⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 seven minutes in heaven/JJK men ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢
⋆˚࿔ pairings : frat!jo x reader, geto x reader
⋆˚࿔ content : NFSW 18+ (mdni), p in v, tension, kissing, nicknames, sensory deprivation, penetration, cum, dry humping, praise, etc
⋆˚࿔ author’s notes : geto is lowk ooc in this please forgive me ALSO the writing isn’t the best idk i was just struggling. anywaysss hope you guys enjoy and ofc requests and criticisms are always welcome and reblogs are greatly appreciated :)
pt 1 with choso and toji here 𑣲.
you had been looking forward to this party for the entire week, with finals over and the end of semester around the corner you were excited to finally relieve the pent up stress from the past few months.
the party was supposed to be the biggest of the year, held by the largest frat on campus. you typically avoided the frat parties, they were known for essentially being a massive orgy as everyone got with eachother leaving a trail of messy and detached sex in the party’s wake. yet here you were saturday evening in the same place you swore you’d never step foot in.
you’d spent ages carefully picking out an outfit eventually landing on a dark black glittery dress that fit you like a glove, perfectly accentuating all of your best ASSets. your heels and bag match perfectly and your hair chucked into your go to hairstyle that is always a guaranteed hit.
the party was going as well as they normally do, you’d had a fair few drinks making your skin feel tingly. you were dancing and giggling with a group of girls you’d met that same night before being dramatically pulled from the group by your bsfs nobara and yuji before being plopped into a circle with a singular bottle in the middle.
as soon as you’d sat down a couple burst out of the closet, clothes slightly disheveled and before you could gather your thoughts the bottle was already spinning slowing to a stop and landing on you. hesitantly your eyes followed the hands of the person who’d spun it eventually landing on….
satoru gojo
just the name alone had you already irritated. he was the year above you studying some bullshit you never cared to remember, how to be a dick 101 maybe? he was head of the basketball team and never seemed to let anyone forget it, constantly bragging about his latest win at any party you’d attended this year. you looked up from the bottle to see him already eagerly standing up, extending a hand to you which was quickly swatted away
“whatever satoru let’s just get this over with” you trudged over to the closet, less than happy with fates choice of a partner for this game.
as much as it pains you to say it though satoru gojo was ridiculously attractive. his eyes were a beautiful piercing blue and contrasted sharply with his bright white hair. his eyes were soft, contradicting his defined jawline and lean figure. well they would be anyway if his face wasn’t constantly twisted into a cocky smile, ‘jerk’ just oozing out of his pores.
you step into the closet with the intention of keeping as much distance between the two of you as you can, an intention clearly not shared by gojo.
the door shuts with a click and before you can even turn around to look at the man his arms were slinking around your waist chin resting on your shoulder. he pulls you back until he’s leaning against a wall and your ass is flush against his bulge.
he traps you in, leaving you helpless against his muscular arrms.
“well how did we end up here sweets”
“first don’t call me that.” he huffed in reply to your comment and despite not being able to see him you can feel him roll his eyes behind you.
“second you are the reason we’re here gojo”
“satoru beautiful, call me satoru”
“fuck no, drop the nicknames asshole and while you’re at it drop me too”
“i stopped calling you sweets what more do you want from me” he had lowered his voice to a whisper, his hot breath teasing your neck.
you opened your mouth to reply but gojo satoru didn’t give you a chance before planting a wet sloppy kiss on your neck, gently sucking just hard enough to leave a light mark.
he pulled away from your neck just enough “i know something i want from you pretty” you wanted to say something, snap back at him kick him off you anything. but you can’t deny the growing heat in your lower stomach. fuck. you were acc getting turned on by satoru gojo right now, the single most annoying man on the planet.
you subconsciously push back against him as he continues leaving marks on your neck, grinding your ass against him. his cock twitches beneath you and you bite your lip to suppress a whimper. satoru notices and settles his hands on your hips pushing you into him letting out a deep groan in the process. the sound vibrates against your neck causing a low moan to slip past your lips.
“n-no don’t even think about saying anything”
“oh - fuck - so you want me to do something instead baby” he groans inbetween words as he slowly grinds into your ass as you press back meeting him with an insatiable need.
before you know it your skirt is lifted, panties pooled around your knees as he works to free his cock. his lips never left your neck not wanting to break the connection with you, obsessed with how the woman who apparently hated him came undone at the slightest touch.
his erection sits ready at your entrance just barely touching, waiting for a sign of consent from you
he slinks a hand down letting it rest on your abdomen
“is this okay pretty” you whimper softly your lust betraying you, head nodding frantically arching your back lightly to present yourself more to him.
he presses down harder on your abdomen
“mmm, gonna make you feel me here fill you so ohh good prince-fuck” his words taken as you reach your hand behind him pushing a few inches inside of you.
