frat!gojo loves inviting pretty lil’ virgins to his dorm room៸៸ ✦
cw; mdni. virgin!reader, fingering, p in v, creampie, un established relationship, praise, wc 1.1k
truthfully, satoru liked the quiet girls. doe-eyed and timid, as innocent as they come.
the answer is simple. he adores the way they squirm from the slightest touch, how he has them purring like a kitten in seconds — how fucking perfect they looked whilst he ruined them with his dick.
he’d had his eye on you for weeks now. observing how you attended all your lectures, spending your free time studying in the library, fuck — such a good girl.
he couldn’t wait to ruffle those perfect feathers of yours.
and that’s how it started.
some casual texting at first, a few late night phone calls, nothing dirty, just enough to get you hooked on him.
and now?
you were in his dorm room, sat next to him nervously as you watched some action movie neither of you really cared about.
you could feel his eyes on you, the atmosphere filled with anticipation, your body stiff with nerves.
“you good? y’seem a little… tense” he purrs, placing his hand just above your knee. that alone made your breath hitch, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer.
“no need to be nervous, pretty. we’re just watching a movie, yeah?” satoru adds, moving his hand just a littttleee higher, thumb brushing over your soft skin.
you nod gingerly, your stomach swarming with butterflies. you press your legs together slightly for some release, desperately trying to surpress the growing ache between your legs.
and of course, he notices.
a cocky grin appears on satoru’s face, body shifting closer to yours. his voice drops to a low purr, “do you like it when I touch you here?”
you attempt to steady your breathing, mustering up the courage to respond. “y-yes-” you whisper, feeling his breath only an inch from your neck.
“and what about… here?” satoru continues, his hand now resting on your upper thigh, below your skirt, dangerously close to uncharted territory (for you, at least).
before you could reply, he presses a feather-light kiss to the side of your neck, coaxing a soft whimper out of you.
he was so fucking hard, that sound was music to his ears, so needy already.
“feels good, doesn’t it baby,” he whispers, pressing another couple of kisses to your neck, your body beginning to slowly relax under his touch.
he coaxes your legs apart gently, careful to make no sudden moves. he brushes his finger along your panty line, another sweet whimper slipping past your lips.
then, he kisses your neck a little firmer, tongue brushing over your skin as you tilt your head back to grant him more access.
you were unravelling for him so quickly. slowly but surely, he pushes your panties aside, gently propping your leg over his. he swipes his middle finger over your folds, gathering your slick. he hums in satisfaction, “fuck, so wet already.”
“m’sorry,” you whisper delicately, your clit aching for his touch. “don’t be sorry, it’s hot” he smirks, using his other hand to turn your face to his.
he leans in unhurriedly, pressing a kiss to your lips. simultaneously, he brushes his thumb over your clit, making you sigh in relief against his mouth. satoru drinks down your soft moans and whimpers like they were the finest wine, beginning to rub slow circles around your swollen nub.
“goooodd girl, doing so well” he coos, your moans becoming more frequent, chest rising and falling rapidly. “poor thing,” he teases with fake sympathy, “no one’s ever touched you like this before, have they.”
you shake your head, too focused on the pleasure he was giving you, his lips back against yours and-
his finger slowly makes its way inside of you.
the dual stimulation had your hips bucking desperately against his hand, your cheeks flushed pink. “mnnn — satoru-” you moan, sweet sounds muffled by his mouth, his tongue slipping past your lips.
you accept his tongue into your mouth keenly, your mouths finding a steady rhythm.
satoru slips another finger into your sopping hole, curling them upwards to massage that one spot that instantly has you seeing stars. he pulls away momentarily to watch your sweet reactions, your brows knitting together as that familiar tension forms within you.
“so close, almost there now baby.” he rubs your clit a little faster with his thumb, lithe fingers doing the majority of the work.
his sweet encouragement pushes you over the edge, you cream on his fingers, hand gripping his shirt desperately for stability. “thereeee you go, fuck — gripping my fingers so tight.”
when you’re through it, he withdraws his fingers. you whine at the loss of contact, watching satoru bring his fingers to his mouth.
your eyes widen at the filthy sight. satoru sucks his fingers clean, tasting your sweet release. “mm, god- you taste good” he hums.
you knew one thing for sure, you needed more.
you wouldn’t have thought in a million years you’d be losing your virginity to satoru gojo of all people.
and yet, there he was, kissing you deeply as he looms over you, one hand up your shirt, toying with your sensitive nipples — the other gripping your hip possessively as you squirmed beneath him, panties long forgotten on the floor.
your tongues dance, finding that same rhythm, legs wrapped around his waist, hard cock pressed against your core.
you’d never felt need like this in your entire life, instinctively grinding your dripping pussy against his clothed cock.
“look at you, fuck — grinding that pretty lil’ pussy against my dick,” he groans against your lips, pressing himself against you harder, more needy whimpers escaping you.
the fabric of his sweatpants felt heavenly against your aching clit, your slick creating a damp patch on them as you continue to grind against him, “mph — need more” you whine.
satoru pauses for a second before kissing you slowly again, beautiful blue eyes locking onto yours.
