Dumb ass fangirl whoโs somehow TAKEN by a beautiful man who understands my JJK hoe ass freakiness~ ILY, babe! ๐
(( PSA: 1. I apologize, but Iโm just a casual writer. Please donโt expect me to update too frequently~ 2. Unfortunately, I DONโT follow back on this blog. I DO genuinely love everyone who stumbles upon my blog back tho! Thank you~ My reasons are HERE. ))
โก summary: the alarm goes off at 6:47 a.m. satoru decides thatโs everyone elseโs problem.
โก warnings: 18+ mdni โข explicit sexual content โข established relationship โข oral (f!receiving) โข multiple orgasms โข piv sex โข praise โข possessive language โข dirty talk โข creampie โข overstimulation โข fluff โข smut
โก authorโs note: apparently i wasnโt done writing clingy boyfriend gojo ๐ญ this technically takes place the morning after comfortable, but it can absolutely be read on its own. i hope yโall enjoy โก
banner by @pixopix art by @naomiiocha
The alarm goes off at 6:47 AM.
You groan, reaching blindly toward the nightstand, but before your fingers even get close, Satoru's arm locks around your waist like a vice.
"No," he mumbles into your neck.
"Satoruโ"
"Nope. Not happening."
You try to wiggle free. His grip tightens, and suddenly you're being pulled back against his chest, his other arm coming up to trap you completely.
"I have to go to workโ"
"Call in sick."
"I can't justโ"
"Yes, you can." He's kissing your shoulder now, your neck, the spot behind your ear that makes you shiver. "Tell them you've got a fever. Tell them you're dying. Tell them Satoru Gojo is holding you hostage and won't let you leave."
"That last one is accurate."
"See? Honesty is important."
You laugh despite yourself, and he takes advantage of your momentary distraction to roll you onto your back, settling his weight on top of you. His hair is a disaster, sticking up in about fifteen different directions, and there are pillow creases on his cheek.
He looks perfect.
"Satoru, seriouslyโ"
"Seriously," he interrupts, kissing your collarbone, "you should call in sick."
"And what about you? Don't you have to teach?"
He lifts his head, and the grin he gives you is absolutely insufferable.
"Baby," he says, "I'm Satoru Gojo."
"โฆSo?"
"So I don't have to do anything I don't want to do."
You stare at him. "That's not how jobs work."
"It's how my job works."
"You're the worst."
"And yet." He kisses your jaw. "You love me anyway."
"Debatable right now."
"Liar." He's moving lower, kissing down your throat, your chest. "You're obsessed with me. Admit it."
"I'm not admitting anything until you let me turn off that alarm."
"Fine." He reaches over without looking, fumbling for your phone, and somehow manages to silence it. "There. Problem solved. Now stay in bed with me."
"Satoruโ"
"Please?" He's looking up at you now, and his eyes are doing that thingโthat stupid, unfair thing where they go all soft and earnest. "I just wanna spend the morning with you. Is that so bad?"
You sigh. "You're impossible."
"Is that a yes?"
"โฆI'll text my boss."
"Yes." He pumps his fist in victory, and you can't help but laugh.
"You're such a child."
"Your child," he corrects. "Besides, I already texted Yaga that I'm not coming in."
"You what?"
"Told him I had a personal emergency." He's grinning now, completely shameless. "Very serious. Life-threatening, even."
"Satoruโ"
"What? It's true. If I don't spend the morning worshipping my girlfriend, I might actually die. Medical fact."
"That's not a medical fact."
"It is now." He's kissing your neck again, and his hands are sliding up your sides. "Besides, those first-years can handle basic curse theory without me for one day. And if they can't, I'll just teleport one of them into the Pacific Ocean next week. Builds character."
You snort. "You're not going to teleport a student into the ocean."
"You're right. Too much paperwork." He grins against your skin. "I'll just make them run laps until they puke. Much simpler."
"You're terrible." You swat at his shoulder, but you're laughing.
"And you love me." His hands are still on your waist, thumbs stroking your sides through your shirt. "Now text your boss so I can have you all to myself."
You grab your phone, squinting at the screen. "What am I even supposed to say?"
"Tell them you're sick."
"I'm not sick."
"You're lovesick. Counts."
You snort. "That's the worst thing you've ever said."
"Objectively untrue. Remember when I told Megumi thatโ"
"I'm texting." You type out a quick message about not feeling well, and the second you hit send, you try to roll away to put your phone back on the nightstand.
Satoru's arms lock around you immediately.
"Nope."
"I'm just putting my phone downโ"
"Don't care. You're staying right here." He pulls you back against his chest, burying his face in your neck. "Mine now."
"Satoruโ"
"Shh. Cuddling."
You laugh despite yourself, settling back against him. His arms are wrapped around you completely, one hand splayed across your stomach, the other coming up to play with your hair.
"You're being clingy."
"Mm-hmm." He's not even denying it. His fingers are running through your hair slowly, and you can feel him breathing against your neck. "Problem?"
"No," you admit. "Justโฆ pointing it out."
"Good." He kisses your shoulder. "Because I'm not letting go."
You just lie there together for a little while. His hand keeps moving through your hair, occasionally trailing down to trace your jaw, your collarbone. It's comfortable. Warm. You're already half asleep again when he moves slightly behind you.
"Baby?"
"Mm?"
"Can you roll over? Wanna see your face."
You turn in his arms, and immediately his hand comes up to cup your cheek. His thumb strokes your cheekbone, and he's looking at you with that soft expression that makes your heart do stupid things.
"Hi, baby.โ he says.
"Hi weirdo.โ
"You're so pretty in the morning."
"I haven't even washed my face."
"Don't care." He leans in, kissing you softly. "Still pretty."
You kiss him back, slow and lazy, and his hand slides from your cheek to the back of your neck, holding you close. It's not urgent, itโs just sweet and affectionate. His other hand is on your hip, his thumb rubbing small circles through your shirt.
When he pulls back, he's smiling. "Love you."
"Love you too."
"Say it again."
"I love you, you absolute menace."
He grins. "Perfect." Then he's kissing you again, a little deeper this time, and you feel his hand slide up your side.
"Satoruโ"
"What?" He's kissing your jaw now, your neck. "I'm just kissing you."
"Your hand isโ"
"Also just existing." But his thumb is brushing the underside of your breast now, and you can feel him smiling against your neck.
"You're ridiculous."
"You love it."
"Debatable."
He pulls back to look at you, and there's something almost vulnerable in his expression. "Stay in bed with me? Please?"
"We already texted workโ"
"I know, butโ" He's playing with the hem of your shirt now, fingers slipping just barely underneath to touch your skin. "I justโฆ I really want you right now. Like,ย reallyย want you."
"I can tell."
"Can you?" He presses his hips forward slightly, and yeah. You can definitely tell. "Because I'm trying to be patient, but you're making it very difficult."
"I'm not doing anything."
"You'reย existing. That's enough." He's kissing your collarbone now, and his hand slides higher under your shirt. "You're so soft. How are you so soft?"
"Satoruโ"
"And you smell good. Why do you smell so good?" He's practically whining now. "It's not fair."
You can't help but laugh. "Are you seriously complaining about me smelling good?"
"Yes. It's distracting." He bites down gently on your shoulder. "Everything about you is distracting. It's a problem."
"Sounds like a you problem."
"It is a me problem." He lifts his head to look at you, and his hair is even more disheveled than before. "I'm obsessed with you. It's embarrassing."
"Is it?"
"Little bit, yeah." He grins, his thumb brushing your side. "Do you have any idea how ridiculous this is?"
"What?"
"You bringย the Satoru Gojoย down to his knees."
You blink up at him. โโฆThat's an incredibly narcissistic way to phrase that."
"It is." He nods solemnly. "Also true. Very impressive feat."
You're laughing now, and he takes the opportunity to kiss you again, his hand sliding higher. "But I'm okay with it."
You're about to respond when he kisses you again and itโs deeper this time, and more insistent. His hand finally reaches your breast, cupping it through your shirt, and you gasp into his mouth.
"Fuck," he breathes. "Can Iโcan I take this off?"
"My shirt?"
"Yeah." He's already tugging at it. "Please?"
"You're so needy."
"I know." He's not even ashamed. "I'mย veryย needy. For you. Always."
You lift your arms, and he pulls your shirt off slowly, his eyes tracking every inch of your newly revealed skin. When he finally gets it over your head, he just stares.
"What?"
"Nothing. Justโ" He shakes his head. "You're so fucking beautiful."
"You've said that."
"I'll say it again." His hands are on your ribs now, thumbs stroking your skin. "And again. And again."
"Satoruโ"
"I'm serious." He leans down, kissing between your breasts. "I wake up every morning and you're here, and I still can't believe it sometimes."
Your heart flutters. "You're being sappy."
"I'm being honest." He looks up at you, and his face looks so soft and sweet. "Can't help it." He's kissing your breast now, tongue circling your nipple. "You make me sappy."
"Mmโthat'sโ"
"Good?" His hand finds your other breast, his thumb and index finger rolling your nipple. "You like that?"
"Yesโ"
"Good." He switches sides, giving your other breast the same attention. "Love the sounds you make. Could listen to them all day."
His hand slides down your stomach, fingers playing with the waistband of your underwear, and you feel him smile against your skin.
"These should come off too."
"Should they?"
"Definitely." He hooks his fingers into the fabric. "Can I?"
"So polite all of a sudden."
"I'm always polite." He's kissing down your stomach now. "I'm a gentleman."
"You're really not."
"Rude." But he's grinning, and he's sliding your underwear down slowly, kissing every inch of skin as it's revealed. "I'm extremely gentlemanly."
"You held me hostage five minutes ago."
"See? Gentleman." He's at your hip bones now, and he bites down gently. "Aย respectfulย gentleman."
You're laughing again now, and he looks up at you with that insufferable smirk.
"What's so funny?"
"You. You're ridiculous."
"And you love me."
"Unfortunately."
"Unfortunately?" He bites your inner thigh, making you jump. "Take it back."
"Make me."
His eyes flash. "Oh, I will." His hands are on your thighs now, spreading them apart. "I'm gonna make you take back every mean thing you've ever said to me."
"That'll take a while."
"Good thing we have all morning." He settles between your legs, and his breath is warm against your skin. "You're awfully mouthy for someone who called me a gentleman."
"I'm not beingโohโ"
He's kissing your inner thigh, slowly and deliberately, and his hands are gripping your legs possessively.
"What was that?" He grins up at you. "Couldn't hear you."
"I hate you."
"No, you don't." He's moving higher now, and you can feel your breath catching. "You love me." He kisses your inner thigh. "That's what matters."
He kisses your other thigh. "Now let me show you how much I love you."
Then his mouth is on you, and any coherent thought becomes impossible.
He takes his time, with long, deliberate strokes of his tongue that make your toes curl. His hands grip your thighs, holding you open, and when you try to close them on instinct, he just pushes them wider.
"Uh-uh," he murmurs against you. "Stay open for me. Wanna see all of you."
"Fuckโ"
"That's it." His tongue circles your clit, and you gasp. "Let me hear you."
"AhhโSatoruโโ
His tongue flattens against you, drags up slowly, then flicks at your clit. Your hips buck up. He keeps doing the same motion, but faster this time, and your fingers twist in the sheets.
"Satoruโoh godโ"
"You tasteย so fucking good," he groans, and the vibration makes you whimper. "Could do this all dayโฆ Might actually do this all day."
"Pleaseโ"
"Please what?" He lifts his head just enough to look at you, and his mouth is wet, his eyes are dark. "Tell me what you need."
"MoreโI needโ"
"I know what you need." He slides two fingers inside you, and curls them up, reaching that spot that makes your legs tingle, and your back arches off the bed. "This?"
"Yesโ"
His mouth is back on your clit. His fingers pump in and out, curling on every thrust. You can't think. You can barely breathe.
"That's it," he murmurs. "Come for me, baby. I wanna feel it."
His fingers curl harder. His tongue flicks faster. You start closing your thighs around him, but he holds them open. Your breathing gets ragged, desperateโ
Heat floods through you. You cry out his name, your hands tangling in his hair.
He doesn't stop.
His fingers keep moving, gentler now, and his tongue has gone soft but it's still there, still circling, lapping at your entrance. You're shaking, gasping, and you think he's going to pull away.
He doesn't.
"SatoruโwaitโI justโ"
"I know." He looks up at you. His pupils are dilated, almost completely covering the blue. "Gonna make you come again."
"I can'tโ"
"Oh, you can." He adds a third finger, stretching you. "You're gonna come on my tongue again, and then I'm gonna fuck you until you can't remember your own name."
