pairings. frat!satorugojo x fem!reader
synopsis. in which you, a student studying a nurse's degree, join a sorority house, with the intention of seeking an academic study group, until you get dragged to a fraternity party, deciding to teach a man to behave.
tags. fem reader, college au, fraternity houses, sorority houses, utahime flirting with reader, partying, long lead up until smut, violence, slapping (m receiving), reader puts satoru in his place, obedient satoru, ingestion of alcohol, use of drugs, mdma (ecstasy), Intravenous injection, fingering, orgasm denial top!satoru, bottom!reader, intercourse (p in v), no protection, creampie
college wasn't as daunting as everyone made it out to be, well, you just paid attention during lectures and focused on your studies. if anything, it was a sigh of relief from high school if you were going to be frank.
you strove hard, always diving your head in books even in overtime. it was your dream to become a nurse, to help others specifically.
one cold winter morning, you held a book close to your chest with the intention of returning it to the library, until your eyes met the pinboard.
you halted in your steps, pinching the piece of paper off the cork.
'SORORITY HOUSE: ΣΛ SIGMA LUX'
you narrow your eyes, scanning the paper, you remember your friend shoko saying something about her being in a sorority house and how it was 'good fun'.
you pulled out your phone and opened up a search engine typing in,
'what is a sorority house?'
you clicked on a reddit link, because for some reason reddit was the only form of social media you could trust (sometimes).
you read aloud in your head, 'they are essentially societies of college students. the original reason why they were established were for academics and socialisation.'
your eyes brightened at your favourite word of all time, academics.
you distanced yourself a lot when you joined college, you made no effort to socialise nor make friends...
so why not... study and make friends?
it was final, you were going to get into a sorority house no matter what.
two days later, you stand nervously at the sorority house after following the address that was written on the poster.
surely it couldn't be that bad?
as soon as you stepped in, you couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at the sight that lay before you, neat fluffed-up cushions on a stainless sofa, a grand staircase with intricate railing.
did you sign up for a so called 'sorority house' or a damn mansion?
you beam at your surroundings with an awe-struck expression until a person lays a well manicured hand on your shoulder.
"ah!" you let out a high-pitched yelp as you whipped your head around, only to face a gorgeous woman, her raven tresses tumbled about her face, her remaining hair tied precisely with ribbon.
her beautiful brown eyes bored into you.
"ah!" her face brightens,
"you must be auditioning?" she questions, looking down at your lips before meeting your eyes once again.
"auditioning?" you utter.
she gives you a short nod, "the poster, no?" before cupping your chin with her slim hands.
"in order to get in, we have to make sure you're fit for it, hm?" she calmly coos at you.
you shied away from her touch, why was she like, flirting with you?
are you reading her tone wrong?
"i’m the president of this house, utahime." her smile was slow.
"lovely name." she winked as she took your hand, dragging you along.
utahime set you down on an ottoman, in what seemed like her bedroom.
"so!" she clasped her hands together in delight, sitting down on the edge of her bed,
"you pass majority of things with your exceptional beauty." she leaned in, touching your nose.
did this girl want to get in your pants or what?
"why do you have to be 'beautiful' in order to join a sorority house?" you trailed on,
"isn't a sorority house just for socialising and studying?"
utahime stifled a laugh, until failing miserably and errupting like a damn volcano.
you blinked, your lips pulling up awkwardly as you watched her.
"oh my," her pupil dilates,
you furrow your eyebrows in confusion,
you desperately find anything else to look at, you couldn't tell if you were hopeless at picking up social cues or if the president was on something.
you tilted your head in hopes of an explanation.
"here, at 'sigma lux', we party the damn night and day away."
"along with some studying, of course."
no, no, i need more than some.
"can i just do the studying part, please?" you pleaded as you gazed up at her.
she smirked, "i could burn this image of you begging into my thoughts and haunt myself with it."
you cocked an eyebrow, "you gonna answer me?"
she cleared her throat before her eyes suddenly darkened like she had a sick twisted idea.
"you can study all you like."
you dumbfoundedly blinked at her.
of course there was a twist.
"do me a favour," she leaned in.
you choked, "absolutely not." your eyes narrowed.
"then, you're application is denied." she crosses her arms stubbornly.