“want me t’fuck you, huh? take your virginity?” he teases, using one hand to tug down his sweatpants, freeing his thick, throbbing cock.
he grinds it against your clit and in between your puffy folds, the sensation making you moan sweetly against his mouth, your slick quickly coating his dick.
“satoruuu — please, need you” you mumble, eyes closed, head thrown back against the thin pillows on his dorm room bed.
“i know baby, gonna give it to you, yeah?” he says, voice low and honeyed. with one final kiss, he leans back, spreading your legs wider, one hand pumping his cock as he stares down at you, your eyes widening at the sight.
you thought your nerves were long gone, yet the sight of his impressive length almost had you running for the hills.
sensing this, he gently takes your hand, encouraging you to wrap it around his cock — “we’ll take it slow, just feel me first, that’s it’s pretty girl.”
you begin to pump his cock experimentally with your hand, sticky pre smearing all over your fingers. “like this?” you ask quietly, moving your hand slowly from base to tip.
“just like that, now try it a little faster,” he encourages, sighing in relief at the much needed friction. you work him a tad faster, unable to tear your eyes away from the lewd sight, the sounds of his heavy, sticky cock squelching against your hand.
he leans in again in the meantime, hiking your shirt up and pressing his mouth to your nipples, skilled tongue swirling around them before sucking them into his mouth one at a time.
you let go of his cock, arching your back towards him, breathy moans escaping you as he releases your nipple with a wet pop — tip pressing against your tight entrance. “ready, baby?” he whispers, pupils dilated, eyes filled with lust.
nodding feverishly, you allow him to push his tip in slowly, gripping his meaty biceps for stability. he studies your expressions, letting you feel his tip, allowing your body to adjust.
the sudden intrusion was unlike anything you’d ever felt, the initial stretch being the worst part — “thaaats it, good girl” he praises.
“nghmmm — how much is in?” you whimper, looking up at him with big, glassy eyes.
satoru chuckles softly, rubbing your thighs reassuringly, “just the tip baby.”
you exhale, giving him the go ahead to push in further, a few more inches disappearing inside your tight pussy. you whimper again, a mix between pain and pleasure, satoru’s jaw clenching at how damn tight you were gripping him.
“shit — squeezing me so tight” he grunts, taking his thumb and circling it around your swollen clit, encouraging your body to relax further. “doing so well,” he praises, now halfway in, continuing to soothe your clit with his thumb. “just breathe, baby.”
once you’d adjusted, you nod again, silently encouraging him to push the last few inches in. the discomfort slowly turned into pleasure, your mouth hung wide open at the overwhelming feeling.
he was so deep, a visible bulge in your lower stomach as he began to move slowly and carefully — letting you feel every thick inch.
“o-oh my god — aahnnn,” you moan, satoru’s thumb still circling your little nub as he thrusts into you. this was his favourite part, a once sweet, innocent girl becoming wrecked by his dick, awakening something inside of her she never knew existed.
“it feels s’good” you moan, fingernails leaving crescent-shaped marks in his biceps, “feel so full.” you move your hips into him a little, encouraging him to move a tad faster — more than ready, hungry for more.
“you feel so good baby — fuck" he grunts, picking up the pace, just enough for you to handle.
satoru leans in again, kissing you deeply as he sets a standard pace, thrusting into you with only three quarters of his length, mindful he doesn’t cause any discomfort. you lock your legs around him, your mouths swallowing one another’s desperate moans.
his cock hits all the right spots inside of you; your pussy squeezing him like it never wants to let go. “ah — shit, baby. not gonna last long if you do that" he rasps, his usual infuriatingly calm demeanour beginning to fade.
your moans become frequent, spilling out of you, impossible to surpress. a familiar sensation begins to build, cunt clamping down on his dick.
“that’s it, fuck — cream on my cock princess, give it to me, you can do it” satoru encourages, picking up the pace jussttt a little more to push you over the edge.
“satoru!!” you cry out, holding him close, panting against his ear as you release on his cock, making a mess of his sheets and your inner thighs; orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks.
he fucks you through it, whispering sweet praise into your ear, leaky tip nestled deep inside of you as he grew closer himself. “a-are you gonna finish inside?” you question, breath still shaky and uneven.
“if you — hah —want me to,” he groans, the thought of spilling his hot cum inside you driving him fucking insane.
“please, you can,” you beg, feeling his cock pulse at your confirmation, satoru’s teeth gritting together as he felt himself come undone.
“shit — gonna cum,” he rasps, thrusts becoming short and shallow, face buried in your neck as he releases his hot load into you.
you gasp quietly, feeling him fill you to the brim, pace slowing as he pumps every last drop into you. “fuck,” he groans, rocking into you and pushing his load deeper.
eventually,, he pulls out, watching his cum trickle out of your no longer virgin hole.
the emptiness after he pulls out was overwhelming, no longer filled by him, no longer the same woman you were twenty minutes ago.
satoru collapses next to you, running his fingers through his dishevelled white hair- “y’okay?” he asks, for the first time in a long time, not immediately ready for the girl laying beside him to gather her shit and leave.
you turn to face him, a faint smile appearing on your face.
“yeah… i’m okay.”
a/n; repost! merged this into one part as well so it’s a little longer (:
