"i hope you don't mind if i show off a little."
WARNING: NSFW, somnophilia (i tried), no insertion, smut with a bit of plot, a lil angsty i think
somnophilia with SUB! satoru gojo x DOM! gn reader
taglist: @tsukimoon-chan @4n0nym0us-v1x3n
gojo satoru. the strongest sorcerer alive. a one time fling that was never supposed to last this long. just a distant coworker who happened to be hot. but he's here, dead asleep next to you in your bed. right after he asked you to...touch him while he sleeps?
gojo satoru is a lonely man. his own strength separating himself from anyone who gets just a step too close. a step too real. no one could stand by his side. no one could truly understand him. not like geto suguru could. but everyone knows that, so they keep their distance. even you...but how long could you hold out against that voice in your head?
how harmful could a night out with your coworkers be? being a sorcerer wasn't easy and the pay is barely enough to compensate for it. shoko was drinking heavily with you by her side. satoru sat there alone, throwing cheeky winks and grins to the eyes that followed him. "fuck it," you say to yourself before walking up to him.
he smiles and your name rolls off his tongue too perfectly. "care to join me? or are you just admiring?" he asks you, in that stupid, mocking tone. the perfect tone that could make anyone fall for him. "let's see what you got," you respond back as you sit down.
a few too many drinks, some teasing touches here, a little flirting there...and the next thing you see when you wake up is satoru's detailed back facing you, marked and bruised.
long story short, you slept with each other. you kept on sleeping with each other. he was deprived of human contact and you were the closest thing he had to an actual relationship. if sex counts. no one ever stays long enough to see him after the alcohol fades away. but you were different. always around for the aftercare, never leaving him to rest on his own. knowing what you did to him, it was hard not to care for him.
it was a comforting relationship. the small kisses against his sensitive skin, praise whispered into his ears, gentle rubs across his sore body. the little things that he was secretly hoping for all his life. you never even asked him for anything in return, just the warmth of his mixed with yours.
he felt vulnerable with you. just enough to ask you something a bit surprising. "can we try something different tonight?" you nod, not rushing him with his words as he slightly hesitates. "while i sleep, can you...fuck me?"
so that's how you got here. satoru asleep in your bed, hoping to be touched by you. you may be questioning your life choices, but hey, no regrets right? you poke at his cheek to see if he was really asleep...no response. you feel dirty for being this excited to violate him while he sleeps.
you slide the blanket down to his hips, exposing his bare chest. you trace his adam's apple, choking him slightly. his breath hitches and you keep your hands around his neck for just a bit longer before releasing him. he takes a deep breath in, but stays asleep so you move on. his body was unfairly huge, but god, so fucking delicious. your hands wander, squeezing his chest and avoiding his nipples on purpose. he doesn't even flinch, just peacefully sleeping away like nothing was happening. you continue your assault on his chest, leaning down and finally licking his nipples.
he gasps softly, giving you the motivation to suck harder. more moans escape his lips, even unconscious he wants more. your free hand pinches and tugs at his other nipple. alternating between the two. his voice fills you with even more excitement and your hands start to wander again. lower, riskier. the sight of his cock standing up with arousal while he was sleeping was so exhilarating, intoxicating even.
you slither your hand over his sweatpants, feeling his erection through the thin fabric. his tip leaks precum and leaves a wet spot on the cloth. "cute." you chuckled against his ear. you press gentle kisses and nibbles against his ears, your palm kneading his cock. you didn't wanna touch him directly just yet, teasing him even when he's sleeping.
his whines now, such a needy thing he is. his hips thrust up slightly, trying to chase more pleasure. a soft, "more..." leaves his lips. you give in and finally guide your hands under his sweatpants. "he's not even wearing underwear," you think to yourself as you suddenly stroke his cock roughly. snickering, you focus on only his tip. his eyebrows furrow, lips parted slightly with a bit of drool dripping down, his consciousness ultimately alert of what's happening.
he moans loudly, teetering on the edge of waking up. but, that doesn't stop you from moving your hand even faster than before. it's adorable how hard he's trying not to grin, trying not to open his eyes, trying to stay asleep. you continue to stroke him as he sleeps, his cock twitching in your palm.
your tongue finds its way back to his nipples, targeting both sweet spots at the same time. his body shifts to the side, still trying to rub against you. you follow his body, laying next to him in the new position. your name escape his lips, urging you to force an orgasm out of his abused state.