“AHH ‘toru shut up, and j-just fuck me would you” your walls clench around him as he slams you against him causing your ass to slap against him as he bottoms out, a bulge now appearing above his hand on your stomach. the sight almost makes him cum then and there.
you pant frantically trying to adjust to the feeling of him inside fillinf places you never knew hadn’t been touched before, while behind you satoru’s trying not to cum from how tight you are around him
you roll your hips slightly, causing your eyes to flutter open where you’re met with the most disgusting picture you’ve ever seen in your life. its a grotesque image of a woman being sick in the toilet at what you presume to be one of these stupid frat parties. gojo follows your gaze to the photo and laughs deeply as he notices your look of pure repulsion the sound causing his hips to shake pushing you further into him causing both of you to moan simultaneously as he just your cervix at the perfect spot.
you rolled against him desperate for some motion from him, to which he delivered pulling out almost entirely before slamming back into you. distracted by the pleasure gojo took this opportunity to slip his blindfold over your eyes
“so you don’t get distracted love”
with your sight taken away, your other senses are heightened. his pace is consistent, deep and long thrusts that have you moaning out his name, party outside long forgotten as tears stream down your cheeks.
“fuck baby, who knew you’d be hiding a pussy this sweet -oh god- of course you were look at this ngh pretty face, my beautiful girl” he was babbling now, you both nearing the edge and when he began hitting your g-spot repeatedly, you lost it.
“s’toru i-i’m gonna-AHH” your words turning into insatiable moans
the sound of you makes his cock throb inside of you and when he looks down at the sight of his dick dissapearing inside of you, he struggles to stop himself from finishing then and there wanting to please you first
“go on pretty, cum all over my cock for me, mmm let me make you f-feel good sweetheart”
his hands reach from your stomach down to your clit, giving it slow methodical circles as he hit your sweet spot again and again. behind the darkness of his blindfold your vision went white as your orgasm crashed through you in relentless unforgiving waves.
you tightened around him, legs shaking as you struggled to remain upright. satoru kept slamming into you, his thrusts erratic as he chased his own high while you squeezed his cock with your walls.
“y-yes baby like that, milk me dry come on sweets” he continuously groans against your ear each one causing you to clench desperately around him.
“p-please toru it’s too much, too big” your words send him over the edge, spewing thick bursts of cum deep inside you while he whispers praise in your ear
“s-so good for me baby, you take me so well -fuck- i’ve never had pussy like this before, so greedy for me” you roll your eyes, lifting the blindfold to look at him for the first time since you stepped into the closet. he’s a fucked out mess, eyes hidden underneath his hair, his cheeks flushed a light pink as he desperately takes in the air his release stole from him.
without thinking you turn around, dick still inside you, and pull him into a deep kiss. unlike the way he was fucking you just seconds ago, the kiss is tender and deep. you pull away dramatically
“i still hate you y’know” he chuckles deeply. “i think i know someone who doesn’t” he looks down at where you two are still connected, stupidly attractive smirk plastering his face once again
suguru geto
you try to hide the joy on your face as you realise you get to be ‘trapped’ in a closet with him for a full seven minutes. you’d had a small crush on get since you first noticed him around campus. his eyes were a deep violet, and had a strange sense of knowing behind them as if he could read your thoughts before you even had them. he was freakishly tall and you could only imagine how he’d look loomed over you.
he shot you a smile before disappearing into the closet. you desperately follow him in, practically leaping across the room to get there as quick as you can. you open the door taking in a deep breath that’s quickly let out in a frustrated sigh once you see him sitting on a fold out chair in the corner, headphones in and already bopping to music.
he doesn’t look up as you enter the room, annoying you further as the door shuts behind you with a click.
you hover briefly, unsure if he’ll say or do something -anything- to acknowledge your existence.
you quickly realise that this is not the case
“are you seriously just gonna sit there for the seven minutes” he doesn’t make any movements, clearly not hearing you over the volume of his music, so you repeat yourself a little louder this time.
finally you’re able to grab his attention but he simply looks up at you smiling before giving you a swift and curt nod before going back to his music.
is he for real right now. you debate leaving for a second but no. this was your one chance, your final opportunity to get with the guy you’d been dreaming about before he graduated in a few weeks and you’d be damned if you were going to miss it.
