HAVE YOUR BABIES ! g. satoru
ಇ sum. desperate for a job, you apply for a babysitting position, only to catch the attention of the extremely handsome single father who hired you. what starts as a simple arrangement between a sweet young babysitter and her employer slowly turns into something that makes it impossible to remember this was ever supposed to be just a job.
content. dilf!satoru gojo ໒ྀི fem!reader modern au, age gap (early 20s & early 30s), use of y/n, power imbalance, obsessive!gojo (yandere if u squint), reader-insert, she’s so shy. explicit smut!! — unprotected piv, heavy brēēding, daddy kink, mästurbätion, spitting & licking, size kink, pūssy whipped!gojo, sqùïrting, praise, overstimulation, tummy bulge, implied multiple orgs, creampie.
balancing college life in tokyo wasn’t exactly how you imagined your early twenties…
between lectures, assignments, and your tuition bill every semester, you were realizing that surviving on gas station food and hope wasn’t going to cut it. your scholarship covered some expenses, but not nearly enough.
you needed a job. preferably one that paid more than minimum wage. unfortunately, every part time position you found either had terrible hours or terrible pay.
on one exhausting evening in your dorm room, you sat cross legged on your bed, laptop open, determined to find something.
you sighed, scrolling through listings. cafe jobs, convenience stores, tutoring sessions… nothing was really jumping out at you.
until one post caught your eye.
location: residential district, west tokyo.
requirements: must enjoy children and have patience.
your eyes widened. sixteen thousand yen in one day??? that was more than enough to help with rent, books, groceries… and maybe even let you spoil yourself occasionally.
the location was only twenty minutes from your dorm, situated in one of those upscale neighborhoods filled with elegant homes.
without thinking twice, you clicked. the profile attached to the posting was surprisingly simple. the guardian’s name was satoru gojo. he had three children and no spouse.
need someone trustworthy to look after the kids during the day due to my busy work schedule. they’re energetic, but good kids! :D
attached below was a family picture. the man standing behind the children was ridiculously handsome. he had a lean build, snow white hair, and bright cerulean eyes.
he had one arm around a little pink haired boy who was smiling happily at the camera, an orange haired girl who stood proudly with a hand on her hip, and lastly a black haired boy who was just standing there looking annoyed…
you created your profile quickly. you added your age, college information, previous experience helping with younger cousins, and wrote a polite introduction.
hello! my name is y/n. i’m currently a college student and would love the opportunity to help care for your children. i have experience with younger family members, and i’m responsible, organized, and flexible with scheduling. i look forward to hearing from you.
after proofreading it a couple of times, you finally pressed send.
but after a few hours, nothing came back. you finished assignments, ate dinner, did literally anything to distract yourself and let time pass by.
you convinced yourself that someone else got the job, probably someone with years of experience. not some broke college student who was just trying to survive tuition.
at the end of the day, you sighed and climbed into bed, your eyes closing as a strange feeling of doubt twisted in your chest.
tomorrow would be another day…
the sound of your phone vibrating woke you up the next morning.
groaning, you reached over and rubbed your sleepy eyes. you sighed, scrolling through your notifications. “ugh, what n—oh!“
1 new message from: satoru gojo
good morning! i read your profile and the kids voted yes after seeing your picture. congratulations, you got the job! i’ll see you tomorrow around 8 a.m. the address is attached below. looking forward to meeting you, y/n. ♡
your eyes widened, and your jaw dropped. you did all that stressing for nothing. you really got the job… you out of everybody! you couldn’t remember the last time you were this excited.
you’re life was finally about to change for the better.
the next morning came way faster than you expected. all of yesterday, you couldn’t stop thinking about how much your life was going to change… to the point where you got up before your alarm even went off.
usually, you’d be walking around in casual lounge clothes like sweats or hoodies. but today, you wanted to make a good first impression. you freshened up and put on an off-the-shoulder long sleeve with foldover leggings. it was cute, simple, and nothing too flashy nor too dull.
you applied your mascara, blush, and lip gloss. after grabbing your bag filled with everything you needed and checking the address for the nth time, you left your dorm and took the train toward the quieter side of the city.
