact wake the sleeping prince.
Satoru sat up slowly, a drowsy smirk on his lips as he rested against the headboard, placing his hands behind his head; admiring the view of your naked back.
"You're not thinking of skipping out on breakfast, are you?" You jump slightly at the sudden voice from behind you. He sounded husky and hoarse. His voice was attractive before but now.. you'd love to hear that every morning.
"Uhh. Potentially." Your own voice sounded hoarse from the long night of basically screaming your lungs out.
Satoru made a tsk tsk noise before pushing himself from the headboard, moving closer to you. Ghosting a finger down your spine, sending shivers through your body.
"I'm hurt sweetheart. Why are you in such a hurry?" He questioned, leaning forward to place sweet pecks along your shoulder.
"I thought you might've liked that I was gone before you woke up."
"What? No. Matter of fact, I would've been positively sad." You snickered a little as he crawled up your back, resting his chin on your shoulder, head tilted to look upon your face. His hands wrapping around you, holding you in place.
"Is that so?"
"Mmhmm. I think I might've even been depressed for a week." He hummed, pulling you back towards him.
"A week! That's insane. I must be a lucky girl." You teased. You didn't exactly know what to expect, you still didn't know how to take him. To you, Satoru was out of your league but here he was, smooching all over you; acting bummed out if you had left without any explanation.
"I'd like to think, I'm the lucky one here." You twisted your head to look at him, seeing the cheeky grin on his face, made your own one appear. He was giving you little shit vibes.
"Oh really? That's a bit of a hot take."
"Yes, I'd like to think so." His tone was seductive, reminding you of last night's festivities. He was the start of an addiction that you were scared you could never get rid of. You just continue to stare at his gorgeous features with a sweet smile.
"So how about that breakfast? That you oh so nearly missed out on?"
Though it took some trial and errors, Satoru managed to actually let you go to do what he suggested. Not before throwing you a top of his that you hesitated to accept and a cheeky comment.
"I would offer you some shorts but honestly, I'd love to see your ass."
You somewhat appreciated the offer but realistically, you didn't think you could fit your wide hips past the waistband. The shirt wasn't exactly big for you but it was loose enough to feel comfortable wearing.
It might be from his broad shoulders that it genuinely fit nicely on you. It didn't exactly hang off your shoulders but it didn't tighten around your stomach.
You spot your arch nemesis from the opposite side of the room that you failed to miss earlier.
The mirror.
The one that showed you all and harshly told you the truth.
You find yourself wondering over to it, staring at your reflection. Your reflection staring right back.
Your hand brushed along your thigh, travelling up and pulling Satoru's shirt, showing the bruising he had left in his wake. You did not mind whatsoever, you found it almost attractive.
But what you didn't like is what really caught your eye, the fading of stretch marks that were spread over your stomach. You were grateful that you had no new ones but the remaining remnants were still bad enough.
Your eyes fluttered closed, inhaling deeply. Prying yourself away from.. yourself. You didn't need to be bring yourself down right now. You wanted to stay and feel content. At least for now.
You wonder out of the bedroom, immediately being meet with an open floor plan, Satoru's back was facing from you as he worked at his sizzling pan. A tasty aroma floated through the air, delighting your nostrils.
All the furniture was white and black, an almost expected aesthetic.
But it did bring a little snicker out of you. Oh hell would it be a nightmare with little hands. Your kids would definitely leave their marks.
"Now. I'm well aware I'm hilarious but I haven't exactly made a joke yet." Satoru smiled turning to look back causing you to playfully roll your eyes at the grown man.
"Who says I'm laughing at you." He properly turned to face you; frying pan in hand. You made your way around the island, watching as he dishes up a simple breakfast; eggs, toast and bacon. You weren't complaining. It looked yummy.
Gojo decided to ignore your comment, instead sending a small smirk your way. His eyes looked you up and down, taking in your figure. The daylight shining on you, showing you off much better than being in the dark. There was something about seeing you in his shirt that just really got him going. It definitely showed off your curves and the fact you had nothing on underneath, no panties; what was stopping him from bending you over the counter and fucking you senseless. Again.
You were more than his type. There was nothing better than something hold on to. Your hips were absolutely perfect, not to mention that big ass you had. There was absolutely nothing wrong with a woman with large curves in his eyes.
"You're staring." You stated as you leaned against the kitchen counter, staring up at the tall blue eyed man.
"Am I? Is that a crime?" You shook your head, laughing lightly at the silly face he pulled. Satoru sat the pan on the bench before reaching for you, wrapping an arm around your waist.
"I mean.. it can be considered harassment." You teased as you cupped his elbow, allowing him to pull you closer.
"You should make an exception for me, you just look so good in my shirt." He moved to cage you against the counter, hands placed on either side of you. His face in close proximity. As much as you wanted to indulge even further, you knew you couldn't. This was suppose to be a hook up and you needed to get home. Considering it was a weekend, you knew your siblings would still be asleep and the last thing you needed was for them to see you in such a state.
You pressed a hand on Gojo's chest, pushing him back softly, a gentle but sad smile on your lips, causing the grown man to pout.
"I can't stay. I really need to get home." You whispered, patting his chest softly. You avoided his eyes, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by nervousness. You didn't know how he would react at you rejecting his advances. You were expecting the worse.
Satoru stepped back, a low whine slipping from his lips "Ahh right. I suppose, I shouldn't hold you here against your will.." You watched him continue to pout, expecting a whole different reaction but he continues to surprise you.
"Even though I did make you breakfast.." his foot kicked lightly at the linoleum, his body swaying along. Even though you knew what he was trying to do, it was different. There was no ill intent behind his words, no obligation to. No forcefulness.
"Are you trying to guilt trip me?" You teased placing a hand on your hip, tweaking an eyebrow at him.
"Is it working?" You slowly shake your head, a smirk resting on your lips.
"Ugh fine. Next time."
Your eyes widen at his confession. Next time? Gojo wanted to see you again? And here you thought, he felt the same way. Maybe being excited to get you out.
"What? is there something on my face?" He questioned while pointing at finger at his features.
You didn't know how to feel honestly. Inside, you definitely knew you wanted to see him again, wanting to actually get to know him beyond the sheets but realistically you didn't know if it was a good idea. Yeah he made you feel REALLLLY good, made you feel comfortable with yourself for the night but in the back of your mind, it felt sort of forced and you didn't know if it was just your head playing tricks on you.
What would happen if you fell for it and he completely turned around and said the same exact things, you heard with previous partners.
You'd honestly prefer ghosting.
"You want to see me again?" Your voice was small, nearing a whisper. His fingers lightly brushed across your chin, pushing some of your baby hairs behind your ear; with a tender smile.
"Most definitely." Your heart fluttered at his words but couldn't get rid of the fear, the trauma that plagued it.
Satoru was far from stupid, he could sense your hesitation from a mile away. One of the benefits from having six eyes. He couldn't truly understand why.
Why would you hesitate to accept further advancements from someone like Gojo. It intrigued him.
From since he was a teenager, he was used to woman literally throwing themselves at him and he would've definitely indulged in it. Throughout the years, throughout everything that had happened, he lost interest. Being a constant target and dealing with all types of curses, will do that to you.
The one night, where he took his students advice to genuinely have a night to himself, he found you.
It was like you were a breath of fresh air that he needed to inhale.
A drug that would nullify his senses and forget about the world around him.
He wasn't going to let you go, he just had to have you.
And he was cocky enough to know he would.
After eating breakfast together, you were gathering your belongings, trying to decide whether to put your club clothes back on.
Gojo was not having it.
"No no no. Just take them." Satoru was forcefully trying to push a pair of black sweatpants into your hands, determined to keep you in his clothes.
"Gojo. I can't steal your clothes." You muttered, pushing his hands away. This was what you were afraid of. The last thing you need is an awkward conversation about how you cannot fit his sweats.
"I don't mind at all. I MEAN I wouldn't mind seeing you in that little sexy skimpy dress again but I think it'll be even more sexier, seeing you in my clothes." This man will most likely be the death of you.
The rounds continued, you pushed his hands away and he'd push them right back.
"Fine! Fine! I'll wear them!" You exclaimed; getting fed up, snatching them from his grip. Expecting to prove this man wrong.
"He he he he." The man child giggled, choosing to ignore the annoyed look on your beautiful face.
Hiding your face behind your hair that flowed, you lean down to shove your legs through the holes of the pants, shimming them up.
To your surprise, they did in fact fit. Not exactly baggy but not tight either.
Tch. Stupid man. You thought.
"Perfect. Now, should we get going?" You quirked an eyebrow at him, his words leaving you confused. What did he mean by we?
Since your phone was flat, it was out of the question to ring anyone to come and get you. So you were actually expecting to just catch a bus home, only coming up with the plan now. You hadn't really taken in much thought on how you were going to get to the other side of town.
At least the walk of shame wouldn't be too prominent.
"Don't give me that look, Princess. I'm taking you. No objections." You huffed at the new nickname; blushing deeply. Having no more energy to continue fighting with this man, you gave a simple nod, shooting him a lazy smile.
**
You found yourself playing with Gojo's fingers once again as his hand rested on your thigh, his other hand preoccupied on the steering wheel.
You won't lie, you did somewhat miss intimate moments like these. It was somewhat relaxing.
There was something about Satoru's hands that made you feel warm inside. They felt calm. Steady.
But what surprised you the most about them, was the fact they weren't as soft as you thought they would've been. They were slightly rough to the touch, calloused but yet smooth.
You'd like to think hands told a story. Showing years of experience. Telling you exactly who the person could be. Satoru clearly has worked his ass off to get to where he is and in given time, he'll tell you about it.
You've managed to accept the fact that Gojo wasn't going down without a fight. He was a determined man. Seeming to know exactly what he wants and it's evidently he gets it.
But you weren't going to back down. If he wanted you as much as he says he does. He was going to work for it. You'd make sure.
"Why do you wear sunglasses? I mean the sun isn't exactly present?" Your mouth spoke before you could think as you glazed upon his attractive side profile. It was oddly strange to you. I mean, he was wearing them in the middle of a nightclub.. at night.
Gojo let out a light chuckle "My eyes are quite sensitive."
You had no reason to not believe him but something deep down was telling you that wasn't exactly it, you weren't going to integrate. You'd take his word for it.
It made sense to you somewhat, his eyes were abnormal. You've never seen such gorgeous irises before.
"Do you suffer from Photophobia?" You asked with genuine interest.
"Something like that."
You felt him squeeze your thigh, slightly. Your mind immediately start to stir with dirty thoughts, having an overwhelming feeling to feel his fingers on you again. You were slowly beginning to regret turning him down.
You chewed on your bottom lip as your eyes traveled down to his crotch. Your mouth started to salivate and his hand on your thigh was not helping. It was still a fair amount to get to your little home.
Maybe you could give him something to pay him back for his troubles.
"Satoru."
"Hmm?" He flicked his eyes to the side briefly, awaiting what he was presuming was another question.
"Can I give you head?" He nearly choked on air but kept his composure. Before a wide smile appeared. No. He was the lucky one.
After seeing his reaction, you didn't wait for a worded response, your hands already made their way over to work at his sweats.
He shifted in his seat slightly, removing his hand from your thigh and wrapping it around your seat; placed on the opposite side of the headrest.
His semi hard cock sprung free, a hiss slipping past his lips as the cold air touched his long appendage.
You didn't waste any time, wrapping your fingers around, slowly jerking him. You were in a trance, basically drooling at the site of his pink tip.
Satoru sighed lowly, trying to keep his eyes fixated on the road. His free hand moving from the seat to caress the back of your head, guiding you down.
Once your face was where it needed to be, your lips pressed a soft kiss to his tip, drawing a low whine from Satoru.
You layered small kisses down his shaft slowly and once at the bottom, you licked back up before wrapping your lips around his cock. You moved at a slow pace, bobbing your head up and down, tongue twirling around his tip.
Satoru's fingers made their way into your hair, pulling lightly at your roots. Your mouth is amazing. So warm and comforting. He tried his hardest to not buck his hips into your mouth.
"Fuck. You're teasing me." He groaned as he quickly looked down at you and back up to the road. Trying to ignore the urge to make you gag on him. His grip on the steering wheel tighten; knuckles turning white.
Your hand sat firmly at the base of his shaft, picking up your pace, taking more of his delicious cock. You pushed yourself further down until you felt the resistance of him hitting the back of your throat, causing you to pull him out of your mouth with a pop, allowing you to release the breath you were holding. Your hand resumed jerking him off.
"So impatient." You mumble licking your lips before shoving his cock back in your mouth.
"Fuck.." Gojo moaned loudly, pushing your head down slightly, listening to the sound of you slurping him up.
His hold on your hair tighten, tugging softly, pulling a moan from your full mouth. You were bobbing your head faster, sucking harder.
"That's it.." Gojo scooped your hair up that threaten to fall in your way with his spare hand. You continued to take more of his girth, his tip hitting your uvula. You moaned against him as he slowly started to rock his hips into your mouth, at a slow pace.
All you could think about was his cum shooting down your throat, the thought alone was enough to rub your thighs together to repel the growing ache.
Satoru's eyes looked upon you, watching your head bob away, relishing in the wet noises that were being produced by that pleasing mouth.
Quickly looking back up to the road, his head pressed back against the headrest as he felt himself approaching nirvana. His thrusts became sloppier, more desperate as you took him like the good girl you were.
"What a perfect mouth. You are doing so well."
You allowed Gojo to rut into your mouth without missing a beat at the back of your throat, he was close and you couldn't wait to swallow him whole.
Gojo let out a guttural growl as his hips thrusted a little bit harder. Your eyes rolling to the back of their sockets as you felt his hot cum shoot down your throat. You eagerly lapped him up.
You sat up back in your seat, wiping at the corners of your mouth, your lips were swollen and stinging with all kinds of sensations. You smirked at the panting mess of the man, a seductive and dazed look resting on your features.
"You keep looking at me like that and I'm gonna have to pull over and fuck you silly." He didn't even look at you to notice your face.
Of course he didn't need to, he was Satoru Gojo after all...
"I don't think you understand how much I really want too right now." He teased, his eyes flicking over to you.
You reach forward and shove his cheek to force him to look back on the road "We can't. I need to get home." Gojo whined dramatically.
"You can't just get away with that. Please give me 5 minutes." He pleaded desperately.
"No Satoru!" You giggled loudly, making Gojo's smile only grow wider.
"Please. It'll be quick." You continued to laugh at his desperation. Your head shook in disbelief.
"Watch the road Gojo!"
**
Your palms started to get sweaty as Gojo pulled up to your street. You started to feel a bit anxious, you were slightly freaking yourself out at the thought that maybe Satoru would completely change his mind when he saw where you lived.
You couldn't help it, you've obviously seen where he lives, that he does really well for himself, what is going to happened when he sees that you actually come from a lower class household...
Would he even care?
"Which one doll?"
"On the left, the little blue one." Your voice was small as you pointed towards your childhood home. You exhaled a breath when you saw Rast's car was still in the driveway.
Gojo pulled up to the curb, putting the car into park; turning to face you with a slight furrow of his eyebrows.
That small action was enough to put you on the edge, all of a sudden you wanted to get out of the car and never look back. You slowly reached for the handle before Satoru pulled out a little piece of paper; waving it in your face.
"I hope you call me. I wasn't lying about wanting to see you again." Satoru grinned at you with a slight tilt of his head. All of those unwanted thought flushed away as your fingers went to grab the small piece before he pulled his hand away.
You huffed as his grin turned cheeky, his eyes falling to your lips before meeting your eyes again.
"You're not gonna leave me hanging, are you?" You playfully rolled your eyes, grabbing his collar with your fist, tugging him forward.
"You play too much." You whispered before capturing his lips with yours, his hand caresses your cheek; deepening the kiss. It was happening again that feeling, the way your lips moulded together just felt right and it drew you in more.
Your fingers fly through the air, grabbing the piece of paper that was in his other hand, snatching it gracefully before detaching your lips from his; denying anymore advances.
He sat back in the drivers seat, his lips slightly red and swollen, smirking. "Damn."
Gojo was speechless, for once in his life. All that was going through his mind, was the next time he was going to see you. He will be counting down the days. He was already craving his next fix.
You take your chance and push open the door, stepping out of the car; closing the door behind you softly.
"What? No kiss goodbye?" You leaned down to poke your head through the window, staring at his playful pout.
"I just kissed you!"
"Yeah that wasn't a goodbye." He protested, leaning forward to get closer to you; hand resting where you were just sitting.
"Goodbye Satoru." You leaned your hand in to brush against his fingers before pushing yourself away from the car. You weren't going to give in. He needed to work for it.
Even if that means you were going to play hard to get.
As you started your walk to your front door, you heard the white hair man call out from behind you.
"You and that ass of yours, better call me!"
Satoru couldn't hold it in, watching as you waltzed away with a sway of your large hips, your ass on full display in those sweats of his. You were a tease.
And you were definitely going to regret it.
"If you're lucky!" You called back with a wave of your hand, not bothering to turn around, hiding your bright grin and red cheeks.
He really was going to be the death of you.
**
You push open your front door, walking inside and tossing your heels and bag on the ground.
"Um. Whose Matte Black Dodge Challenger Hellcat is that?" You rounded the corner to the living room, spotting Rast peeking behind the curtain; eyes glued out the window.
"Your love for cars is.. something else." You sighed, resting your hands on your aching hips.