you stepped infront of him and sank into his hips straddling him. he finally took out his headphones and opened his mouth to say something but before he was given the chance you crashed your lips into his.
he stalled for a second unsure of what was happening. the truth is he had always found you attractive, alluring even, but his friends had warned him about coming off too strong.
for almost two years now he’d been trying to think of how to approach you but the opportunity had never arisen, when the bottle had landed on you he almost couldn’t contain himself. he desperately tried to think of where to stand to look cool, what to say to make you swoon so to buy himself time he put his headphones in trying to go for an effortless look. what he hadn’t planned for was you on top of him, hungrily devouring him with an intensity neither of you had felt before.
“we’re you seriously just gonna ignore me for seven minutes” you pulled away irritated and turned on, a wet patch forming below you.
“no, not at all i-“ the words caught in his throat, struggling to find a way to make his actions seem charismatic
“so what the fuck was that then i mean seriously” you motioned to stand up, having had enough of hearing bullshit from men in your time at college, but his hands shot to your waist pinning you against him.
“i was thinking of what to say to look cool for you, i wanted to impress you the same way ive wanted to for years. i had a whole plan set up for how this was supposed to go but you ruined it actually” unable to think of how to twist the situation into something romantic he simply went with honesty
your mind had gone blank, his expression hadn’t changed at all even after his admission.
“w-wanted me for years?” your pussy twitches when you grasp the words that he’d said and with the way you were positioned on his thigh he could feel it.
he shifted slightly causing you to grind slightly on his leg, dragging a moan out of you in the process. at the sound something in him switched, careful patient intent behind his eyes turning into something deeper, more possessive.
he moved your hips in a slow rocking motion that gradually moved faster as he pressed you down harder against him at the same time, leaving a wet patch on his thigh as you chased the pleasure.
“o-oh god suguru please” you whimpered desperately, clenching around nothing as your felt yourself nearing the edge. this is so pathetic, cumming from dry humping alone like you were a horny teenager.
“please what sweetheart, let’s hear some words out of that pretty little mouth”
“please let me ride you sugu”
his cock strained harder against his trousers, as if hearing your command and begging for it to be listened to.
he lifted you slightly to spring himself free, tip flushed a dark pink colour, pre cum leaking from his tip and dripping down to his shaft. looking down at him, the veins on his dick throbbing, how long and thick he was, making you more desperate then you already were.
before giving him the chance to, you settled yourself over him, panties shifted to the side to allow his tip to enter you slowly.
you both moaned simultaneously as you pushed yourself further before he bottomed out inside of you. the stretch is insane, causing you to squirm struggling to accommodate to his size. you feel him everywhere inside of you, filling you so deep you think he’s touching your soul
noticing it, geto slinks his arms between you rubbing slow and meaningful circles on your clit. when he notices you easing up he starts to thrust slow and gentle
“there we go, it’s okay baby i’ve got you, i’m gonna make you feel so good my pretty girl”
he praises you over and over again, maintaining a careful and precise pace staring intensely at where the two of you are connected. he watches as you slide yourself up leaving just the tip in before slamming yourself fully onto him again, the force of it pushing a deep groan out of him.
he accommodates your rhythm, thrusting his hips to meet your intense pace
“mmmh fuck sugu - you’re t-to big” your words end in a cry as he hits your sweet spot as you desperately clench around him
“y-yes sweetheart, clench just like that, god you’re so beautiful” his words send you into a spiral of moans and whimpers
“i-i can’t, it’s too much” you whine against his neck using his shoulders in an attempt to stable yourself against his hungry thrust
“mmm yes you can baby, be a good girl and cum for me sweet” the praise mixed with the intense pleasure is too much to take. he rubs your clit faster now noticing the way you tense around him indicating that you’re about to cum.
“come on baby, fuck - i’ve got you, let go”
“oh SHIT” you clench around him, vision going white with pleasure. his hand moves from your waist to cover your mouth, muffling your cries from the party outside.
suguru’s pace becomes erratic as he chases his own pleasure only egged on by the sight of you still twitching with aftershocks
“p-please sugu, cum, pleaseeee” your begging pushes him over the edge, he cums with a guttural groan hips pressed flush against you as he fills you.
you both stay for a moment breathing heavily from your orgasms before he breaks the silence
“why did we wait so long to do this - shit” his cock twitches inside of you still spewing lazy ropes of his cum further into you.
“you’re amazing sweetheart”