by the time you arrived, you were taken aback by how beautiful his house looked. there were trees and flowers surrounding it everywhere. the whole neighborhood looked wealthy and stunning. it made you realize just how out of place you felt, knowing you were just a broke college student trying not to drown in debt…
you swallowed your nerves. you didn’t want to overthink it. you were already standing at the man’s front door, so you reached over and rang the doorbell.
your heart warmed when you heard little voices shouting from inside. you smiled to yourself. this was going to be a long ass day.
then the door swung open, and your eyes sparkled. standing before you was the man from the picture—except he looked so much better in person.
he was so tall you had to tilt your head back just to look at him. he had broad shoulders, the same shaggy white hair, and wore a periwinkle button-up. his sunglasses hid his eyes, but that didn’t make him any less attractive.
his soft lips curved into a warm grin. “ah, you made it,” he said, his voice was amiable and smooth like butter.
you blinked. “oh! good morning.. mr. gojo.”
“morning, y/n. come on in,” he stepped aside. as you entered, your eyes wandered around the room. it was just as beautiful as the outside. sitting on the couch were two children who were really invested in a cartoon. they both turned their heads the second they heard you walk in.
the orange-haired girl gasped. “you’re so pretty!”
“oooh! really pretty!” the pink-haired boy agreed, nodding frantically.
your eyebrows lifted at the compliment. “aww, thank you!”
satoru smiled and motioned toward them. “y/n, these are yuji and nobara.” they both waved and said hi, tiny feet swinging.
“it’s nice to meet you both,” you greeted with a smile.
“where’s megumi?” satoru asked, glancing at the kids over his sunglasses.
“in bed, i think,” yuji shrugged.
satoru sighed dramatically. “of course he is…” he flashed you an apologetic smile. “excuse me for a second.”
you nodded, watching him head upstairs. “megumiii,” he sang as he opened the bedroom door.
you could hear fabric shuffling, almost like someone was trying to disappear beneath the blankets. “why’re you hiding from the babysitter? that’s not nice.”
a few seconds later, footsteps made their way downstairs. behind satoru stood a little black-haired boy with sharp eyes and an irritated expression.
“and this,” satoru announced, ruffling the boy’s hair, “is megumi.”
megumi groaned, sucking his teeth. “…hi.” he stared at the floor instead of at you.
“hi, megumi.” you greeted him with the same soft, professional smile.
satoru had to leave soon, so he offered to show you around before heading to work. “come on.” you nodded and followed him through the spacious house.
as you walked through each hallway and room, he explained everything you needed to know. thankfully, none of the kids had any allergies. their emergency contacts were on the refrigerator, lunch was around two, dinner was around six, and bedtime was at eight-thirty. only because satoru usually got home around nine, though sometimes earlier if he got lucky.
you listened carefully, mentally storing away every bit of information. it wasn’t overwhelming, but there was definitely a lot to remember.
satoru noticed the thoughtful look on your face and smiled. “i know it sounds like a lot…”
you immediately shook your head. “no, it’s fine. i just want to make sure i remember everything.” you said, laughing softly.
he hummed. the sound alone made your stomach flutter. leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, he tilted his head. “yeah… but a pretty girl like you should have all that figured out already, right?”
your brain completely stopped working. pretty girl… was he… flirting with you? the words caught you so off guard that you almost forgot why you were there in the first place.
you quickly forced yourself back into professional mode. “yes, sir…”
your voice came out much quieter than you’d intended. he noticed immediately. a low chuckle escaped him. “i figured.”
you refused to acknowledge how warm your face suddenly felt. instead, you looked down at your hands, absentmindedly fiddling with your fingers.
“well, that’s everything!” satoru pushed himself off the wall and headed back toward the front entrance. the sounds of cartoons gradually grew louder as the two of you returned to the living room.
he grabbed his keys from the table. “i’m heading out.” yuji, nobara, and megumi all looked away from the television.
“can you bring snacks when you come back… pleaseee?” yuji asked hopefully.
“…i’ll think about it.” unlocking the front door, he looked back at the kids. “bye, munchkins.” then he looked at you. the same playful smile appeared again. “see you tonight, y/n.”