"Fuckโ"
His mouth is back on you, and this time he's not gentle. He's devouring you, his tongue working your clit while his fingers pump in and out. The sensitivity from your first orgasm makes everything sharper, and you're already climbing toward another one embarrassingly fast.
"That's it," he groans against you. "Feel how wet you are? All for me. You're so good, baby. You're unreal. You're actually gonna be the death of me one day."
His free hand slides up your body, finds your breast and squeezes.
You break.
Your second orgasm hits even harder than the first. You're crying out his name, your whole body shaking, and he's still not stopping.
"Satoruโpleaseโ"
He finally pulls back, pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs as you come down, trembling and gasping.
"Fuck," you breathe.
"Good?" He's grinning, looking entirely too pleased with himself.
"You're so smug."
"I have reason to be." He crawls back up your body, and you can taste yourself when he kisses you. "You're beautiful when you come. Did you know that?"
"You've mentioned it."
"I'll mention it again." His hand slides between your legs, fingers teasing. "And again. And again."
"Satoruโ"
"I earned it." His hand slides down your side. "And I'm not done with you yet, baby."
"Of course you're not."
"What can I say?" He's positioning himself between your legs now, and you can feel how hard he is. "I'm obsessed with you. Can't help myself."
He lines himself up, and when he starts to push inside, you gasp. He's so bigโyou know thisโbut the stretch is always still so intense.
"Okay?" His voice is strained as he goes slowly, inch by inch.
"Give me a minuteโ"
He stops, buried halfway, and you can feel him shaking with the effort of holding back for you. "Okay, baby. Take your time."
You breathe through it, adjusting, and after a moment, you whisper, "Okay, you can move."
"Thank god," he groans, pushing all the way in until he's completely buried.
"Fuck, babyโ" His voice cracks. "You feelย so good."
He starts moving. Slow, controlled thrusts that make you gasp. Then he hooks one of your legs higher, pushing it up toward your chest, and suddenly he's hitting even deeper.
"Satoruโ"
"There we go." He's watching your face. "Love watching you like this. Soย fucking beautiful."
"You'reโahโridiculousโ"
"Ridiculously in love with you, yeah." He thrusts harder, and you cry out. "That's it, baby. Let me hear you."
His rhythm picks up, each thrust deliberate and deep, and he's still watching your face like he's memorizing every expression.
"You always take meย so well," he groans. "Like you wereย made for me, baby."
"Maybe I wasโoh godโ"
"Fuck, yes." His hand finds your other leg, pushing it up too. "Say that again."
"AhhโMade for youโ"
"That's right." His thrusts become harder, more desperate. "All mine, baby.ย Fuck."
He shifts his hips just slightly, hitting that perfect spot, and you come apart. You're screaming out broken attempts of his name, your whole body shivering uncontrollably.
"Fuck,ย babyโnot yetโ"
Before you can even process what's happening, he's pulling out and flipping you over. His hands grip your hips, pulling them up, and you feel him slide a pillow underneath.
"Ass up for me, baby."
You're still shaking from your orgasm, but you do what he asks. His hand slides down your spine slowly and possessively.
"Fuck, look at you." He squeezes your ass, and you hear him groan.
Then he's pushing back inside. The new angle makes you gasp. He's so deep like this, and when he starts moving, each thrust hits that sweet spot inside you. You swear you can feel him in your lungs.
"Satoruโoh godโ"
"That's it, baby." His hands grip your hips tight enough to bruise. "Soย fuckingย good."
He sets a punishing rhythm. You can feel another orgasm building fast. The sensitivity from your last one makes everything feel like you might actually break apart, and when his hand slides around to your clit, you moan loudly into the mattress, almost screaming.
"You gonna come for me again?" His voice is rough and teasing now. "Can feel how close you are, baby. You'reย so fucking tightย around me."
"Yesโpleaseโ"
His fingers circle your clit faster. You're right on the edge, so closeโ
You break.
You let out a silent scream, your whole body clenching around him. He groans, and it sounds almost pained. His thrusts slow down, getting deeper and more deliberate. He's not chasing anything anymore, he's just feeling the way you're squeezing him.
"Fuck, babyโ" His voice breaks, desperate and raw. "You'reย so fucking tight. Jesus,ย you're actually gonna be the death of me."
