calling your cocky boyfriend satoru handsome mid-thrust
after hours of riling him up, heâs finally got you folded nearly in half, both your legs slung over his shoulders, his thick cock driving into you with a rhythm thatâs got the headboard rattling.
âhnnghâfuck!â you whine, hands clutching his wrists as his relentless thrusts shake your core, heâs got one hand fumbling with your tits, squeezing harshly, drawing sharp gasps from your lips.
his hips snap forward, each buck deep, his lower abs slamming against you. âhhhmm, takin me so good, baby..â he purrs, youâre lost in the haze, your body trembling, but your eyes lock onto his face, sharp jaw, flushed cheeks, that fucking smirk.
and the words slip out before you can stop them. âso handsome, baby...â he freezes, just for a heartbeat, his cock still buried deep, hand stalling on your breast.
his eyes widen, eyebrows furrowing. âwhatâs that?â he asks, voice quieter, you bite your lip, cheeks burning, but he doesnât give you time to backtrack.
his smirk returns, and he leans closer, your legs slipping higher on his shoulders. âhandsome, huh? fuck, youâre gonna regret sayinâ that.â his hips snap forward, hard, rough, the kind of thrust that makes your whole body jolt and a cry rip from your throat.
âsatoru!â you gasp, tears pricking your eyes as he pounds into you, faster now, looks like your compliment lit a fire in him.
his hand leaves your tits, gripping your thigh to keep you spread, his cock dragging against your walls. âwatch how fucking good your handsome boyfriend fucks you, baby.â he growls, clicking his tounge, a playful smirk forming on the corner of his lips.
bf!gojo who misses his baby so dearly while heâs away on a mission. Heâs thinking about you all day, missing you voice and your touch. Heâs always talking about you to his colleagues because he loves you so much that he canât stand being this far from you. So itâs no surprise when heâs back in his hotel room, scrolling through your photos in his camera roll while his dick strains against his sweats. Heâs rubbing himself through the fabric, biting on his plump lip as he stares at your innocent pictures. He get so pent up, scrambling to pull his sweats down, right hand gripping the base of his dick while his left hand hold the phone. Heâs whining for you, dick throbbing and his swollen tip leaking pre cum.
He decides he canât take it anymore and presses a few buttons to call you. With the phone to his ear, he prays that you pick up, wanting to hear your pretty voice. âMmph, please pick up, baby,â he whimpers. His brows furrow when he glides his hand up and down his shaft, squeezing a little tighter when he reaches the tip. Eventually, it goes to voicemail and Gojo figures youâre sleeping, but he decides to leave a message for you anyway.
âH-hey, pretty girlâmmphâjust wanted to let you know how much I miss you,â he slightly pants, chest heaving up and down. His hips buck up into his hand, eyes squeezing shut. âMiss you so fucking much, thinking about you got me hard, you know that? F-fuck, baby.â His breath hitches. His hand moves faster, the wet noises echoing through the hotel room. âCanât stop thinking about youâah, fuck,â he moans. âI want you feel what you fucking do to me, baby,â he groans when he runs his thumb over his slit, gathering more pre cum.
His eyes roll back, jerking his dick faster as his abs tense up. âI, uh, wanted to call to check on you, but I knowâmmmphâI know youâre probably sleeping,â he moans through his words. âI love you, okay? IâŠlove you, baby. So fucking much.â He sounds so desperate, voice cracking with each whimper. âJustâŠcall me when you wake up, please, baby? I need to hear your voice.â His body shivers and his abs tense up the faster he goes.
His eyes flutter shut and his jaw goes slack, imagining fucking you into mattress while you scream his name, thinking about the way your pussy grips him so tight. âI need you here right now. Need you so fucking bad you donât understand,â he breathily chuckles. âIâfuckâsuch a fucking mess, all because of you,â he whines. âIâm sorry, babyâŠs-shitâŠI canât stop.â His hips roll into the bed as he grows closer to his orgasm. âIâm gonna fucking cum just thinking about you, looking at your picturesâŠmy god.â He opens his eyes, fixated on the way heâs jerking his dick, wishing it was you doing it instead.