“see you later, mr. gojo.”
his expression twitched slightly at the title, though he decided not to comment on it this time. he walked out, and the front door closed behind him.
after feeding them lunch, dinner, and making sure they all took a bath, it was finally bedtime. they were already tucked beneath their blankets, each of them hugging a different plushie.
“alright, time to go to sleep, babies. goodnight,” you said softly, turning off the lamp that glowed warmly beside the bed.
“goodnight,” nobara and yuji replied, the sleepiness in their voices already apparent. megumi was practically asleep, his lashes resting against his chubby cheeks.
as you turned toward the door, a small voice stopped you. “y/n?”
you looked back to see yuji peeking over his blanket. “yes, yuji?”
he hesitated, his lips forming a little pout. “are you gonna be here tomorrow?”
your heart melted just a little. “if your dad still wants me here, then yeah.” yuji grinned, his little feet wiggling beneath the blanket. “okay!”
“…obviously she’s coming back, dummy,” nobara muttered.
“then go to sleep,” nobara huffed, sounding more irritated by the second.
“you go to sleep,” yuji mumbled back.
nobara cracked one eye open. “i was asleep before you started talking!!”
her raised voice made megumi stir. “both of you need to shut up…” he muttered into his pillow.
you laughed quietly to yourself as the three of them bickered. opening the door, you stepped out and gently closed it behind you with a soft click. then you headed downstairs, back into the living room, and settled comfortably onto the couch.
now that they were in bed, what was there left to do?
you knew you’d be here almost the entire day, so you’d brought your laptop with you. pulling it from your bag, you opened it and clicked on netflix to catch up on one of your favorite shows.
two hours passed, and you heard the door unlock. pausing your show, you looked up to see satoru stepping inside.
he was still in his work clothes, though they weren’t nearly as neat as they had been that morning. his shirt was unbuttoned slightly at the collar, and his hair looked a little messier than the last time you’d seen him. but just because he looked a little exhausted doesn’t mean that he didn’t look good. in fact, he somehow looked more better like this.
his sunglasses now hung from the collar of his shirt, finally allowing you to see those striking blue eyes framed by long white lashes.
when his eyes landed on you, a smile spread across his face. “there she is.”
“…welcome home,” you said, closing your laptop and slipping it back into your bag.
“the kids asleep?” he asked, the sound of his keys falling into the bowl near the door. you nodded. “yes. they went to sleep about two hours ago.”
“perfect,” he praised softly, “wow, you’re amazing.” his words made your heart flutter, but you brushed them off. maybe he’s just naturally charming. he looks like the type to be all friendly and make everyone feel special. besides… he literally looks like a model or a j-pop idol. someone like him probably has women throwing themselves at him all the time. there’s no way he’d be interested in someone like you.
“…it wasn’t that hard,” you admitted honestly. “they were really good today. yuji even asked me if i was gonna be here tomorrow.”
he hummed, eyebrows raised in surprise. “oh really? they must like you then. the last babysitter i hired for them quit the first day,” he said, laughing.
the spacious room filled with both of your laughter. then something seemed to click in his head. “oh… before i forget.”
he grabbed an envelope from the table before walking over and holding it out to you, his tall frame towering above yours. “here’s your payment for today.”
you smiled. the whole reason you were here was finally in your hands. you looked down at the envelope, reading the little “for y/n” written neatly across the front in blue ink. “thank you so much.”
“i should be thanking you,” he replied, plopping down beside you on the couch. his legs spread comfortably, close enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from him.
after a moment of silence, he sighed, letting his head fall back against the couch. “it’s getting late…”
“yeah,” you agreed. “i should probably get going now… before the last trains get too crowded,” you said shyly, grabbing your bag and your phone.
he tilted his head. “do you have to?”
“…i think that it’d be better if you stayed,” he assured quietly. “there’s a guest room upstairs if you want. i’d feel better knowing that you’re here instead of traveling across the city this late at night.”
you blinked. you’d originally planned on heading back to your dorm after receiving your pay, but… the idea of traveling this late did sound exhausting. and this house was comfortable enough that you wouldn’t mind staying. “okay, i’ll stay.”
he grinned. “i was hoping you’d say that. come on, let me show you where it’s at.” he got up, motioning you to follow him. you grabbed your things before trailing after him upstairs.
“so…” he said, glancing back at you. “what’s your favorite color?”
“my favorite color?” you repeated, taken aback by the random question. “yeah,” he said casually.
you thought about it for a second before answering him. “mmm… baby pink.”
“baby pink…” he repeated thoughtfully, tasting the words like it was something sweet. “i can see that.”
you smiled. “what made you ask that?”
“i just like getting to know people,” he replied, glancing back at you with an innocent smile. which was true, he genuinely enjoyed learning little things about the people he met. but honestly, there was something about you that made him want to know even more.
once the two of you reached the room, he opened the door for you. inside was a gorgeous guest room. it looked so much better than your dorm room.
“wow… it’s so pretty in here,” you complimented. you stepped inside and carefully set your belongings on the edge of the bed before turning back toward him. “thank you for letting me stay.”
the sincerity in your voice made him smile. “my pleasure.” he yawned before stretching, letting out a quiet sigh of relief that made your body react in a way you didn’t understand.
“but i think it’s time we both got some sleep…” he mumbled, his voice growing sleepy.
“mhm…” he looked at you for a second, then he stepped closer, and before you could acknowledge it, he lifted one hand, fingertips brushing beneath your jawline, tracing along the curve before stopping beneath your chin. your breath caught and your eyes widened.
“sleep well, y/n.” his voice was so warm and soft… suddenly, your legs felt like jelly.
“o-oh… uhm—” you stammered, heat rushing to your face. you wanted to disappear after stuttering in front of a man this fine.
“g-goodnight… mr. gojo,” you mumbled, looking anywhere else in the room because you didn’t know what would happen if you looked into his eyes any longer.
a quiet chuckle escaped him. “mr. gojo again?” his thumb tapped lightly beneath your chin. “you can call me satoru, sweets. don’t have to be so formal…”
“oh… right. goodnight, satoru,” you mumbled. his smile grew wider. “there you go,” he purred.
he let go of your face before giving you a small wave and stepping backward into the hallway. “night.” he said, closing the door with a soft click.
now you were by yourself again. you stood there staring at the closed door, lips slightly parted. your shaky fingers drifted to the spot beneath your jaw before both of your hands flew up to cover your face. “oh my god…”
after a moment, you sat down on the bed and reached for the envelope resting beside your belongings. you opened it and saw that it was twenty thousand yen instead of sixteen thousand.
“…he gave me extra?” you murmured, you guessed that he decided to round it up just for you… but this wouldn’t be the last time that satoru would take care of you.
months later, the room that was once labeled a guest room slowly started to become your own.
it was bigger and far more comfortable than your dorm room, and constantly going back and forth became exhausting. eventually, you found yourself spending more nights here than on campus; and before you knew it, you were more of a live-in nanny than just a babysitter.
the more you stayed, the more satoru learned about you. he became so attentive over you, the fridge began to be filled with your favorite foods and beverages.
he even renovated your room. he decorated it with soft whites and baby pinks, complete with the cutest vanity you’d ever seen, while still making sure it reflected your interests. figures lined the shelves, and posters from your favorite shows decorated the walls.
he spoiled you sooo much. he’d drive you to class, or anywhere else you wanted to go. if you had an important exam coming up, he’d surprise you with your favorite flowers, a brand-new plushie, and a handwritten note that read: “good luck, sweetie! you got this!!! — toru ♡”
if he overheard you mention your favorite shoujo manga even once… the entire box set would somehow appear in your room the very next day. and whenever you’d wear his favorite little cami and shorts set—the striped one trimmed with delicate lace… he’d add another sixteen thousand to your paycheck.
he really saw a future with you. late at night, when everyone else in the house was asleep, he’d find himself lying awake, jerking off while thinking about you. pumping and squeezing his dick as he’d picture you helping the kids get dressed in the morning, feeding them breakfast, doing nobara’s hair, helping yuji tie his shoes, tucking megumi into bed…
sometimes he’d remember the day he accidentally walked in on you just after you’d stepped out of the shower. water still clinging to your skin, your body wrapped in nothing but a tiny towel. his face would burn all over again. or he’d simply think about how adorably shy you still got whenever he complimented you.