"wait- hang on!" you desperately placed your hand in hers,
"i'll go to one party, please?" you whispered.
her stoic expression faded as she engulfed you in an embrace, a tad bit too tight for your liking.
she released you, "collect your luggage, you're moving into the sigma lux!"
you gasped for air as soon as you parted from her strangling embrace.
it had been two days since you had moved in.
you met some new faces, and actually socialised for once.
whilst also staying on top of your studies of course.
in order to become a registered nurse, you needed a two-year degree and eventually needed to pass a national licensing exam.
of course you had to study, you've already come too far, too far to go back.
good news was, you hadn't an invitation to a party. (yet)
you could live like this forever, surrounded by luxury (hence the lux in 'sigma lux'), surrounded by new friends.
this was just the beginning, and you couldn't wait to advance.
you turn to the door when a fist comes in contact with it three times, "come in." you amplify your voice, turning back to your reflection in your vanity.
"why hello." you recognise that voice,
"hi hime!" the edges of your lips can't help but strive to meet your cheeks when you catch glimpse of utahime.
she stood behind you, draping her arms loosely over your shoulders, looking at you through your lit-up mirror.
she was overly touchy for some president, that's for sure.
though, you can't say you've seen her physically touch any of the other girls.
"[name], it's your lucky day!" she squealed, causing you to cheese and your eyebrows to bunch as you offered an awkward smile.
"we're going to a frat party."
you deadpanned at the forbidden word, party.
you were going so well, living freely for two days until utahime came to breach your peace.
"frat... like fraternity?" you mused, watching her nod in reply.
"when?" you curiously tilted your head to peer at your shoulder, where utahimes chin laid upon.
"in an hour." your gaze betrayed your surprise when she answered.
you held your head in your bejeweled hands.
"such late notice- and i don't even have anything to wear!" you anxiously picked at the skin on your lip.
"i'll give you one of my outfits, don't stress, it's alright." she comfortingly rubbed your back as she stood up.
"i'll be back, start doing your makeup whilst i find something nice to go on you." she winked, shutting the door behind her.
what have you gotten yourself into.
after half an hour of gliding brushes along your face, you turned to the raven-head that peeked through the door.
she tossed what looked like undergarments on your bed as she closed the door once again.
you hesitated yet lifted the fabric, pulling it between your hands.
you examined the outfit, your face contorting with pure horror.
first of all, miniscule black shorts that definitely won't serve their purpose as shorts, because judging by how small they were?
your ass cheeks will literally fucking clap in the wind.
just as you thought this couldn't get any worse, you lifted the top to see a black tube top that...
actually wasn't that bad?
well, it was a tube top, but at least it wasn't lingerie?
you hummed to yourself, your knee high black heeled boots would go well with the sexy black outfit theme going on.
your heart hammered in your chest as you and utahime walked into the fraternity house's open gate leading to the backyard.
upbeat music boomed the speakers, it's for sure that the police will get dialed of a noise complaint.
your body trembled with adrenaline as you caught sight of the packed backyard, it genuinely looked like there were tens and thousands of people, in fact, they looked like colourful hundreds-and-thousands sprinkles.
you turned your head back to utahime-
your eyebrows slanted in fear.
still, nevertheless, you continued onward, observing your surroundings in hopes of finding utahime.
your stomach churned uneasily, a wave of nausea and a sense of dread hit you like a high-speed train.
you gazed at groups of people fastening belts over their forearms, injecting their popped-up veins with needles that contained god knows what.
you had to get out of here immediately.
you turned, quick on your feet as you sprinted-
you backed away, clutching your aching nose, until you realise.
"uh, that is not a fucking wall." your eyes widened as you peered up at the figure in front of you.
a lean build, thin black wife-beater, crossed arms that flexed muscles with intention, biceps bulging, clenched sharp jaw, dimpled cheeks, cheekbones you could probably grate cheese on, piercing blue eyes, fluffy chalk-white strands... okay, the list is ongoing, but you get the point.
the guy cleared his throat, "good observation, i'm not a wall." he projected his voice over the deafening music as he leaned his head down. you flinched at the sound of his... oddly attractive voice.
"oh, did i say that aloud?" you nervously bit your lip, "i'm sorry for running into you.." bowing your head slightly.
he laughed wholeheartedly, "it's no worries, beautiful." he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, "besides, you can make it up by having a drink with me, hm?" he deepened his voice.
your eyes widened, immediately putting up your hands in defense. "oh, no no, I don't drink, sorry." you shook your hands as he cocked an eyebrow.