"Damn bitch. He did a number on you.... Good night?" Zariah giggled as she looked up from her phone, a wide grin resting on her features. You couldn't hold in the uncontrollable smile that was forcing itself onto your lips.
"You could say that."
After being forced down on the couch, you proceeded to tell them about your night. Leaving out the intense parts, which you will mostly tell Zariah later.
You couldn't help your cheeks when they started to flush with heat, covering it up with an awkward laugh as you were trying to explain, though it was very tame compared to what actually happened.
Zariah was giggling like a little girl and Rast basically sat there with his fingers in his ears.
"Blah blah blah! I don't wanna hear anymore!" Both of the girls snickered at the blonde man.
"What all I said was, I gave him-"
"STOP! I regret my decision!" You burst out laughing at the light blush on his cheeks, Zariah just rolled her eyes at her boyfriend.
"I don't know why you're freaking out so much, you quite literally tell me when you are fuck-" Rast quickly covered her mouth, his blue eyes penetrating her own, causing the girl to chuckle into his hands.
Your shoulders shake as you let out a hearty chuckle before gripping the arm of the couch and pushing yourself up.
"I'm gonna have a shower before the little snots wake up." Zariah quickly stood up, her hand shot above her in the air.
"I'm coming too!"
You filled Zariah in on the juicy details that you purposely left out, she was beyond shocked and also happy, which is why now you are in this predicament.
"What do you mean you don't know! He's clearly very interested and you want to pass it up?" You dried your hair with your towel, aggressively.
"I don't know what I want. It just seems too good to be true." You mumbled as you dug through your drawers for a fresh pair of panties.
"He's out of my league."
"Tch. We are not doing this. You're fucking gorgeous. Call him. I repeat, don't leave him hanging for too long." Your best friend scoffed, shoving your phone into your hands before exiting your room; leaving you with yourself.
What were you going to do?
What did you want?
The rest of the day was a blur to you, the lack of sleep was really catching up with you.
Zariah and Rast ended up going home not too long ago, leaving you in the kitchen, staring down at the small piece of paper; that sat nicely on the counter.
You sighed deeply, resting your chin on your palm.
Why do you feel nervous?
Your stomach was churning, your head was throbbing and your eyes were teary; ready to have a nap.
Your fingers tapped against the counter, vigorously; drumming a beat.
Bitting your bottom lip, you grab your phone and punch the number Satoru gave you, hesitantly putting it to your ear.
As you heard the ring, you peeked through the kitchen door, eyes setting on your little sister; who was happily watching her movie.
Your breathing hitched as you heard the line pick up, hearing his voice again.
"Yo."
"Hi. Satoru."
There was a slight pause, making you even more nervous.
"Who's this?"
You couldn't believe your ears, almost feeling irritated. Nearly falling for it once again.
...
"Are you serious?"
Before you could lose your mind and go off, there was hearty laughter on the other end.
"I'm only joking doll. I was wondering when you were going to call." You face palmed aggressively, feeling slightly annoyed.
"You're lucky I even did." You spoke before you could think, slight irritation in your tone. You immediately regretted it.
But he only chuckled at your response "I must be very lucky then."
You smiled slightly, thankful he didn't take it the way you intended.
"So.. why did you want me to call you?" You had a slight teasing tone to your voice.
"Hmm. Maybe so I could take you out. Get to know you a little. Have some fun." You blushed lightly at his words.
"I think this is a bit backwards." You pointed out, a smirk resting on your lips, your back going to lean against the counter.
"Eh. Now we don't have to feel guilty about fucking on the first date." Your mouth hung agape, quickly closing it before you caught flies.
Before you could even get another word out; express your opinion on the matter.
"Gojo Sensei!"
You heard from the other side in the background; needing to pull the phone away from your ear at the screeching.
"Gotta go! Talk to you later beautiful." His farewell was quick, not willing to wait around for another moment. As the called ended, you just stared at your phone with a dumbfounded expression.
Did you hear that right? Is Gojo a teacher?
You wouldn't have guessed that would be his occupation. To be honest, you don't know what you would've guessed..
"Sidda?" Your eyes fall upon the six year old that was pulling at your shirt.
"What would you like little girl?" You ask with a forced smile, lowering to her level.
⚠️⚠️⚠️: Smutty smutty smut, Swearing. Drinking. Gojo in loooove
Never in a million years would you think, you'd catch the eyes of a certain jujutsu sorcerer but you did and with that came alot of consequences. That you would eventually find out the hard way.
Your parents vanished a good couple of years ago with no knowledge of why and where, leaving you; the eldest, to care and provide for your younger siblings. Being responsible and forgetting about the life you used to live, you felt lost. Struggling a lot with your self worth.
Your best friend took it upon herself to finally get you to live your life a little more by taking you out on the town for a night.
But you found that night was the start of your downfall.
I plan to turn this into a series eventually and this is also the first time I'm writing in a third person, so there could be a few mistakes not to mention the spelling and grammar might be a little baaad. I'll try to fix them when I can. I'm also not the greatest at writing descriptions.
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"See? Didn't I tell you, you would have fun." Your best friend shouted over the loud booming club music and the noises of the on going clubbers.
You rolled your eyes slightly, head lightly bobbing to the music as you took a sip from the straw in your drink, vodka and cranberry was your drink of choice. It definitely wasn't your first but after the persistent nagging from your bestie to actually drink something alcoholic, you went with the safe one.
"Yeah I loved the fact that I already have a migraine!" You shouted back, eyes squinting from the bright strobe lights.
From the moment you walked in on the party scene, you felt like you were being watched, as soon as your foot hit the concrete floor. You couldn't pinpoint where or who but you could feel their glaze burn holes into you, perhaps it was just the swarm that surrounded you, you couldn't tell.
"You are so dull now! You use to love going out!" You watched as Zariah downed the two shots she had ordered for herself, deciding it'll be better to not delay the inevitable.
"That was before I had kids to look after." She pouted slightly, her hand gripping your shoulder, moving closer to your ear.
"That's why you need to enjoy yourself tonight! Get fucked up, maybe even get fucked? Hmmm~" you shake your head, giggling nervously slightly at the continuous pressure. It was her plan all along. Getting you out there, finding a short distraction from what you were dealing with currently.
You twirled your straw around in your drink, pushing the Ice to the different sides of the glass.
"Stop thinking about them. They will be fine! Rast will be taking great care of them! He wants you to enjoy your night too."
Truth is.. Ever since your parents disappeared, leaving no trace behind except other children they forgot about for you to look after; to become their legal guardian. You have not had much time to yourself.
The years started to flicker by and the realisation started to set in that this was your life now. Your parents were not coming back. They were your kids now. It's a hard pill to swallow and frankly not one you were interested in but what else could you do? You felt obligated to care and provide for your siblings.
The more you worried about your siblings, the more you lost yourself. Your confidence had plummeted and your self image was shattered. Though you wouldn't let anyone know. The looks those skinny tan gorgeous girls would give you as you passed them on the street, did not go unnoticed.
The small remarks guys would leave you to ponder over, never far from your mind.
The comments you received from a previous ex, picking at your self esteem, your self confidence; resided in your core constantly.
You'd never show them that it affected you. You held your head high, trying to fake the confidence you once had.
But when you get home, it was a different story. In the privacy of your own bedroom was when the waterworks started. The constant peering in the mirror, pointing out all the differences between you and other girls. Comparing yourself and wishing for things that were in your eyes imperfections, just to go away.
You were happy alone. At least that's what you told yourself. You didn't need a guy. Especially when you looked like you.
Maybe sometimes you're too hard on yourself. Maybe.
"I don't mean to weird you out but that gooorgeous man has been eyeing you for ages." Zariah broke you out of your zoning, pointing slightly in the direction behind you.
"Consider me weirded out. Don't be silly. You mean eyeing you?" You didn't even bothered turning around to follow, he clearly wasn't looking at you. Maybe at someone who was further down the bar. If not your gorgeous best friend.
You can't seem to help yourself though, your eyes peek around before you could even react, a quick subtle peek.
You flick over the crowd of different people, trying to find the guy your best friend was talking about, until your eyes finally land on who you were looking for.
She wasn't lying.
He was *chefs kiss*
And he was already looking at you.
You couldn't see his eyes since they were hiding behind a pair of low sunglasses. His hair was almost pure white, reflecting off the neon lights that scattered around the room.
A white button up shirt with the a few of the buttons undone, sleeves pushed up to his elbows; drink resting in his longer slender fingers.
Your eyes widen as he tipped his glass at you, a devilish grin resting on his lips.
You quickly faced your best friend returning to raised eyebrows and a cheeky smirk.
"Don't even say anything." You growled, feeling almost foolish that a man of that pristine stature could be even interested in something like you.