âFuck, fuck, yeah. Oh my god,â he whimpers, voice growing higher, his breathing sporadic. âBaby, babyâŠIâm gonnaâŠIâm gonna fucking cum. Oh, shit, Iâm fucking cumming, Iâm cumming!â His hips twitch as spurts of his cum shoot from his swollen tip, landing on his hands and stomach. âFucckkk!â He grunts, tossing his head back. âYes, yes,â he moans loudly, drawing out his orgasm. He breaths heavily, slowly stroking himself as he comes down from his high.
Few seconds of silence goes by before he speaks, âsee how much I miss you? Call me as soon as you hear this. Goodnight, pretty girl. I love you.â He kisses the phone before hanging up, left laying there in his mess.
cam boy!gojo fucking shy!reader on a livestream. You donât know how you agreed to do this with him, but you did. Maybe it was his charming smile or sultry voice that dragged you in and made you nod yea at every question of his, but now you were standing here completely naked before he started his stream.
âIâm nervous,â you mumbled.
âIâm right here with you, sweets, okay? Just let me do all the work. You sit here and look pretty.â He pecked your cheek, clicking the start live button. Loads of people came flooding his chat, already donating money before he could even do anything.
He sat there in his computer chair, you propped up in his lap while his hand caressed over your ass. âHi everyone.â He smiled, looking at the chat.
user54902: whoâs the girl??
You hid behind your face behind your hand, nervously blinking as the viewer count kept rising. âAs you can see I have a special guest with me. Sheâs a little shy so be nice with her, yeah?â He looked up at you, smiling. âSay hi, sweets.â
âH-hi everyone.â You waved to the camera, giving an awkward smile. If you could barely survive having a normal conversation how were you going to survive being completely naked and fucked in front of hundreds of people. You were having second thoughts.
bigd1ckguro: sheâs adorable canât wait to hear her scream ($100 donated)
ovrwrkd&hrny: shy ones are always the freakiest
âShe is adorable, isnât she?â He squeezed your cheeks with his hand, placing a wet kiss on your lips. âYou ready?â He whispered in your ear. You bit the inside of your cheek, giving him a small nod despite your heart pounding desperately in your chest.
Gojo has you completely exposed to everyone watching, legs hooked behind your ears that you canât even squirm away if you wanted. His cock is splitting you open full nelson style. Heâs so deep, each thrust rummaging against your g-spot threatening to make your squirt. âAh! Ah! Fuck!â You cry out, breathing heavily when he starts to go crazy, fucking you like animal. âS-slow downnnn!â Your toes curl, eyes rolling back when you feel the pressure build up in your bladder.
âAwe, you gonna squirt? Iâd think they love if I made that pretty pussy squirt all over the camera,â he huffs, gently biting at your earlobe. âCome on, sweets, fucking give it to me.â
âMy god!â The feeling is so intense, and youâre trying so hard to hold back, but you pry open your eyes and stare at the camera before your eyes flicker down to the chat, loads of comments and donations pouring in about making you squirt.
whimperyb0y: bet she squirts so fucking much, wanna watch her gush ($75 donated)
cultofpu$$y: sheâs so drunk off his cock how cute ($125 donated)
Gojoâs cock reaches deep, hitting that sweet spot over and over, so determined to drive you over the edge. You already feel it coming, clenching your eyes shut and turning your head away from the camera as if it was going to do anything. âShit, shit, shit! Iâm c-cummingggahhh!â Youâre screaming in pleasure when you feel the heavenly release, warm liquid gushing out of your pussy, splashing everywhere and soaking Gojoâs thighs. âYessss!â Little waves of squirt keep pouring at your pussy as he fucks you through your orgasm, leaving your brain completely fried.