"aww c'mooon, one will bring no harm." he pleaded, nudging you playfully.
"i don't drink." you stated once again, firmly, due to having to repeat yourself.
you hated repeating yourself more than anything.
he extended his arm, placing out his hand.
"i'm satoru gojo, just call me satoru... or toru, or babe or...daddy..."
you pulled your top lip up in disgust as you stared at him with squinted eyes.
you refused to take his hand, choosing to cross your arms instead,
"[name]." you reply curtly.
"you're revolting." you spat out, venom in your teeth, despite the obivous fact he looked like he was out of this world, above a model.
he ran his hands through his feather-like hair, "you've got quite a tongue, quite the attitude." he put his cap back on the crown of his head, backwards.
he leaned down to your face,
your palm, filled with as much force as you could gather, slapped him right across his face, "fucking learn some respect you degenerate!" you scolded him, your heart raced with absolute fury, you probably looked like a mad man with wide eyes and knitted eyebrows.
the fucking nerve of this bitch.
but is that an excuse to be such a sleaze?
the only thing he was arousing was contempt and rage.
if only he could've put his stupid mouth to good use, talked like a proper man, you might've felt some warmth between your thighs.
maybe it was irrational to slap him, a guy who's nearly twice your height, but, he was so rude!
his piercing blue eyes widened as his head still remained frozen in shock, still facing the side you slapped him to.
he slowly reached his curled up slender fingers to touch the redness adorned on the hollow of his cheek.
yes, it was pretty red, but disgustingly enough,
the crimson that played upon his once pale cheekbones were even more vibrant.
it didn't go unnoticed by you, was he some sort of masochist or what?
little did you know, it took everything in his power to suppress a moan when your palm collided with his face.
he turned back to you, eyes still wide until he covered it up with a smug grin.
"don't fucking look at me like that." you snapped, "or i'll knock your teeth out till you're left drooling blood!"
you sighed, "did no one teach you manners?" shaking your head disappointedly.
"teach me.. please.." he pleaded, his eyebrows joint as they slumped over his eyes, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
your lips turned upward at the sound of his whiny voice,
who knew begging would get you this weak in the knees.
maybe there could be some character development.
"get us a drink." you ordered, watching as he obeyed, disappearing into the crowd.
what a dog. you internally giggled.
in less than a minute later, he returned with two vodka shots in his hands, he extended one to you in which you took from his grasp.
his chest caved slightly as he caught your eyes raking over him, his face and neck flushed.
you tilted your neck back as you downed the shot.
what has gotten into you.
you gulped the shot as you locked eyes with him.
"satoru." you got on your tippy toes to whisper in his ear.
in one motion, your hands rested on the scoop of his wife-beater, you clawed at it— ripping it off entirely.
he stared down at you with wide eyes, feeling the crotch of his pants uncomfortably tent at your actions.
you grabbed his shot from his hands and poured it down his broad chest, immediately sliding your tongue down on his pale skin to catch the alcohol.
"[n-name!]" he gasped, feeling quite ticklish as your tongue soaked the crevices of his tight abdominal muscles.
you parted from his skin, looking down at his body, glistening with both the vodka and saliva.
your eyes widened when you heard cheering around you, you broke eye contact from satoru to glance at a whole crowd around you.
you felt an anxious bead of sweat trickle down your temple at the amount of phones out.
you mentally prayed this wouldn't be found on your digital footprint.
but the thought of being watched, might've just thrilled you even more.
satoru reached into his pants pocket and grabbed a pill container, pouring one out into his palm.
ecstasy. you silently noted.
he stuck out this tongue, balancing the drug on his tongue.
fuck, he's just too tempting.
you part your lips wide enough for his tongue to slot through as you slam your lips onto his, hands tangling through his locks.
both of your tongues tussled, like it was the mma, the pill disolving into each others mouths.
as soon as it fully dissolved, you parted from his lips, panting.
the crowd went wild, the music blared, but all of that loud noise was blocked out for the both of you. satoru and your attention was laid solely on each other.
chests heaving, catching breaths.
you strutted into the fraternity house, satoru walking behind you attempting to keep at your pace, hands softly interlocked with yours. you rapidly stormed up the stairs in your knee high boots, with only one intention written all over your mind.