Zariah held her hands up in defence "I wasn't gonna but he is fine." She took a slow gulp from her drink, eyes avoiding my glaze.
"You have a boyfriend." You watched her roll her eyes at you, placing her cup back down on the harden wood. "I can still appreciate a good looking guy or a girl for that matter." Her eyebrows wiggled aggressively causing you to sigh dramatically, resting your elbow on the bar; chin resting in the palm of your hand.
Just as you were about to take another sip of your drink, Zariah's eyes widen slightly before spinning around in her chair facing away from you; back in full view.
Before you could even ask what her problem was, you felt a presence appear behind you; them looming over you.
"What's a nice place like you doing in a girl like this?" You stifled a chuckle that tried to escape your throat as you turned to face the new comer, realising it was the guy you were previously checking out. Allegedly.
He leant against the bar, resting on his elbow, his full attention and glaze set on your form. That devilish grin still resting on his lips. Making you feel almost uneasy. Under pressure almost.
"Wow. How many girls have you used that one liner on?"
He tilted his head slightly, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose, his eyes peering from behind them. They were stunning. The brightest blue you had ever seen. It was reflecting an ocean. Unnaturally glistening, the specks of colour flowing like a river. Maybe it was just the lightning or maybe you are already tipsy from one drink.
"Was waiting to use it on the right girl." You hummed before taking a sip from your straw, fingers pressed tightly at the tip, your eyes never leaving his as you look at him with doe eyes.
"How charming of you." You smirked moving the empty glass away from you.
"I'm Satoru Gojo but you can call me Satoru. What about you gorgeous?" He pressed with a light flick of his head, his tongue wetting his lips.
"Just Y/n." You felt a slight heat starting to form within your face, this Satoru was clearly flirting with you and you had no idea how to take it. This felt a little be overwhelming for you. He was drop dead handsome and he was showing some sort of interest in you.
"Well 'Just Y/n' can I buy you another drink?" You don't say anything as you look down at your empty glass before giving a nod.
You both sit there for a couple moments more, just small talking as you take your time sipping away at your drink. A laugh here and a giggle there as Satoru throws a joke your way; slowly opening you up, allowing you to get comfortable in his presence. Completely forgetting you did not come here by yourself.
Gojo quickly downs the rest of his drink before his eyes fall on you once more "Do you wanna dance?"
Your breathing hitched slightly at the invitation, Satoru was already moving before you could even respond, pulling you by your hand through the crowds and on to the dance floor.
He placed your hand on his shoulder, placing his own large hands on your hips, guiding them to the rhythm of the music. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, chest pressing against chest.
A small sweet smile made its way to your lips as you stare up at the much taller man through your eyelashes.
You started to feel a bit exposed, your eyes moved around the room, briefly looking at all the different couples that surrounded the two of you. You caught a few glimpses of a cluster of girls that weren't that far from you, noises scrunched up at you, giggling as they spoke to each other, watching you with envy. It was frankly very uncomfortable.
Fed up with the looks, you pulled back from Satoru abruptly "I'm sorry, I can't-." You muttered more to yourself than him.
But just as turned around, back facing the towering man, he grabs you by your wrist, pulling you back kind of aggressively into his chest.
Your ass press up against him, his hands resting on your hips, digging in slightly to hold you there.
"Don't think about them. Think about me." He whispered in your ear, sending cold shivers down your spine causing goosebumps all over your skin. A quiet gasp leaves your lips at the suggesting tone.
"Think about the way I'm pressed up against you." Our hips moved in a slow dance, his hands guiding me to grind against him.
"Think about the way my hands feel." Your eyes fluttered closed as one of his hands traced your prominent curves over the fabric of your dress, pulling it up slightly when he gets to your thighs, exposing some hidden skin.
"The way my lips feeling on your skin." His teeth grazed your ear lobe, moving to your neck to leave soft burning pecks on your skin, a very small whimper comes from you from the actions.
Your head lobbed back against his shoulder, allowing more access for him. Your skin was burning from the kisses. the touches.
You continue to grind against him, feeling more turned on by the minute. Especially hearing the shutters from his throat when you rub him the right way, making you uncontrollably wet.
"My god. You're intoxicating." He breathed out as he held you against him, tighter. His hand moving up your body, painfully slowly before gripping gently on to your neck, using a ringed finger to push your chin in his direction.
You let out a soft noise as your lips were in proximity of each other, you could feel the essence of where his lips need to be; hovering.
"Think about how our lips feel..." he press a soft peck on your lips before capturing your bottom lip in between his teeth. You couldn't help the noise that flowed out of you. This was so.. hot. He was hot. He was making you hot.
You leaned up to press your lips to his, nearly almost fed up with the teasing. Both of you move in sync with each other, Satoru's hand still holding your neck with no pressure. Keeping you aligned with him as your mouths explore each others; His rings leaving a cold sensation as they graze your skin.
"Wanna get out of here?" He mumbled against your lips, kissing you after each word. You smiled slightly as much as you could.
"Yes please Satoru." A slight groan came from the milky skinned man, pulling you even harder against him. "I'm loving hearing you say my name baby." A little giggle escaped your lips as he nuzzled his nose with yours.
As you both rushed through the bodies on bodies, you leave Satoru alone for just a minute while he ordered an Uber, leaving you to remember why you were here and who you were with.
"Damn. I mean damn. You better be coming over to tell me, you're going home with him." Zariah exclaimed already holding out your belongings as you made your way over to her with a bright smile on your face.
Without saying too much, you quickly lay a fresh kiss on her cheek "I'll see you tomorrow." Your best friend let out a squeal of excitement, watching your retreating form.
"Fucking finally. He better fuck her good." Zariah mumbled to herself before downing the rest of her drink. Accomplished her mission and ready to go home.
You and Satoru walk out of the club, fingers intertwined. Immediately spotting our ride. He leads you towards the SUV, opening the door open for you. Like a gentleman.
You express your appreciation before hoping in and moving over to the other side, mumbling a quick greeting to the driver.
Gojo closes the door behind him once he jumps in, scooting closer to you, not even bothering to put a seatbelt on; which the driver doesn't enforce either.
Frankly he wasn't all too bothered with keeping a conversation but that didn't seem to stop the man who was inviting you back to his.
"Had a busy night so far?" Gojo asked the driver as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, his other hand resting on your thigh.
You couldn't focus on both of the men conversing when Satoru hands was rubbing patterns into your skin, starting to go high and closer to where was needed to be touched. Teasing you.
You tried to control your breath, ignoring the neediness you were currently experiencing. You pressed a hand on his chest, coming to rest your head. Your eyes still stuck on his dangerous hand.
Your jaw clenched as his hand did in fact go higher, biting your lip as you feel his index finger press against the fabric of your panties; causing you to seize up.
Your eyes look to Satoru, witnessing a cheeky smirk resting on his lips as he continues to chat with the Uber driver. Feigning innocence.
Your eyes started to roll to the back of your head when he continued to rub at your clothed cunt. Your panties becoming wetter and wetter the more he pushed. You started to bite your finger knuckle to hold in any noises that might try to escape you.
You couldn't believe he would even try to do this right in the middle of this car ride, thankfully you were out of view. At least you hoped..
You started to bite harder when his finger pushed aside your panties and swiped at your slick folds, subconsciously you opened your legs wider for him. Scooting down so you were hanging off the seat.
The biting got harder when he plunged a finger past your walls, pumping in and out slowly. Curling in the right spot. His other hand was ghosting over the skin on your shoulders, causing you to shiver while being fingered in the backseat of this strangers truck.
"Ahh shit. Sorry guys. Just gotta make a quick stop. Didn't realise I was low on gas."
"No worries man. You do you." Gojo spoke up still pumping his finger into you, slightly picking up the pace but still managing to conceal you.
The very moment the man jumped out of the car, letting you guys know he'll only be a few minutes, Satoru turned to you, pushing your legs apart further "Two minutes, That's all I need."
You let out the moans you had been holding in, gripping on to his forearm as his pace became aggressive. Nothing you have felt with any man. He was hitting the right spot over and over again with his long fingers. One you honestly didn't think you had. If he kept at this, you were definitely going to cum. Which shocked you to your core.
"Who knew you were so dirty. Letting me do this to you at the chance of getting caught." He moan slightly, adding another finger to the mix. Curling up wards, pulling a quiet cry from you.
"Holy shit-" you whimpered as you felt electricity spreading throughout your body, his fingers felt so nice inside you. Gliding in and out of your wet pussy, the squelching noises were more prominent now.
"You're already so wet.. probably making a mess on these leather seats. I turn you on that much huh? God you're fucking hot." A deep growl erupted from his throat as his fingers continued to plunge deeper. Faster.
"You gonna cum? You gonna cum on these fingers? I want you too. Cum for me baby." Not only was the pleasure on a whole another level, the shock was too. How was it possible that this guy could very much bring you to the edge in five minutes? This was nothing you had ever experienced before and you are only just getting started.