bigd1ckguro: fuck yeah sheâs a messy little thing, love hearing her scream
ovrwrkd&hrny: sheâs got it all over the camera
cultofpu$$y: god she just made me cum so fucking hard
âThatâs a good fucking girl,â Gojo praises, pressing a kiss to your cheek, unhooking his arm from under your leg and reaching between your thighs to give your pussy a few slaps. âYou got me fucking soaked, sweets,â he chuckles, slapping your wet pussy just enough to tease your swollen clit. Small whimpers escape your throat as lay there nearly lifeless from the orgasm you just had.
whimperyb0y: creampie her pls
ovrwrkd&hrny: ^^ breed her cunt wanna watch it drip out
Gojo pressed another kiss to your cheek before he began thrusting up into you again as he rubs your clit in slow circles. Small gasps and whimpers are all that you manage to let out, your orgasm literally draining you, but you canât get over how good it all feels. âFasterâŠplease,â breathlessly say, your hand reaching up to grope at your tits and pull at your nipples.
Gojo listens without asking, your pussy loudly squelching around his cock with the faster he goes, rubbing your clit at nearly the same pace. You head falls back on his shoulder, jaw slack when feel the curve of his cock reach your sweet spot again. âFuckk, you look so damn good like this.â His eyes rake over your sweaty body before making eye contact with you. Reaching a hand up, you pull him for a kiss, tongue messily sliding against each other like youâre starved, biting at his bottom lip and drinking his moans.
cultofpu$$y: shy girl ainât so shy now
ovrwrkd&hrny: she just needed to come out her shell, I could tell she was nasty to begin with
âGod, baby, youâre gonna make me fucking cum,â he breathes. âLet me cum inside, sweets.â He pecks your lips, rubbing your clit faster as his thrusts get more and more sloppier, driving both himself and you to the edge. âOh fuckâŠoh fuckkkâŠholy shit, youâre gonna squirt again, huh?â He holds back on his orgasm as much as he can just so he can watch your pussy gush around him one last time. You donât even say anything, you just allow it to overtake you again, toes curling and eyes rolling back when that pressure releases for the second time. âOhhh yes, yes, baby.â Gojo messily rubs your clit as you squirt, letting it get everywhere between you, him, the floor, his camera and the chair.
The feeling of your cunt squeezing around his aching cock makes gojo cum earlier than he was expecting, his hips jolting and twitching with each rope of cum shooting up into your pussy. âOhâŠoh shitttt. Milk my fucking cock, baby.â You grind you hips up and down slowly, feeling his sticky cum paint your walls, oozing out from the sides and back down his cock. âThere you go, atta girl.â
bigd1ckguro: that was fucking hot
user54902: donated $200
hereforg0j0: donated $100
g00nerg1rl: I need them both so badly!
ovrwrkd&hrny: she needs to come back on stream again
whimperyb0y: I came so much my dick feels like itâs gonna fall off
cultofpu$$y: whatâd I do to taste her cunt rn
âFuck me,â Gojo chuckles. âThat was one hell of a stream, right? Thank you guys for the donos and support, I appreciate you tuning in and watching me have fun with this cutie right here.â Gojoâs hands slide up your waist and to your tits, squeezing them gently. âBut, itâs time to end stream and check back next week. Bye, bye!â He flashes a smile. âSay bye, sweets.â
âBye, guys!â You wave, lazily smiling while reading the chat.
g00nerg1rl: bring her back for next weeks streammmm!
bigd1ckguro: bye cutie, you made my night enjoyable
ovrwrkd&hrny: bye shy girl <3
user54902: tell her to make her own channel
whimperyb0y: pls tell me she has a nsfw twt???
cultofpu$$y: no other girl you bring on next will top shy girl
authors note: did yall guess who some of the usernames belonged to??? lmaooo
Men moaning, men whimpering, men crying, men growling, men groaning, men begging, men yearning, men pleading, men who are desperate, men who are givers, men who are touchy, men who are switchyâŠthe list goes on
i just KNOW that reader rides gojo so good he literally starts forming heart eyes like heâs trying to keep it together but halfway through heâs gripping her hips like a lifeline, eyes all glossy, mouth slightly open like heâs seeing god đ”âđ«
RAHH
YES AND he doesnât grasp the concept thatâs heâs came over and over again and probably canât do it anymore, yet heâs still holding on to your hips, eyes rolling to the back of his head, and heâs begging for more. Heâs babbling praise and sweet nicknames all while begging for you to keep going, and it doesnât matter if youâre his wife or a one night stand, heâs telling you he loves you right now!
warnings! annoying ex boyfriend! gojo, switchy, thigh riding, denial
satoru shouldnât be here, really.
he should be at home with his new little girlfriendâthe one he swears sucks his cock better, fucks him sweeter. but somehow, he ended up right back here, frustrated and wet beneath you, squirming as you slowly work your fist up his aching length. your thumb moves to slide across the creaming head of his cock, and his breath catches in his throat.
âyou kinda suck.â you deride, a twisted sense of amusement seeping from your soft, condescending tone. satoru lifts his head, woozily following yours as it dips to the side. your gaze flickers up, catching those familiar eyes, something a little too close to love glaring back at you.
still, you bite. âdoes your girlfriend know that youâre here?â
âsheâs not my girlfriend.â he answers quickly.
âdoes she know that?â
âdoes it matter?â heâs impatient, whining through his gritted teeth as his hips buck in pursuit of friction. âyouâre beinâ mean, sweets.â
âdonât.â
itâs a warning as you tighten your fist, squeezing the tip of his cock admonishingly. pearlescent bubbles of precum gush from his slick, rounded head. arousal spills down your hand as you begin to languidly stroke him to the base, fingers curling down to caress the fat of his balls just how you used to.
âyou donât get to call me that.â you finally mumble.
âreally?â he whispers, delightfully amused. âyou donât like that anymore?â heâs angling his hips toward your fist to shamelessly chase your touch. his long, slender frame slumps further against your headboard, a sleazy little grin curling his lips. âfffuck, not even when youâre jerking my cock like that, huh?â
your body remembers him, he knows it does. the way you handle his cock is instinctive, familiar, like muscle memory. the way he rocks his hips into your fistâhow he curls into your touch as you ruin him for anyone else, itâs all so natural. this is how it used to be: just the two of you, up late, desperate for each other, pushing to see who would break and cum first.
a moan swells in your chest at the memory, the throb between your legs an incessant drum. you want so badly to press your cunt against the soft meat of his thigh that you straddle. to rock your hips and relieve the gnawing ache thatâs now creeping up your shuddering spine, forcing that restrained moan past your lips.
you breathe unsteadily. âwhy are you here, satoru?â
âfor the same reason you let me in.â
heâs closer now, close enough to kiss you. those pretty lips a hairâs breadth away as he attempts to decipher your torn expression. he can see your reservations, the subtle glint of indignation that darkens your irises, the furrow of your brow. but the way youâre arching into himâsubconsciously leaning against his chest as you take care of that cock the only way you know howâhe knows you missed him.
thereâs a sort of desperation in the way he reaches out for you. his big, hungry hands extending to steal handfuls of the soft skin heâs missed so dearly. slipping them underneath your shirt to take your breasts into his palms, long fingers gliding over your hardening nipples.
he expels the breath heâs been withholding. âhow iâve missed you, pretty.â
with both hands, heâs pushing the fat of your tits together, drawing you closer. lips trailing over your chest, warm, sloppy kisses left in his wake. the heat of his breath seeps through your shirt as he inhales your very being. âhow iâve missed my girls.â he whispers.
âyouâre handsy.â you breathe, picking his hands off of your body.
you almost lose yourself gathering enough resolve to shove him away, narrowing your eyes at him like that of a troubled dog. teasingly, you remove your hand, observing the way his cock stands on its ownâstiff, heavy. rivulets of hot, syrupy arousal drip onto his abdomen, premature cum slipping between the ridges of muscle that heave with each ragged inhale.