"mmYAAA..??" a confused wail comes from him as his cum soils his pants completely. you twist his body back towards you and straddle him, pinning him underneath you.
"satoru, you awake now? whining like a fucking bitch in heat." you whisper into his ear, gripping his cock even harder. your other hand tugs at his nipples, elucidating a harsh cry from his lips. "answer, you goddamn slut."
"meani-AUGH..! too fast, too-FUCK! too haRDD!!!" he cries and tries to grip your wrist, but a warning glare from you stops him. "UGhh...y/n...puh-pLEaseee..." his eyes finally open, piercing yours. giving him a cruel laugh, you move slower instead. his whines get even louder, mumbling jumbled words.
"please what? use your words, pretty boy."
"please..! touch me, kiss me, ANYTHING...! so sensitiveEE, haa...make me cum agaaaainn, pleaaSEEE..." he cried, so fucking pathetically. you crush your lips against his, swallowing his moans. "thank yo-mmpH!! love you so muCH...❤︎"
you pause slightly at his words, convincing yourself that it's just his pleasure-drunk mind. "pathetic," you chuckled and give into moving rougher. "this what you wanted? hmm? want to be my good little puppy?" his cock leaks even more precum, staining his sweatpants even more. "oh? did that turn you on? dumb little pup can't think of anything else."
"yes!!! GOD, yes...moOOreee...❤︎" he practically screams, his nails ripping through the bedsheets. his hips thrust up into your hands, chasing his release. "cuuummminggg...PLEASEEEE let me cuuuuum..!!!"
"mm, do you deserve to?" you tease, his tears falling down even more. his head nods and he cries harder, sniffling and drooling. his back arched beautifully, chest heaving as he tries to form proper words.
"wanna cum..mmphh!!! your little whoreeOUGHH...your little w-whore in heat wants to c-cum." you see his tongue start to hang as he speaks, compelling you to let him cum.
"since you admitted to being my whore...i'll let you cum." your tongue swirls against his, allowing him to wrap his arms around you as he thrusts into your hand.
"ThaNK yooUUAGH, CYUUMIINGGG...!!! i'm cuhhMMINGG AGAAAINN!!! ❤︎❤︎❤︎" his lips form a silent scream as he orgasms for the second time, leaving a stickier mess in his pants. satoru's body stutters and heaves, eyes glazed over as they flutter open and close.
giving him a second to breathe, you kiss his temples and pull your cum-covered hand out. "mm, good job. did such a good job for me, satoru." you whisper, wiping your hand with a tissue before massaging his sides. "you okay?"
he nods and smiles softly, "thank you..." after cuddling with him for a bit, you slowly kiss down his body; showering him with praise and rubs. admiring his body, worshiping him in every way he deserves. not like the elders at jujutsu or the traveling eyes that lingered on him. you touched him like he was something fragile, something that you should treat tenderly.
maybe that's why he felt this way. vulnerable-no, safe. like he could actually rest, finally, rest. you saw him as gojo satoru, not as the strongest sorcerer or the savior of the world. you didn't force your way through his walls, you melted them slowly. you made sure he got used to the way you treated him, taking your time with his wants and needs.
satoru never gets asked about how he feels, what he thinks, who he is. but, with you it's different. asking if he needs anything after sex. if he wanted cuddles, water, massages, anything. he always wondered how you could just give whatever he wanted, not even needed. how could you look at him with those eyes? was it wrong for him to act even greedier?
no matter how aloof he acted with you, you were always patient with him. filling his mind with overwhelming admiration, useless and idiotic compliments. but they worked. his stupid brain got too hooked at the idea of being praised, so much so that he wanted to keep pleasing you. he was always too scared to get used to something, someone. but you're just too much for him, how could he reject you?
"y/n." he whispers as you lay on the couch together, your head leaning against his shoulder. he got used to the physical contact after each session.
"yeah?" you respond back softly, he loved hearing your voice now.
"i meant what i said earlier." you look up at him with a confused expression.
"hm? which thing?" you try to joke as a smile reaches your face, chuckling softly.
"i love you." his eyes meet yours, a completely serious look on his face.
"wha-mphh?" before you can even finish your sentence, his lips meet yours.
( p.s. no one talks about how hard it is to write lore-accurate fanfics so hopefully i did good)