You couldn't even form words, that's how bad the effect was, they only came out in moans and whines. You were nearly over the edge, stars were appearing in your vision. You squeezed harder on his forearm, nails digging deeper as you started your ascent.
"Oh fuck- I'm gonna- shit." You babbled out, your legs started to quiver as you felt yourself approaching the high, Satoru had brought you too only using his fingers.
"That's it baby. Cum all over these fingers, all over the seats." His words quite literally brought you to the edge, you felt your walls clenched around his fingers, starting to flail against him. He let out a low groan feeling you tighten around his fingers, his cock was becoming uncomfortable hard through his pants; just at the sight of you alone. The thought of you cumming on his cock. Squeezing him so nicely. Gojo was excited.
Excited to fuck the shit out of you.
Your mouth formed an O as you felt the orgasm wash over, leaving you a panting mess. You were left with no words. Completely and utterly stunned. You've never came so fast or so hard in your life, not even by your fingers and certainly not by a man.
Satoru pressed a sweet kiss on your temple before pulling his fingers out, a small sob leaving your mouth at the bareness. He lifted his fingers to his mouth before eagerly sucking your juices off.
"Mmm. So sweet." You honestly thought you would cum again. This was so embarrassing to you. You were so hot and turned on. You honestly just wanted to fuck him right here and now, not even caring if the driver came back or not. You were becoming inpatient.
It seemed Satoru felt the same way, once he caught a glimpse of your dilated pupils, your face covered in need, he knew he was in for a long night. Satoru smirked dangerous before pressing his fingers up to your lips, not needing to wait too long when you didn't even hesitate to open, sucking contentedly on his fingers. Loving the feeling as your tongue twirled around them.
"Oh fuck-" Satoru shuttered with a slight roll of his eyes, you were something else.
Thank goodness for blacked out windows..
The driver came back, finally for what felt like hours to you, returning on the path to the destination in question.
You sat there completely dazed, thinking of what had just transpired. Trying to ignore your juices that were oozing out of you. While Satoru was whispering sweet nothings in your ear, his hand was lying in your lap and you were just playing with his fingers, his rings. The fingers that just made you have possibly the best orgasm of your life but you definitely knew that was going to change. Real quick.
But a thought couldn't help but sneak in and ruin your buzzed feeling.
How many girls has he made cum with these hands. Said the same shit too. You weren't special. You were just that, another girl to get his dick wet.
But you shouldn't care, this was only fun. This is only suppose to be a hook up. No matter if he made you feel like the only girl in the world for the night. He was good at was he does. He was good at making you feel good in more ways than physical.
The drive felt like hours, you felt like you were losing your mind as Satoru's hands were exploring your body. Trying to push aside the unsettling feeling when he brushed over your extra layers.
From the outside it seemed he didn't even care that you were a larger woman but what worried you was what he was thinking. Your head was full of intrusive thoughts.
Did he really find you attractive?
When he looked at you did he see something more?
Was he disgusted?
Was he regretting this and just being nice?
Far far out of your league.
Little did you know, Gojo Satoru found you absolutely beautiful. All six of his eyes spotted you as soon as you stepped foot in the establishment.
You were positively delicious.
He just had to have you.
And now he does. He couldn't be more happy.
"I can hear those cogs turning in that pretty head of yours." You looked towards Satoru, forcing a smile as he gently brushed his knuckle across your jaw. A small sweet smile resting on his lips; his face close to yours.
"You're really attractive." You simply said, taking in his features properly, getting a clearer picture. Away from all of bright and flashing lights.
His eyes were more sparkling than before, you found yourself looking away every now again, afraid you'd be put under a spell. Not that you'd would mind anyway..
His bone structure was out of this world, it's like he was sculpted by a god or maybe he was just a god.
He was uncomfortably ravishing.
"Mmm I get that a lot. I'm pretty hot. But you." Your eyes widen a little at his comment, not sure how to take it. His hand cupped your cheek, his eyes peering into yours.
"You are crazy fucking hot. That curvy body is going to be the death of me. I mean.. I'd die a happy man in between those thighs." You bite your bottom lip, completely speechless. This man was turning you to putty and no matter how much your body was trying to tell you he was lying. You knew deep down he meant every word.
You were shell shocked.
And unbelievably horny.
The wait was over, you had arrived at the destination. Your eyes glazed over the very large and lavish apartment complex. A completely different place to where you resided. A decently ran down 4 bedroom home that you were pretty positive was still full of mold, no matter how hard you cleaned.
Your mind immediately went into autopilot, as Satoru lead you out of the truck, muttering a quick 'thank you' to the Uber.
Satoru pulled you with him as you both stride towards the entrance, your fingers intertwined. He lead you into the lobby, towards one of the many elevators and as soon as those doors closed. As soon as he had pressed the button, you were pressed up against the glass wall. Your leg hanging loosely over his hip, hand placed securely behind your knee.
"Satoru.. they have cameras.." you whispered as he placed sloppy kisses along your neck.
"Mmm say my name again." He grumbled against your skin, having no care in the world for your protests. The only care was to hear you scream his name, no matter where you both are.
"Satoru stooop, we can't. Not here." You giggled a little as he ran his nose over your jugular. A smirk appeared on Satoru lips as he listened to your laugh.
He was compelled to hear it again and obviously since he was like the funniest person HE knew, it wouldn't be hard.
"But whyyy. You're too sweet. You taste like candy." He whined slightly pulling away to stare into your eyes, quite like staring into your soul. If it was anyone else, you probably would recoil, cringing.
Buuuut he was also kinda adorable. You thought.
You leaned forward pressing a sweet peck on his lips, Satoru dropping your leg, allowing you to correct your posture.
"I do not." You giggled yet again, pressing your hands against his chest, moving them up and down his torso.
"Do too. I can't wait to gobble you up." He pressed, your giggle pierced his ears again, causing his smile to brighten as he stared down at you, basically inhaling your beauty.
"You've got such a way with words." You sarcastically say as you give him a playful eye roll, trying to push him back slightly but to no avail, he stood strong.
"That's not the only thing, Baby." And god did you believe him.
You jump once you hear the ding of the elevator, realising you are so close to getting the life fucked out of you and that put a bounce in your step. You were nearly stepping on the backs of Satoru heels as the both of you wonder down the halls.
Your breathing started to pick up, feeling almost inpatient. You couldn't even blame it on the alcohol because realistically you only had two, you were definitely drunk on something else and you'd only experienced it briefly.
You watched as Satoru's long slender fingers, played with his keys; trying to find the right one.
And as soon as that door was opened, you couldn't even process how fast you were inside, immediately locking lips.
Satoru kicked the door shut with his foot, his hands never leaving you as he pushed his tongue past your lips. You let out a low moan as your tongues started to dance with each other.
The kiss was sloppy and ferocious. You didn't believe when people talked about sparks but in that moment, you started to believe. He left your lips tingling, nothing you've felt before. It sent waves of pleasure throughout your body. Your pussy aching, needing for this man.
You were nearly tripping over each other, bumping into things, lips never leaving each others as you both made your way through the apartment. Letting out a low whimper when your back hit the soft mattress, spreading your legs to allow Satoru to press himself against you.
"I'm fucking you. No more playing. I need to feel you around me." Satoru growled against your lips, before resuming sticking his tongue down your throat.
His hands left you, reaching down to work at his belt, he was quick and efficient, pushing his pants down his legs with one hand.
He broke from you, pushing up your dress past your hips and literally ripping off your panties, exposing your wet and dripping cunt. You'd worry about your panties later.
Satoru let out a low groan seeing you now bare beneath him, your pussy glistening for him. And only him.
You were his for tonight and he was going to rock you until you were cumming for him.
He didn't dare waste anymore time, aligning himself up at your entrance, his head bowed to watched himself push against your pussy, a moan leaving him when he felt how wet you really were, he could just slide in and you'd take him perfectly.
But he knew better, you'd need to adjust.
You were a moaning mess already, grabbing at him, bucking your hips against the ghosting tip of his cock, it was too dark to see have big he was but you soon found out as he pushed himself in.
"Fuck." He let out a staggering breath as he felt the beginning of your tight walls, you let out a sharp gasp as you take him, your fingers digging into his shoulders. The pain was real. He was huge.
You felt the pop as he finally pushed past your boundaries, a synced moan coming from both parties. Satoru moved his hips slowly, his fingers digging into his expensive sheets; restraining himself.
You were mewing lowly as he pumped into you, grateful he was allowing you to adjust to his size.
The more he felt himself able to go further without any resistance, the more he sped up.
"You feel amazing." He huffed out, rocking his hips in a steady pace. Your eyes fluttered as moans flowed effortlessly from your mouth. His cock was rubbing against your walls in just the right way. Tickling that itch you never knew you truly needed.
But you were becoming even more impatient, you wanted him to use you. You knew he was holding back and you wanted him to show you just how much.
Your hand moved up into his hair, gripping at the roots "I want you all. Don't hold back. Please Satoru."
At just the moan of his name, sent him. Before you knew it, both of his hands gripped your hips aggressively, slamming into yours.
You cried out loudly as he repeatedly did it again and again. Fucking his cock into you, hitting right into your cervix. You gripped desperately onto his forearms as he continued to plow into you; bouncing at every thrust.
You squeezed Satoru better than he imagined, you would. He stared down at your form with hunger, watching you arch your back, your beautiful mouth letting out cries of pleasures from his cock. You were taking him so well. He wanted you to scream for him.
"God. You look so good taking my cock. Taking me so well." He purred, placing a hand on the pudge of your stomach, pressing down firmly. He wished he had taken off your dress so he could see your beautiful tits bouncing from every time he fucked his cock into you.
"Satoru! Fuck. Holy shit-" You cried out, throwing your head back against the mattress, arching your back even more.
"Keep saying my name baby. Just like that." He leaned down, resting on his forearm just above your head, not before using his other hand to push one of your legs up, allowing him more access to your addicting cunt.
"AAHH fuck! Satoru!" You screamed out, feeling your body start to shake from the continuous pounding. His cock deeper inside from the new position.
"Fuck yeah. Holy fuck. You're so beautifult." He groaned, your little noises were music to his ears, his fingers digging deeper into your supple skin and you knew it would definitely leave marks.
Your lips crashed against his, teeth clashing together. Satoru swallowing each cry and moan that would try to escape.
"You gonna cum for me? You gonna cum on my cock?" He moaned in your ear, followed by hallowed panting as he pounded into you. You couldn't rely on forming any words, they were just coming out as sobs and cries. You were putty underneath him, no one has EVER fucked you this good before. You were on cloud nine.
And just as you thought it couldn't get any better, you started to feel the familiar build up. You were close. You felt like you were going to explode from the pleasure as it flowed through your body, you couldn't even warn Satoru before you released around his cock, screaming out in pure bliss as you felt yourself gush over him.
Satoru quickly pulled out and watched as you released a great quantity of liquid. Your legs shaking from the overbearing orgasm that shook your core.
He let out a breathless chuckle, realising you. HE had just made you squirt, all over him.
Your hands trembled as you brought them to your mouth, trying to control your breathing.
"Oh god. I'm sorry." You were shocked that you could even squirt and this man had not only brought you to a full penetration orgasm but he made you squirt.
"Hah Sorry? No. That was fucking hot. So hot. fuck." Satoru's breathing became heavier, his pupils dilated as he watched your trembling form, without anymore words, he slammed back into you, pulling a louder cry from you. Having seen you squirt on his cock, brought him closer to his own climax.
His thrusts were becoming sloppier and more desperate as he chased his own high. You were completely dazed, stars in your vision. Being fucked harder into the mattress. An uncontrollable moaning mess.
You tugged at his hair, yanking his head back slightly "Cum in me. I want it."
He couldn't believe his ears, as if you could get anymore sexier.
"You want it. You want my hot load inside your juicy pussy?" Your hands travelled down his back, leaving long and deep scratches, marking him red.
"Satoru- please. Cum. Please. I want it. I want you." He growled from the stinging sensation and from your voice. He was so close. So close.
"Anything for you, baby." He angled his hips and thrusted harder, until he felt it. He shoved his face into the crook of your neck as he felt his own orgasm approaching, his cum shot straight into you, causing a guttural cry from your throat as you feel it coat your walls. Satoru pumped into you until he was dry, slowing to a stop. A complete panting mess above you.
You were trying hard to catch your own breath as he lowered himself onto you, carefully trying not to crush you.
Your hand brushed through his pure white strands, as you both laid there together, in pure bliss. Panting excessively.
Satoru sat up slightly to place a sweet kiss on your lips, you of course accepted happily. He hummed softly before resting his face on your tits.
"I've never squirted before." You panted out, your eyes staring up at the ceiling. You felt embarrassed, more so for the fact you had made a mess but you also felt bewildered. You didn't think you could and you didn't think that any man could pull an orgasm out of you, let alone two, It started you thinking. How many could he make you have?
Every boyfriend you've had, NEVER made you feel like how this man did here. They were all so more selfish for their own desire than satisfying you. Even getting to the point where you would just roll over and let them have their way, sucking the enjoyment out of sex completely. Making it feel like a chore, so you wouldn't have to constantly hear their whines and moans about 'why you didn't want to fuck?'
Tsk.
"Never?" You shook your head lazily, feeling an overwhelming sense of drowsiness.
You felt him vibrate from the low chuckle he let out, his head lifting up to look you in the eyes "Well. I can't wait to make you do it again and again.." his voice was mumbled against your skin as he peppered you with wet kisses.
"And again." You felt Satoru cradle your ass cheeks, his fingers massaging intensely. Hoisting you up, angling himself up with your overstimulated cunt.
Out of this world. (Mark Grayson x AFAB!Reader) Pt.1
SELF INDULGENT
⚠️⚠️⚠️: NSFW content, Gore. Blood. Death. Swearing. Everything else you would see in the show.
This is an interesting one. Mostly self indulgent. This is very much an experiment. For me and you guys. I just had a dream about it and thought I might as well get it down and see how it does.
This is basically just an introduction chapter, they should be longer and not soo rushed. It should follow the story line enough but also not really. Not completely anyway. Strictly my own plot with a mix of invincible plot
This will be a series. Also a crossover.
Reader is Half-Saiyan. Daughter of Son Goku. Who is not present. I'm not going to give off much of the plot right now, because it is a work in progress!
Reader is a bit of a bitch in the beginning but will eventually come around. It just fits the scene for me. I will try my hardest to make the character fit themselves!
Mind the mistakes, I tend to miss them.
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It all started that day when Mark first laid his eyes on that very unfamiliar face. She was gorgeous. Stunning. He could not pry his eyes away.
Her long black hair framed her face well; though it was a bit crazy.
Deep dark onyx eyes that held almost no emotion. She was intriguing. Mark was very much intrigued.
Her posture was strong, straight. Head held high but still no emotion. Students avoided her path, splitting up and allowing her to pass.
His eyes followed her down the school hallway, completely ignoring everything his best friend was spitting at him.
"Dude? Where did you go?" William exclaimed, waving a hand furiously in Mark's face; finally grabbing his best friend's attention.
"Huh? What? I'm here. What were you saying?" Mark sputtered, shaking his head.
"You're ridiculous." William sighed deeply, running a hand over his features before starting his dilemma from the beginning. Mark tried to focus on William's words but his mind was elsewhere.
Who was that girl.
The rest of the day was just that. He didn't see that girl again. No matter how hard he looked, she was no where to be found. Completely disappeared.
Mark tried to look around in the cafeteria for this unknown girl but atlas she wasn't there.
He tried asking William but the boy had no idea what he was talking about.
"You do realise there are lots of girls here right?" Mark groaned lowly, feeling like he was going crazy. No one had seen what he saw. It was driving him nuts. There was no way he imagined her up.
His mind was going haywire, could this be another sup that quite literally slipped right under everyone's noses, except his own. Mark couldn't understand why his mind was filled with this one person, constantly filling his brain with all kinds of thoughts. Some good and some bad.
He needed to see her again. 'Obviously' to make sure he wasn't going crazy.
Mark had managed to find a way to preoccupy his mind, his powers had finally decided to arrive, seeing as he had tossed a garbage bag presumably half way across the world.
From learning how to control his powers and basic fighting skills from his father to helping save the world, that girl he saw had completely fluttered from his mind. Almost nearly forgotten.
That was until he saw her again and he wasn't the only one to her this time. She appeared on the school grounds and school bag in tow.
Mark quickly prodded his best friend to turn around and see what he was seeing "That's her! That's her! See I told you!" William's eyes widened slightly before rolling his eyes. Another girl for Mark to basically fawn over and do nothing about it.
"My god. You're ridiculous. I thought you were with Eve." Mark scoffed loudly, shoving his hand in his best friend's face. "I told you we're aren't together. We are just friends." William eyed the boy suspiciously. Then how can he explain that they always end up leaving around the same time. Both missing in action.
That girl caught Mark's eyes once again when she was approached by that asshole, Todd. Feeling a sudden surge run through his body, he was going to intervene. Before he could even make a move to go over there after witnessing Todd grab the girls arm, roughly.
She broke out of his grasp before her knee was thrusted aggressively into Todd's stomach, causing the towering boy to double over in pain.
A stunned Mark stared intensely at the scene that unfolded infront of him. This unfamiliar girl had brought this boy that was much bigger than her to his knees. It was impressive.