âhuh?â he pants, voice pitching in a whimper. âyou wonât let me touch you either?â growing frustration furrows his snowy brows.
you shake your head slowly, eyeing him with a hunger that he finds oddly comforting, almost like heâs finally at home. he watches as you chew on your bottom lip, an electrifying heat coursing through your entire being. heâs missed you like this, and he knows you do too. he can see it in your hesitation, in your reluctance. in the way your body tells a different story.
but he knows itâs unlike you to give in so easily.
âplease,â he all but whines. scattered wisps of ivory fall before his blinking eyes, something of a pout sagging his bottom lip. his hips rut toward you, searching for any semblance of friction. âwhy are you being like this?â
âhow long has it been? twoâthree weeks?â
all he offers is an indifferent shrug, casting his gaze to avoid your dagger of a stare. you lean in closer, noses brushing as you tilt your head to better read his gaping expression.
âoh,â you frown. âshe doesnât touch you like this, does she?â
your concern is disingenuous, tone bitter, yet somehow, satoru only seems to grow harder, wetter. if itâs not the cut of your voice, itâs the fact that you know how much power you have over him. he shakes his head blankly, praying youâll grant him mercy.
the soft hairs at the base of his neck stiffen, a gasp tearing from his open mouth as you slowly skim your finger along the curve of his twitching shaft.
âwill you please just touch me, okay? please?â he expels a throttled breath, glossed eyes fluttering shut as he loses a little more composure, a little more sanity. âis that it, huh? is that what you want? me to beg you?â
you opt for silence as the soft pad of your index finger circles over his glistening cock head, collecting the accumulated arousal. your touch is fleeting, but something inside of him breaksâyou can see it in the way his bare back lifts from the disheveled sheets, his big thighs spreading a bit wider, hips pushing.
his breath breaks like he could cry, âwhat? what do you want me to do, baby?â
âam i not touching you?â you act coy as you tilt your head. âgreedy.â
you reach a bit lower, skimming along the vein that pumps thick and heavy near the underside of his cock. heâs hot to the touch, warm and wet against the pads of your fingers. satoru purses his lips, letting off a long breath of a whimper, nostrils flaring as his stomach caves in never ending arousal.
âgod, it h-hurts,â he whines, swallowing thickly as his hips quiver. a glimmering sheen of sweat breaks across his forehead. briefly, he peers down to where you barely touch him, groaning before roving his eyes back up to yours. desperate, he presses his luck, âcan you⊠can you spit on it?â
âi could,â you shrug noncommittally, reaching a determined hand toward his subconsciously parting lips. âbut youâve got a mouth of your own, donât you?â
a loud, pitifully desperate groan is drawing his head back to rest against the wooden headboard, letting you invade his willing mouth. youâd almost laugh at the way he hungrily mouths your fingers, sucking so sloppily that saliva begins to cascade down your wrist if not for the way your wet, messy hole tightens at the sight.
god, how youâve missed thisâpower. satoru always made you feel so powerful, and your entire body aches at the fond reminiscences of being in charge of a man with such stature. youâre hardly thinking as something irrepressible overcomes you. you settle yourself against his thigh, firmly pressing your cunt to his bulging quadricep, gasping when your clit catches against his skin.
âwhy donât you use your mouth for something other than talking for once?â you hum, sinking your fingers a little deeper, pressing firmer against his salivating tongue. a pretty moan leaves your lips as you ghost a kiss, whispering, âspit on your cock yourself.â
itâs condescending in every sense, but the way his body viscerally reacts is like kindle to a rampant flame. your voice sweeps down his spine like a brook of cool water, flooding every fiber of his being as he heaves a breath and puckers his lips to drool onto the head of his cock. saliva runs down his fist as he begins to sloppily stroke himself, gaze fixated on the mesmeric whirl of your hips.