His hips move slower now, almost grinding into you, and you can feel him shaking. He's breathing hard against your back, completely overwhelmed, and then his whole body goes almost rigid before he collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress. His arms wrap around you, holding you close, his face buried in your neck.
"Fuck," he breathes, and he sounds completely undone. "I love you so much.ย Fuckโyou wreck me, baby."
You both just stay like that for a few minutes, tangled together, breathing hard, his heart pounding against your back.
Then he moves, rolling onto his back next to you, pulling you with him so you're still close. His arm stays wrapped around you, and when you look at him, his eyes are soft and completely open.
You don't think. You just move, climbing into his lap and kissing him, slow and deep and full of all the love and need you feel for him. His hands immediately find your waist, holding you like you're the only thing that matters.
"Come here," he says, and it's almost pleading.
You're already straddling him, and when you sink down onto him, you both groan into each other's mouths.
"That's it, baby," he breathes against your lips. "Just like that.ย Fuckโ"
You start to move, rolling your hips. His head falls back against the pillow. His eyes stay locked on you though, watching every movement.
"God, yesโ" He grips your hips tighter. "You feelย so fucking good.ย That's my girl."
"Satoruโ"
"I know, baby. I know." He's guiding you faster now, helping you move. "You're doingย so good. Taking meย so perfectly."
Your thighs are burning, but you don't care. You can feel yourself getting close again.
"That's it," he groans, watching you. "Use me, baby. Please. Take what you need. You knowย I love itย when you do."
"FuckโSatoruโ"
"I know. I can feel it." His hips start moving too, thrusting up to meet you, and the added force makes you cry out. "Come for me, baby. Wanna watch your beautiful face when you fall apart on me."
He's fucking up into you now, hard and fast, and his hand slides between your bodies to find your clit.
You shatter. You're letting out breathy and high pitched moans.
"Fuck, yesโ" He's still moving, still thrusting up into you. "So fucking beautiful when you come. I could watch you like this forever, baby."
You're still shivering, still coming down, when you feel his stomach tighten under you.
"BabyโfuckโI'm gonnaโ"
"Come for me," you whisper. "Please,ย Satoru."
That's all it takes.
"FuckโbabyโI love youโfuckโ" His words are broken and desperate. His hips snap up hard. "So goodโyou're *so goodโ*you'reย mineโ"
He grips your hips so tightly it almost hurts, and you feel him pulse inside you as he comes, his whole body shuddering. His head falls forward, forehead pressing against your shoulder, and he's still murmuring against your skin. "Fuckโyou're everything, babyโnever letting you goโ"
You're both breathing hard, shaking, and he's still buried deep inside you. His arms wrap around you, holding you tight against his chest, and you can feel his heart pounding.
"Fuck," he breathes.
"โฆYeah." you breathe.
He laughs weakly, and when he lifts his head to look at you, his eyes are hazy and that breathtaking sky blue again. "That wasโI don't even have words."
"Mhmm." you mumble.
He's kissing your face nowโyour forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your lips. "Seriously, what am I supposed to do with you?"
"Satoruโ"
His hands are running over your skin, like he can't bear to stop touching you. " You're the only one that gets me like this."
"You're being sappy again."
He pulls you closer, tucking you against his chest. "Only for you, baby. Onlyย everย for you."
"I love you too," you say softly.
He's quiet, just holding you, his fingers tracing patterns on your back for a while.
"We should probably shower," you murmur eventually.
"Later." His grip tightens. "Right now I just wanna hold you."
"Clingy."
"Yep." He doesn't even sound ashamed. "You're stuck with me now. Forever. Hope you're ready for that."
"I think I can handle 'the Satoru Gojo'" you say laughing.
"Good." He kisses the top of your head. "Because I'm never letting you go."
"Sounds like a threat."
"Mmm."
And you lie there in his arms, the morning sun streaming through the window, his hands still moving over your skin in gentle swirling patterns, and yeahโ forever sounds pretty fucking good.ย
All Iโm gonna say is that if I could, I would pay a CRAZY amount of money for Maoh King to animate Satosugu smut the way they animated Victuri smut because MAPPA are cowards! They got God tier skills. โ ๏ธ
(More screenshots under the cut for your pleasure~)