A thought went through Mark's mind, thinking she might not be just some normal girl but you never know.
People might surprise you.
Mark had to know who she was. He was determined.
"Damn. New girl's got some grit." William exclaimed quietly as the boys watched her, brush past Todd, leaving him grovelling in pain.
She sure did. She was fearless. Radiating with pride and confidence. No normal new girl. That's why she was intriguing.
For the next few days, Mark would always spot her. She seemed to like being alone. Multiple students would try and strike up a conversation with her but would be brushed off. She had no interest in making friends, it seemed. Bummer for Mark.
Mark would watch as she would purposely find a spot where she wouldn't be disturbed. As soon as someone tried to sit down with her, she would gather her things and walk out without a word. It would seem Mark would have trouble down the line, finding away to converse with the girl.
Mark would later find out her name was Y/N from his trusty and nosy best friend. He thought it was a beautiful name. It suited her well.
"I think you're way too basic for a girl like her." William teased as he shovelled some of his lunch into his mouth, his eyes stuck to his phone. Mark glared slightly at the brunette "Gee thanks for the confidence boost."
"Hey I'm just being honest." Mark waved off his best friend before poking at his food on his own tray. What would he know? I can be interesting. I'm Invincible. A small smirk appearing on Mark's lips; hidden from view. Just a thought.
As Mark was preparing for his next class, grabbing the remainder of his book from his locker. The door closed aggressively on him, thankfully he had pulled everything he needed out. His face flushed red when he realised just who had done that.
"Can you stop watching me." Her voice was like honey for his ears. He was almost awestruck but quickly broke from this trance not wanting to make to the situation more worse.
"Huh? Uh- Was I? I didn't think I was." His hand scratched the back of his head, nervously. For a superhero, he still felt like a dork.
Y/N crossed her arms across her chest, her eyebrows furrowed deeply. Even though she looked angry, she was cute in his eyes. Almost like a dangerous cute.
"You were. Stop it. It's creepy." Without another word, she strutted away from Invincible. Leaving the boy a wreak. Mark felt so stupid and scared that he had ruined the chance to actually get to know her.
Mark gripped his hair tightly, feeling overwhelmed with stupidity. A deep sigh releasing from his throat. Great. Now he's a creep. His mind was running with the thought.
The next time he conversed with her was an interesting one. More than interesting. Insane. It all made sense. Why you were so... strong.
He witnessed it the second time the flaxan invasion happened. Just as they were about to smash those guys into the ground, she showed up; pushing through teen team.
"Woah woah! Didn't you hear us girl. Get your ass out of here!" Rex exclaimed loudly, Y/n just ignored the arrogant teen; her eyebrows furrowed, annoyed. More at the disturbance in-front of the group. How dare they interrupt her peaceful walk.
Invincible hand reached out towards her, wanting to stop her. What could she possibly be doing. She was going to get hurt. Mark was hero, it was his job to look after the people and allowing Y/n to think she could take this own was assisted suicide.
Yeah sure she flipped the school asshole on his back but it doesn't look like she's a superhero. If she was, she wouldn't be showing her face, right?
"Hello? Are you mute? Get the fuck outta here!" Rex went to grab her shoulder but missed, leaving the redhead stunned. How did he miss a simple touch? Like she completely dodge it without moving.
"You know. Your voice is very irritating. I'm only gonna need 30 seconds. Hold your breath." Before anyone could recollect themselves. Y/n slammed her foot into the ground, a crater formed right under her; startling everyone that was surrounding the mysterious girl.
Not too long after, she let out a loud cry, a golden aura enveloping her. Hair snapping from the band that held it back; sticking up in the air. Turning yellow. Her original onyx eyes turned to a piercing emerald colour. Mark thought she was stunning before, now she was majestic. A goddess.
She pushed herself off the ground, soaring through the air; fist pointed right at the aliens. It all happened so quickly. She bulldozed through the whole army. The team couldn't pinpoint where exactly she was, except from bodies that were flying through the air.
"Ka"
Her hands curled up by her hip, a low light emitting from them. She continued to bounce from alien to alien, delivering lethal kicks.
"Me"
The light began to grow brighter, Mark's eyes squinted from behind his googles as it started to sting.
"Ha Me"
One of the aliens tried to grab her, but she jumped into the air, landing a hard blow to his temple, sending him flying into nearby debris, causing a few to start retreating back through their portals.
Everyone gasped loudly as she appeared right in front of them, the light bright and big; a light blue shining over everything, the ground shaking all around. Bits of rock starting to levitate.
"HAAA!"
A very large blue energy beam shot from her hands, her voice vibrating through the air as she thrusted forward. The beam engulfed the whole army, vaporising the intergalactic beings.
Teen team and Invincible shielded themselves from the intense winds that were pooling from Y/n. Struggling to stand in one place; their feet started to slide backwards.
This power.
None of them have experienced something like this before.
Y/n let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding, powering down to her original form; her hair falling to her shoulders back to the dark ebony.
"What the fuuuck." Rex exclaimed quietly for his team mates to hear.
What the fuck was correct. What just happened.
The mystery girl turned to face the teens, brushing loose debris and dirt from her clothes. Mark released his breath that he didn't really know he was holding in. She said she only needed 30 seconds.
That was 24.
"Don't think this will happen again." She spoke clearly before pushing off the ground and shot straight up into the air.
As the guardians stood around, staring deeply at the spot, she was previously standing in. They didn't realise a certain man had appeared behind them. Cecil. The scar-faced man that majority of the guardians worked for.
"Who was that." He growled lowly, having witnessed the entirety of the fight from his monitor.
⚠️⚠️⚠️: Just a hint of blood play, Saiyan mating bites. Swearing. Feral Goku. Intense smuttyness.
Summary: You are experiencing some sort of intense feeling, though you try to hide it. Goku notices it.
This is written in the first person view, but majority will not be. It's a very old one, which you can probably tell, the more you read. My writing is a little bit shitty but I'm trying. So what I'm saying is there will be some mistakes, don't mind them :)
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I cross my legs as I feel a sudden rush through my body, a tingling sensation. More towards my lower region. It's felt uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable.
I scrunch my face up as I feel another wave hit me.
"You okay?" I quickly look up at see my best friend BF/N, standing in the kitchen doorway.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just don't feel too good." She grabs the milk out of the fridge, eyeing me.
"You think it's a good idea to train today?" She asks as she grabs a bowl as well.
"I'll be fine. Think it's just cramps." She just nodded in realisation.
This was nothing like cramps.
But how was I suppose to sit there and explain this feeling.
"So how you're training with Goku anyway."
At the mention of his name, I feel a wave hit me again.
"Slow. I have no idea what I'm doing. He thinks I'm doing good tho." I explain as I try to position myself.
"I'm sure. Probably staring at your ass the whole time."
Another wave.
"Hate to break it to you love. He's nothing like that. Sadly." I state, eating a heaping of my yogurt.
"I don't know girl. I've seen those stares, even he can't resist." I roll my eyes, pushing myself up from the table.
"He might be naive but he isn't dumb. If a guys likes what he sees.."
Another wave.
"Stop it." I exclaim, placing my bowl into the sink.
"Are you sure you're okay?" BF/N asks, worry washing over her face.
"I'll be fine. I promise." I reassure her, giving her a kiss on the forehead "I gotta go. Can't keep the naive man waiting."
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I look down at my phone as I stand in the middle of the field, waiting.
Shit. I'm early.
I sigh, closing my eyes, trying to ignore the trembling feeling in my legs.
As another wave hits me, I moan lightly.
My eyes widen, I quickly cover my mouth. Embarrassed.
I shake my head, before taking a seat on the grass below me. Trying to take control of my body.
What the fuck is going on with me? I've never once had this experience. It's like.. it's like I'm edging to an orgasm...
I feel myself get wetter and wetter by the second.
What the fuck.
"Good morning Y/N!" The tingling sensation amplifies as soon as I heard his voice.
I look up at him, as he towers over me. I stare up at him, feeling myself start to heat up.
"You okay?" He asks softly. He kneels down, not taking his eyes off me. I notice his pupils dilate, the closer he gets to me.
"I'm- fin-e" I stutter out.
His eyes bore into mine, the innocent eyes replaced with unfamiliar ones.
Without any warning, Goku learns forwards on his toes, inhaling deeply.
"You smell.. incredible." My lower region tingles, sending shivers throughout my whole body. His voice was deep. Nothing I was use too. The innocent Goku was gone and replace by something more feral.
I lean back on my palms as he falls on his knees, I unconsciously open my legs. Almost like I was inviting him in.
He moves in between, I let out a breathless moan. It's feels as if he was stalking me, he was the predator, I was his prey.
I lean back on my elbows, staring up at him as he leans over me, pressing himself against me. I let out another breathless moan as I feel his hard press against my lower region.