âyes,â he pants breathily, lips so close that you can feel the warmth of his bitten whimpers. he tenses the muscles in his thigh for you, squeezing tighter around the base of his cock before babbling on, âgod, use me⊠use my body to gâget yourself off. ride my thigh until you cum ân iâll leave, i swear.â
you laugh out a sweet, breathless moan, reading right through him. âno you wonât.â
âno,â satoru shakes his head while letting off a breath. âi wonât.â he smiles.
and thereâs a part of you that really hopes he doesnât. itâs the same part that has you eagerly fisting your panties aside. the part thatâs humping a little bit harder against his bodyâthatâs parting your lips in a pretty wail of rapture as you succumb to the pressure that pools inside of youâdeep and devastating.
âyeeeaahâahâuse me however you wantâoh my god,â heâs gasping, words tumbling from his mouth, an endless stream of consciousness as his mind blanks. ârub that pussy on my thigh however youâhahâhowever you fucking want, baby, please.â
heâs bouncing his leg in time with the depraved jerk of his cock, desperately flitting his gaze between the stretch of your lips around his flexed muscles, and the gape of your mouth as you give into all of that devastating pleasure youâve been denying yourself.
âgaahhâyou are so fucking pretty,â satoru gushes, completely drunk off familiar emotions. hearts flutter in his eyes as he rattles off. âi really, really missed my pretty girl.â
shut up, is what you want to say, but your jaw drops instead. words forgotten in a daze of what used to be, and suddenly everything feels so normal. itâs hotâhis wolfish panting against your lips, wet tongue peeking out just a little to greedily taste your breaths until heâs so close that heâs kissing you properly, and you donât move to push him away.
canât.
youâre far beyond saving, like goneâusing every morsel of your strength to fuck yourself against your favorite toy, arching into his body to feel more, fitting like the missing piece to a jigsaw. and he can feel how wet youâre getting, just making a fucking mess of him. dripping all over his thigh while he strokes himself stupid, inches from your cunt.
god, and those lips. still as sloppy as ever, wet mouth moving over yours in a way that renders you silly. you can hardly breathe, dizzied by his determined mouth, by his undying need to prove himself worthy of your mercy.
itâd take nothing for him to slip inside of you, to slyly pull your leg over his waist and stretch you out just how he used to. youâre so high that you probably wouldnât notice if he stuffed you full just like this. possessing half the brain to even detect the hand thatâs moving to haphazardly guide your frenzied hips, pulling you closer, grinding a little deeper, accidentally pressing the head of his cock to your stomach.
did you really think you could deny him the pleasure of touching you? you wouldâve been better off tying his limbs to the bedposts because his hands are insistent. theyâre greedy and blatantly needy, one splaying across your hip, the other rubbing his wet cock against your warm, perspiring skin.
his balls ache when you moan his name, poor cock throbbing so wickedly that a delirious moan of his own is forced past his gaping lips. pant after desperate pant falls from your mouths, your breaths synchronous, the grind of your bodies obscene. satoru thinks he might die when your hips begin to tremble, your whimpers unbroken, an omen of your impending orgasm.
âfuck, are youâgod, are you gonna cum?â itâs breathless, his crackling voice warbling in his throat.
you nod dumbly, something caught between a delirious moan and a hiccup of pleasure spilling past your lips as you rock your hips sloppier, cunt tightening around nothing. his vacant hand squeezes your hip like heâll lose you all over again if he lets go. talking in your ear so sweetly that youâre messily cumming all over his leg, body locking up as you arch your back, pressing up against the heat of his cock.
âholy fuck, thatâs itâfuck it all out, pretty,â he groans between his panting, rutting up against you, cock dripping between your bodies. âgod, iâm yours. use me and cum all over me whenever you want.â
slick smears of his arousal drench your skin, sticky beads of sweat mingling. his fist tightens around the base of his cock.
