18+ how roommate!gojo eats you out.
losing the couch fight with roommate!gojo ends in one second, and the next he’s got you pinned under him, grinning down like he found the last drop of water in a desert.
“house rule #20,” he hums, mouth brushing your ear as his hips press into yours, “if you’re already under me, we might as well make the most of it.”
you sigh, trying to squirm but his weight pins you effortlessly. “toru, we should just watch the movie—” satoru grins, ignoring you.
“can’t watch the movie when i’m starving.” his head dips down between your thighs as soft lips kiss your inner thighs.
“there are leftovers in the fridge.” you say at any last attempt at trying to preserve self control, but the way your hips betray you by grinding forward against the warmth of satoru’s lips, you know you’ve already lost.
“nah, found something better,” his tongue parts your slick folds gently, feather light kisses on your clit before he takes a mouthful of cunt, dragging his tongue slowly—testing, tasting, “itadakimasu.”
“fuck—toru...” you gasp, thighs trembling and clenching around his head.
satoru only hums against you, smug and cocky. lips sliding over your folds, teeth nipping gently. “mmh, god, you’re soaked baby, been waiting for me? all this sugar f’me?” he actually slurps—a tease—tongue curling expertly and fingers clutching your hips to hold you still, “’s okay baby, i’ll clean you up all nice.”
“hah—ahhh...god, toru, it’s t-too much—oh,” your voice breaks into desperate moans when satoru starts to suck. tongue sliding in naturally, ravishing every drop of your sweet mess. “shh, i got you,” his chuckles reverberates through your cunt, making you shudder and leaving a heavy ache in its wake. teasing every sensitive spot, satoru grins, “i’ll be going for seconds.”