"Goku? What's happening right now." I whisper as our faces are mere inches away from each other.
I feel him slowly start thrusting his hips against my pelvis bone.
"I don't know what's happening but all I know right now is I need you. I need to be inside you. Feel you around me as I fuck my seed into you." I gasp lightly as he continues to thrust against me.
"I want to fuck you until you fall apart in my hands" he growls softly, as he rest his forehead against mine. Our lips nearly touching.
I moan in bliss as I move my hips to match his, spreading my legs wider.
As moans flow from both parties, I take the opportunity to licks his lips, making him release another growl before capturing my lips with his.
I moan into his aggressive kiss, our tongues moving in sync which each others, teeth clanking.
He presses his hand on my neck, gripping roughly. His thrust become harder. Almost slamming into me, making me jump as I feel the fabric rubbing my already overstimulated clit over and over again.
As our kiss gets more sloppier and aggressive, I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down with me as I rest my back on the ground. Trying to pull him closer to me. Needing him to be close to me.
I feel one of his hands paw at my over sensitive breast, squeezing it. I moan into his mouth, biting down on his lip, hard enough to draw blood. He growls at the action, pulling away to look to at me. I lean up lick the blood from his lip.
Without any warn he rips apart my top, one clean rip. Along with my bra. Freeing my breasts. He quickly captures my left breast in his mouth. I moan sharply; shoving my hands through his hair, gripping tightly.
His teeth scrap my sensitive bud, making me shiver, he slowly moves up my chest, leaving sweet kiss on my bare skin.
His lips glide over my collarbone, towards my neck. I run my hands up his back, pulling tightly at his shirt as he starts to nibble on my neck.
I gasp sharply as I feel his teeth break through the skin, he lifts his head to look me in my eyes.
I stare back at him, staring at the blood that was on his lips. As like a big tidal wave of pleasure flows through me, seeing him there with my blood coating his luscious lips, the fact that he had left a mark.
I quickly captured his lips with mine. He swallows all of my moans and whimpers as I cannot not stop extreme pleasure coursing through me.
I quickly push him back, making him sit up on his knees, him still planted nicely between my legs. I lean forward and rip apart the top of his Gi. Showing his gorgeous muscles. Abs. He lets out the most attractive, feral growl I have ever heard and rips apart my pants, along with my panties.
I quickly sit up and sit on his knees, grinding my hips. Smashing my lips against his once again.
My hands pathetically pull at the bottom of his Gi; Wanting it gone. Wanting to feel our skin touch.
I let out a soft whimper, when he starts to descend down my body, painfully slowly. Leaving sloppy kisses in his wake. Sending uncomfortable waves of pleasure through my whole body. My clit quite literally throbbing; painfully.
"Goku please~" A harsh whisper escaped my lips, having trouble forming any kind of words.
Our eyes met as Goku stared at my desperate form, his eyes more dilated than before. Without any hesitation, he was now bare in front of me. His cock hung, large and veiny. I could see it throbbing as pre cum was slowly dripping from the tip.
If I was in my normal state of mind, I'd be terrified at the size but not right now. I was determined to take him. No matter the cost. He was by far the most gorgeous thing, I had ever laid my eyes on.
Before I could process any further, Goku had roughly pushed my legs apart; lining up at my entrance. My hands dancing over his defined muscles, lightly scratching.
Without any warning or any time to think, Goku pushed into me, Hard. His hips slammed straight into my pelvis, causing a loud cried to erupt from my lips; my eyes widen at the searing pain and pleasure that rushed through my core. Goku let out a feral loud roar as I squeezed around him.
He gave me no time to accommodate his size before he started to plow into me, his hands gripping my waist tightly; knuckles starting to go white. Most likely leaving a bruise.
The pain quickly diminished, leaving me completely in utter bliss, my eyes rolled back as he continued to fuck me hard. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't put into words how good this felt. I've never felt anything like this.
I didn't care who heard at the time, I let the cries and moans leave my mouth loudly as he continued to hit the same spot over and over again.
Goku threw his head back, groans escaping his lips as he picked up his pace, which I never thought would be possible. My hands gripped his forearms tightly; my nails embedded into his skins as my eyes started to fill with tears, becoming overwhelmed with this welcomed pleasure.
My hands traveled up his arms, reaching to his neck. I pull myself up, wrapping around him. Needing to be closer. Needing to feel his skin on my mine.
Goku quickly captured his lips with mine, teeth clashing against each others. He positioned us, so that I was now sitting on his lap, pathetically moving my hips. The pace slowed for a bit as Goku let me take control. Only for a few seconds.
"Get on all fours." I swear I could've came from just how huskily and sexy his voice sounded. This wasn't the Goku that everyone knew. This was something more primal and I loved it.
I made no hesitation to listen. I simply did as I was told. As soon as I turned around to get on my knees, Goku pushes me down, my face pressed against the ground. It was only seconds he wasn't inside me. For the time I was bare I was whimpering, pressing against him. Wanting him in me now. Missing the feeling his cock gave me.
He didn't let me struggle any longer, before his harshly pushed himself in me. I screamed out as he fucked me harder than he has been, my ass bouncing back against his hips. His hand pressed against the back of my neck, holding me in place.
"This is mine." He growled lowly, causing me to shiver.
"You're mine. All mine." I couldn't form any words, they just came out in cries. I started to whimper when I felt his pace slowly, torturing slow.
"I want to hear you say it." My breathing started to catch up to me, I didn't realise what I had done.
I let out a cry as Goku pulled me up, his hand placed tightly around my neck, holding me up against him. Slowly rocking his hips against my ass, his cock pumping in and out of me slowly.
"Say it." He murmured into my ear, I tried to focus on him but all I could focus on was his cock filling me full.
"Please. I need you~" I moan quietly, as my hand travels up his forearm, resting on his hand.
"Say I'm yours." He halts his movements, causing me to whimper once again.
"I'm yours. No one else's. I'm all yours Goku. All yours." He lets out a low chuckle as he listens to my breathless words.
"That's a good girl."
As soon as those words left his mouth, he started to fuck me, harder than he has. I could feel myself coming to, his cock was slamming to right spot and I could feel myself ready to burst. All of my decency went out the window and I didn't care. I didn't care what I looked like, I didn't care how I sounded. All I cared about was this man and he was quite literally fucking the life out of me.
"I want you to cum. I want to feel you lose control all over my cock." I followed his voice, because that's exactly what I was going to do.
"You feel so good honey. You feel so amazing around my cock. It's all yours." As he continued to moan words into my ear that was my tipping point, I could feel myself cumming and I was welcoming it. I was so ready.
"Goku- I'm gonna-!" He picked up the pace once again, going at super speed.
"That's right honey. Cum." I did as I was commanded, my body started to lose control; starting to shaking as I came all over his cock. He held me close and tightly as my body thrashed around in his arms. My cries and moans echoed through the trees.
Goku continued to plow into me, bringing me my release but he wasn't done.
"I'm not done with you yet. I told you I'm going to fuck my seed into you. You are going to be full of my cum." I laid against him as he continued to use me as his fuck toy. The moans and cries never seizing.
Before too long, his thrusts became harder and stronger, letting me know he was close but to my surprise, so was I. I've never came with a man before let alone twice, this was truly something else.
Goku turned my head so that our lips could connected, his mouth engulfed mine, capturing all of my moans that continued to fall out. I could feel him become desperate as he chased his own high, before I could expect. Goku let out another feral growl before I felt his load release into me, causing my eyes to roll to the back and that was exactly what I needed for my own release. He continued to pump in me as he rode us through our highs, they were basically in sync. It was pure bliss. Heavenly.
We tumbled to the ground, me landing softly onto his chest. Both parties are struggling to catch their breath.
In all that 'commotion', I didn't even notice Goku had transformed; into his Super Saiyan glow.
"Goku?"
"Hmm?"
I point up towards his hair "You're Yellow." Goku pulled at a strand of his locks, his wide goofy smile return to his face "Huh. I didn't even notice." His head rolled back to rest against the ground, his hand tracing little patterns into my shoulder as I copy the same action on his chest.
He powers down, leaving him laying there with his usual spiky black hair. A small soft smile makes its way on my lips as I rest my chin on the top of my intertwined hands; staring up at the gorgeous man.
"Wanna go again?" He suddenly asks, lifting his head back up to look down at me. A shock expression makes it way on to my face. Though it seemed such an innocent suggestion, behind those eyes was something more sinister that I experienced only moments ago.
"Now? Jesus Goku. You fucked me raw." He smiles cheekily, pulling me up so that our faces are barely touching; noses brushing.
"But you're so addicting. I don't think I could get enough of you. You are so much better than training and You're mine. All mine." I felt my cheeks heat up as he squeezed me in the tight embrace.
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