the kids already loved you, and you adored them just as much. not too long ago, yuji called you “mommy” and they all went with it because at this point, you were their mother. there’s nothing that he wanted more than for you to become a permanent part of their family.
one morning, the house was warm with the smell of breakfast. satoru was in the kitchen, casually flipping pancakes. you were curled up on the couch, half-wrapped in a blanket, watching the kids run around in the living room.
then yuji suddenly slowed to a stop. “nobara!” he called. nobara turned around, walking to him. “hm?” he leaned close, cupping his hand over his mouth so only she could hear.
“don’t you think that we should ask dad for a baby sibling?” he asked.
yuji frowned. “cause i don’t know how to ask dad… and i want another sibling to play with.”
nobara rolled her eyes. “it shouldn’t be hard… just go ask him.” yuji winced. “but i’m scared… what if he says no?”
nobara shrugged. “i dunno.” yuji groaned, tiny hands balling into little fists. “but i want a baby! why can’t mommy and daddy give us one right nowww?” but this time, he wasn’t whispering at all.
nobaras eyes widened, and she smacked his arm. “why’re you so loud!?”
your entire face warmed instantly. you’re wondering if satoru had hear them. of course he did… you looked at him to see if he was as shocked as you are, just to see him glancing at you. you averted your eyes back to the tv.
“…sit down, you two. breakfast will be ready soon,” he said calmly.
“okay, pa!” yuji chirped. nobara shook her head before walking over and sitting next to you on the couch.
the rest of breakfast carried on normally (surprisingly). everyone ate their food, but you had to wipe yuji’s face because it was sticky with syrup.
and satoru… satoru was quiet, which is really strange for him. he was eating his breakfast as well, but every now and then, you’d catch him looking your way, and the moment your eyes met, he’d smile to himself before looking away again.
you couldn’t quite figure out why, but for the rest of the day, he stayed busy. so you couldn’t contact him even if you wanted to. you barely exchanged more than a few words with him.
you couldn’t tell if you were just imagining it, or if he was giving you space after the kids’ accidental comment. normally he’d find some excuse to tease you or ask how your classes were going. not today though.
by the time the kids had eaten dinner, finished their homework, and finally fallen asleep, you figured he was just exhausted from work.
you freshened up and changed into your pajamas before lying on your stomach with one of your books. it was hard not to think about that awkward breakfast incident, but you tried. just as you flipped the page, your phone buzzed.
satoru: come to my room, there’s something that i need from you
it wasn’t unusual for him to ask you questions about the kids, their schedules, or whatever else, but this late at night felt a little odd.
curiosity got the best of you. you slipped a bookmark between the pages, slid on your slippers, and quietly stepped into the hallway, wondering what could possibly be important enough to wait until everyone else was asleep.
the house was so quiet you could hear the soft rustle of your clothes as you walked down the hallway. when you reached satoru’s door, you hesitated for a moment before gently knocking. “satoru…?” you called softly.
from the other side of the door came his familiar voice. “come in.”
you slowly turned the handle and stepped inside. despite living here for months, it was still rare for you to enter satoru’s room. so it felt like the first time every time you walked in.
your eyes widened when you saw him. he was leaning back against the headboard, shirtless, revealing his toned physique. the blankets were draped over his lower half, hiding the rest from view.
“…hi,” you mumbled, lingering near the door, unsure whether you should walk over or stay where you were. he didn’t answer right away. he simply watched you, his gaze fixed on you as though you were the only thing in the room. his eyes were low, carrying an expression you couldn’t quite name.
after a few quiet seconds, he patted the empty spot beside him. “come here,” he said calmly. you did as he asked, making your way across the room before carefully climbing onto the bed beside him.
he looked at you for a moment before smiling. “closerrr…” his teasing tone made you frown in confusion. you scooted a little closer until your hands were nearly brushing.
“so… what is it that y—mm!” before you could finish, he grabbed your jaw, and pulled you into the most messiest kiss ever. and surprisingly, you let him. you kissed him back, hands instinctively going for his broad chest.
his lips were so soft and tender, it was impossible for you to not melt in his hands like putty. after a few seconds, he pulled away and began kissing on your jaw, down to your neck. his arms wrapped around your waist tightly, as if he didn’t want to let go.
“fuck, you smell so good…” he murmured against your neck, inhaling that cozy vanilla and marshmallow scent that you always seem to wear. you let out a small moan when he started to suck on your sweet spot. it’s like he was trying to devour you, and maybe he was.
between kisses, more and more confessions kept spilling out of his lips. “the kids love you… but i love you more. i swear,” he whispered.
“i… i love you too,” you confessed, lips all swollen and slicked with spit. satoru made quick work to take off your clothes. fingers slipping under your shirt, pulling them off to reveal your pebbled nipples. he groaned at the sight before wrapping his lips around one of your breasts and fondling the other, making you gasp.
“ah!—mmm…” your clit throbbed. you could feel the slick leaking down your thighs as his tongue circled around your nipples. your hand tangled into his frost white hair, pushing him closer into your chest. he spat on your areola, letting it run down your swell breast before licking it up. his hot breath fanned over your sensitive nubs, making you shiver.
when he was done, he pulled away with a pop. leaving your tits all wet and erect. he smirked, rough hands running down your side. “i’ve been thinking about what they said for a while…” he said, a hint of playfulness in his voice as he laid you down, hovering over you.
“the kids said that they want another sibling, pretty girl. as mommy and daddy, we should give them what they want, yeah?” his fingers slipped under your panties, slowly tugging them off.
you shyly avert your gaze before nodding. “yes…”
he snorted. sigh, you were insufferably adorable. “there’s no need to be shy, baby. i got you.” he murmured, spreading your legs to look at your folds that were glistening with slick, and your cute, puffy clit peeking out. “mm, look at how wet and ready you are...”
he was only wearing his boxers. tugging those down, his dick finally sprung out. your eyes widened. how the hell was that gonna fit in you?! it was the perfect balance between long and girthy, with a pink tip that was glossy from the pearly precum leaking out of it.
he grabbed your hips, biting his bottom lip as he slapped his tip against your clit. you jolted slightly, feeling his shaft glide up and down your slit before pushing inside you.
“hnngh—! sa-satoru…” your eyes squeezed shut. you could feel his tip push inside you slowly, precum smearing along your walls, forcing them to open up just for him. oh, he loves the sound of his given name on your tongue. loves it even more when you’re moaning it.
“m’ gonna take good care of you, baby. gonna make you feel so nice and full…” he groaned when he felt your cunt suck him in so achingly good. “f.. fuck, sweetheart. how’re you fitting all this inside?” he chuckled breathlessly. there’s barely any space in that little pussy of yours.
warm tears brimmed in your eyes as he started to move. you could feel every inch of him deep inside, dick sliding in and out of your sopping hole. “hurts.. s’ t-too big, toru. too big!”
toru?… you’ve never called him that before. it made his dick throb hard. this was everything to him, like a dream that he didn’t want to wake up from. at first his thrusts were slow and cautious, but now he decided fastened the pace.
“aw, i know, baby. but you’re taking it so well,” he purred. the bedroom was filled with soft moans and the wet, obscene sound of his heavy sack hitting your ass as he sped up his rhythm. a white frothy ring was already forming on the base of his cock.
your wispy lashes fluttered. his curved shaft digged and punched your cervix to the point where your vision was completely blurred. you reached out to him absentmindedly, unsure for what exactly.
he raised a brow before chuckling. “wanna hold my hand?” he asked, you nodded and he grabbed your hand, thick fingers lacing with yours.
“your hands are so small compared to mine…” he murmured, almost to himself. “so cute.”
you got a little too loud when his tip kissed your g-spot, a loud whine escaping from your lips. your grip on his hand tightened, and your legs shook, instinctively wrapping around his waist to keep him pressed inside.