âcan i⊠can i cum too, please?â heâs whining. âmâ so closeâplease can i cum for you?â
âyes, baby,â as you nod to him, his big hand cups the back of your head, pressing his forehead to yours and whining because itâs not him inside of you.Â
âfuckâfuck, thank you,â satoru fists his cock once, twiceâbarelyâand thatâs all it takes. âtâthank youâhah,â body tensing, breaths trapped in his chest as his jaw falls, groaning out your name so prettily that it almost hurts to hear him say it. his hips stutter, thick, hot ropes of cum drenching the tight space between your heated bodies.
he drips from your chest to your stomach, your thighs, the outside of your pussy. beads of sweat stick your bodies together, and despite the heat, he doesnât pull away. instead, heâs leaning in, pressing his forehead to your chest like a man prayingâlike cumming wasnât enough. like this was just an offering, and there's still more to he's willing to giveâlengths heâs willing to go.
âi miss you,â he breathes, gaze lidded and dazed. âthatâs why iâm here.â
thinking about jerking off nerd!gojo with your tits in his dorm room. You couldnât care less for the loser, forced to have him as a tutor because you were failing your chem classes and needed an easy way out of your parents bitching at you. Quite literally youâve gotten tired of hearing him talk and talk about stupid elements, formulas and equations because youâd rather much see the look on his face when heâs about to cum and hear how he sounds when heâs begging.
So thatâs how you ended up on your knees in front of him, shirt unbuttoned and your tits covered in his pre cum, his thick and veiny cock pulsing between the two mounds of flesh as you move it up and down his sensitive shaft. His breath hitches, cheeks flushed a bright red, hands shaking as he struggling to push his glasses back up only for them to slide back down. âF-fuck,â he so sweetly whimpers, licking his dry lips. He loves the way youâre looking up at him, like youâre staring into his soul while simultaneously taking it. His heart pounds against his chest, relishing in the feeling of your soft skin hugging his aching cock, your warm tits only giving him an idea of what your pussy might feel like.
âNngh, oh f-fuckâŠweâreâŠsupposed to beâŠstudying,â he managers to croak out through his pathetic moans and whimpers. His sucks in a breath, eyes rolling back when you go even faster, the sound of wet flesh smacking against each other makes the perverted part of his brain go into overdrive. Heâs so fucking close.
âAwe, but donât you wanna cum, Toru?â You teasingly ask, watching the way his throbbing red tip leaks another bead of precum only adding to the lubrication. The nickname alone drives Gojo crazy. He fists the sheets below him, jaw slack, a dazed look in his eyes. âWeâll make a deal, yeah? Iâll let you cum and do this as many times as you want as long as you do my chem work for me.â You smile, holding your tits tighter. âDeal?â
âOk, ok, ok.â He ferociously nodded, biting down on his bottom lip. âI wanna cum so badly, please.â He let out a ragged breath, falling back on the bed as his body began twitching, hips jolting upward to create more friction. Just in mere seconds, ropes of sticky, hot cum shot up, landing on your tits. âShit, shit! Ah, ah, nngh!â Gojoâs eyes rolled back. This feels like the most heâs ever came in his life. His legs began to shake the longer his orgasm lasts, groans and whimpers escaping his throat, filling the small room. His raspy breaths fall short, finally coming down from his high. He can barely even think straight now.
âGod, you made such a mess!â You huff, looking down at your coated tits.
âOh, uhâIâm sorry!â Gojo quickly sits up, panicking as he searches around for something to help you clean up. He swiftly hands you one of his shirts, handing it to you. You snatch it from his hands, wiping up every last drop of cum before tossing his shirt to the side. âAre youâŠumââ
âI gotta go.â You stand up, buttoning your shirt. âThanks for agreeing to the deal.â You lean over, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Gojo watches as you leave his dorm room without a care in the world, acting like you didnât just milk him dry with your tits. At least he has something to look forward to every few days now.
sylus is a MOANER when he eats you out and more often than not, gets himself off while he does bcs watching you fall apart on his tongue makes his brain melt (and his cock leak :P)