'i need to fuck this man, i need to jump his bones.'
you clearly weren't in your right mind.
"where's your room." you briefly mutter.
as soon as he pointed you practically ran through that door, immediately shutting it behind satoru.
you slammed satoru against the closed door, arms around his neck, hands draped over the back of his head (so he didn't get concussed), and on your tippy toes as you melted your mouth onto his.
he chuckled lightly and picked you up, your legs wrapping around his hips as he held you steady, lips collided in heat, urgent and unrelenting. he walked you over to his bed, settling you down as he hovered on top of you, hot breath against your neck.
he claimed your skin with soft, deliberate pressure, leaving a lingering bruise. he pulled your shorts aside and rubbed your wetness with his two fingers.
"so wet." he cooed, thrumming strands of your hair with his unoccupied hand. he looked down at your flustered face and hummed in delight, both of your lips lock into one, tongues reconnoitre contrasting mouths.
he circles your enterance, before sliding his digits inside causing you to let out a muffled gasp.
he roiled the juices that lay within your petals, whilst he slides down your tube top, his intoxicating cologne filling your nostrils.
he gently takes one of your breasts with his free hand, fondling it between his fingers, tongue circling your other breast's aerola, causing your nipples to harden.
he wouldn't want the other one to miss out on the fun. ):
whilst doing so, he proceeds to curl his fingers within your walls and reach his slender thumb to press on your sensitive clit.
you felt your eyes glaze over, feeling them roll back to your skull as his fingers pumped in and out of you.
"sa..satoru!" you gasped out, feeling your climax near.
your facial expression drops when you feel his fingers leave your aching needy hole. he sucks on his two fingers, moaning in delight at the taste of you.
you groan, clenching around nothing but thin air until you look down to see him unbuckling his belt. he slid down both his boxers and pants, his engorged throbbing length springing out, tilting to the left.
"I don't have a condom.." he shamefully looked away.
you almost choke at the size of it as he pumps himself, precum spilling down the side of his shaft. with every single stroke, his twitches become more frequent and intense, he cups his shaft and presses against your enterance.
you don't care, you need that cock in you as soon as possible.
"just pull out, i'm on the pill anyway."
he pushes forward with slight force, feeling your gummy warm walls strangle his cock, he can't help but let out a breathy moan.
you smirk at this, "come on, keep moving 'toru." you look up at him seductively with half lidded eyes.
you feel him twitch inside you as he begins to grind in and out.
your heels rest upon his broad shoulders as he holds your thighs apart with his sweaty hands, growing confident, he starts slamming in and out of you, causing you to let out a hoarse cry, red blooming across his cheeks at your sounds.
his breath grew more ragged with every single thrust, growing harder and rougher as he pounds into you relentlessly, hitting your cervix in just the right spot.
you dig your nails sharply into him, leaving crimson crescent moons along his back as he grunts.
he fused into you, body and soul, his heart beating against yours, skin errupting in goosebumps.
"faster!" you took a sharp breath between your teeth as he submited to your voice, he was so compliant you could cum just from him obeying every single order.
"you're- agh, so beautiful." he whimpered out, the world spinning around the both of you in a state of euphoria.
you moaned erotically as he rutted into you, and before you knew it, you were over the edge, arching your back with feline grace reaching your climax. your walls convulsed and spasmed around his cock that was buried inside of you.
"I'm gonna-" he let out a groan as his body folded, viscous hot semen spurting out into your womb as his member tremored violently, his body shuddering on top of you.
he panted heavily, trying to catch his breath as he reluctantly pulled his shaft out of your warm folds.
"fuck... i forgot to pull out." his voice shakes, looking down at you with horror.
your heart stopped but you giggled, "it'll be fine, i'm sure of it." you were too out of your conciousness to care.
you pulled your lips tightly together at the discomfort of a sticky sensation leaking in-between your thighs, your releases combined.
he picked up a rag off of his messy floor and wiped your folds before discarding it on the floor again.
after the events of coitus, he collapses on the mattress, plastered beside you as you both unconsciously lean into eachothers touch.
A/N: yo i am so sorry this one dragged on for so long, it's so late that i dont mind if this is a shit post </3, beware this isn't proof read so don't hate me if there's a lot of mistakes!! also thanks a tonne for the likes and reblogs, i really appreciate it!! it means a lot <3