“shhh… you’re so loud tonight, pretty. don’t wanna wake the kids up, do we?” he teased, voice saccharine. he liked this version of you. that sweet, shy girl was nowhere to be found.
you gasped, shaking your head. you completely forgot all about them. all you could think about is satoru, and how good he is at fucking. “n-no! mmfgh—m’sorry… just feels tooo good..”
he hummed. “yeah?” his other hand rested on your lower stomach, pressing down so he could feel his dick glide and poke from the inside, drawing even more moans from you. “… y’ feel that? deep in your guts, ruining this sweet pussy…”
his eyes flicked down to the creamy mess between your thighs, noticing your neglected clit practically winking at him to touch it—all sensitive and lubricated in slick.
“oh, how could i forget about her?” his hand trailed down, thumb rubbing the puffy nub in fast, burning circles. you yelped. your body tensed up, walls squeezing hard around his shaft. you started to feel an unusual pressure in your stomach, as if you were about to pee…
“t-toruuu! please—wait! feels weird!” you squirm under him, and satoru only presses harder. he wants nothing more than to see you unravel. your toes curl, and your eyes squeeze shut. high, airy moans coming out of your drooling mouth.
then it hits you. your pussy starts gushing everywhere, getting all over your thighs and his abdomen—leaving you dazed and breathless. your body feels light, and your legs are tired, falling from his waist… did you just squirt for the first time?
satoru kept rubbing your clit, licking his lips as more of the juices erupt from you. “…never would’ve guessed that my baby was a squirter,” he said, smirking.
he pulled out just enough to leave the tip inside, then slammed back in, knocking the breath from your lungs. you cried out, overstimulated and exhausted as he kept moving.
“i’ve been wanting to have you like this for so long, y’know…” he breathed out, hips rutting into yours so hard that it sent waves through your body. “to have you all… mmngh—needy and whiny on my dick.”
as you looked up at him, his face was flushed, hair drenched in sweat, and his eyes were heavy as they bored into yours. he was completely gone. the room smelled like sex and vanilla. at this point, you couldn’t form any coherent sentences. just moaning his name and blabbering about how he was “too big” for you. “toruuu…”
“sweetheart,” he whispered, continuing his torturous acts on your womb. “this pussy… it’s mine now, right? i’m the only man who gets to be inside you?” he pushed deeper, lengthy shaft stirring your insides. he was rambling just as much as you were now, completely drunk off of you.
“yes. it’s yours, toru. only yours…” you breathed out, eyes low and glossy.
a smile of feral satisfaction spread on his face. “mmm, good girl.. so perfect for me.” he leaned down, kissing you, tongue swirling around yours. you moaned in his mouth as you kissed him back.
he kissed along your neck—wet and filthy. “damn… m’ already close princess..” he huffed, lips latching onto your shoulder as his pace grew sloppier, stomach tightening. his body locked up, letting out a long, broken moan against your skin as warm, thick ropes of his cum stuffed you full.
you both regained your breath, your chest flushed against his as he put all of his weight on top of you. you thought that it was finally over… until you felt him slowly roll his hips. “s-satoru…! m’ tired.”
“just let me do the rest, baby. m’ not stopping anytime soon.”
you don’t know how long it’s been. satoru came inside you so many times, you lost count after the second round. he flipped you around and bent you into any position he could think of. his stamina was insane, you don’t even know if he’s human anymore… no matter how much he heaved or sweated, he showed no signs of fatigue.
he gutted you like a fish, drilling his cock into you over and over again until you gave him another orgasm… you were convinced that he was trying to give you triplets at this point.
your body was soaked in sweat, and a mixture of you and satoru’s cum coated your inner thighs. your breathing was a wreck, broken little gasps like you’ve forgotten how to breathe completely. every thrust sloshes his cum deeper inside. “m’ so f-full…” you whimpered.
he hummed. “yeah, you are, sweets.” after a while he pulled out, his smirk widened at the sight of the creamy mess coating his dick, and your poor hole clenching around nothing.
“now we wait for that pretty little belly to grow, hm?” he teased, only to be met with silence. his brows lifted slightly as he reached over, gently brushing a few loose strands of hair away from your face.
your eyes were closed, your lashes resting softly against your cheeks, and your breathing was slow and even. a small smile tugged at his lips.
“oh… guess i wore you out.”
