you've been dating satoru gojo for seven months, as of a week ago. you met him at one of his own frat parties and he seemed really sweet, albeit a bit too flirty at times.
but you didn't mind.
your best friend shoko knew him from high school and said he wasn't awful, but her opinions changed after a month of being with him.
you found nudes on his phone of other girls. but he made it up to you with a nice expensive dinner and some new clothes, so how mad could you really be?
not like he did anything in person, right?
so here you are now, walking down the sidewalks to the frat house on yet another friday night to see gojo and party with him. shoko's with you but not voluntarily, more because you always feel safer if she walks home with you.
her usual argument is 'well why can't your boyfriend walk you home?' but most of the time he's just too drunk for that.
"why am i friends with you again?" shoko teases when she spots some people vomiting in the front yard, a grimace on her face.
you giggle and hug her arm, "because we love each other."
she just smiles down at you, ruffling your hair while you both walk up the porch steps. the bass is rumbling against the screen door, rhythmic rattling cutting to a stop as you pull the door open.
the front door opens next and you're overwhelmed with the stench of beer and weed, flashing neon lights scattering around the rooms.
you see bodies upon bodies everywhere – in the living room, in the kitchen, in the dining room that's used for the main source of music and dancing. but no gojo.
you glance nervously in shoko's direction, seeing her eye the room in disdain.
she just sighs and grabs onto your wrist, walking you around the house until you bump into suguru. "hey, where's her boy toy at?" shoko asks.
he shrugs at the two of you, but you can see him hesitate before he talks. "you didn't hear it from me. but he's upstairs."
your eyebrows furrow as you stare at him, seeing a pleading look on his face. "why is he-"
"i'm not giving anymore details. if you want to see him, that's your prerogative."
shoko's lips form a tight line. "got it. thanks."
she doesn't leave your side as you walk up the stairs, and you feel a strong weight on your chest. she seems to understand something that you didn't, but you're not sure you want to understand.
the music becomes quieter and voices muffled as you get upstairs, swallowing your nerves down as you head in the direction of satoru's bedroom.
you freeze – why is there moaning? maybe someone took his room to bang some random girl, or maybe…
you frown deeply as you glance at shoko, who seems disgusted. "hey… we don't have to open the door if you don't-"
"no." you snap, spine rigid. "let's go in."
you flinch at the sound coming from the door, a high pitched and clearly fake 'satoru!' coming out that makes your blood run cold.
you inhale sharply and push the door open loudly on purpose, the door slamming against the wall in a way that makes the walls shake.
and satoru is in there. with some random girl who definitely isn't you. balls deep.
he snaps his head back in your direction and the sweaty smirk on his mouth drops, his hands falling from the girls thighs as he pulls out and scrambles to walk in your direction.
the audacity of him to walk towards you with his dick out, still hard. completely naked.
"babe, please- it's not what it-" you slap him across his face.
the girl in the bed just smirks at you, "your loss, my gain."
you give her a nasty look. "leftovers? wow, so valuable. you two deserve each other. have fun not cumming. he doesn't like eating pussy. it's 'gross'."
everything feels like it's in slow motion as you walk down the stairs, hands shaking and body tense. shoko's right there with you, and you can hear her talking but your brain doesn't really process anything.
you're livid. beyond livid. you could kill someone.
your adrenaline pumps too much, and you leave the party without another word. you catch suguru's glance on the way out, the way he looks deflated and almost a bit upset himself.
but you ignore him, pushing past people and out the door.
no tears come out, nothing but pure rage directed towards satoru.
shoko takes you to get food from the convenience store, something greasy and comforting that you take home with you. the two of you spend the night watching movies, and you don't bring him up once.
you hear the gossip over the next week – people mumbling about it when you're in certain classes. girls coming up to you and asking if you're alright.
one of them tells you about how satoru's claiming that you guys are still together, something that you quickly shut down. you even change your social media to say single.
you're petty, though. and the very few things that you've done so far are not enough to satiate your anger about the whole situation.
you tolerated him for months – the gifts, the food, the lame dates. all he ever did was try to make up for his own uselessness. and now? it's definitely time to put him in his place.
satoru gojo is not the golden boy he thinks he is.
you and shoko sit down over ramen one night to talk about it. it's a thursday, so you're trying to plot the perfect plan of humiliating that loser.
"should i just… show up to his party? maybe do my makeup all nice and dress hot to show him what his loss is." you ask, sipping at the broth.
shoko gives you a look, "no offense, babe, but you'd crawl back to him. we've done this game before."
you shake your head. "no we haven't. this is the one time he let it get physical that i know of. i'm not taking it anymore. i need to make him feel stupid. ignoring him all week hasn't been enough."
she thinks for a moment, eyes glancing around the restaurant before she slams her hands down on the table. "i got it!"
people glance in your direction, but you don't care. the nosiness takes you over.
"what is it?"
she just smirks, leaning in towards you. "sukuna."
"huh?"
"oh my god, sukuna. you know him. the one satoru hates? the rival fratboy?" she stares at you with wide eyes.
you slowly nod, thinking. yeah, satoru did mention him quite a few times. apparently they were buddies but had a falling out years ago, so sukuna started his own frat.
your friend nobara knows one of his frat buddies from that house, actually.
"what about him?"
she slowly points in a direction of the restaurant, your eyes following to see two guys. one with black, spiky hair and the other with pink. "those are his boys. the pink haired one? that's his little brother yuji. nobara's friend!"
you glance at her, not quite understanding. "okay…?"
"girl. fuck sukuna. like… fuck him. in his house. at his party. tomorrow."
your eyes widen, cheeks flaring up with heat. "would he even want me?"
if looks could kill… you'd be dead as hell.
"don't even pull that shit on me. you're sexy. sukuna would probably think so, considering the fact that every guy around here has wanted to get in your pants."
you shrug, "still. is he the type to hookup with girls?"
she looks around for a minute before pulling her phone out. "hold on, we can text nobara."
you grab yours too, opening the group chat.
shoko: hey girl we have a totally normal question
nobara: i'm all ears, what's up?
shoko: would sukuna be dtf our bestie?
nobara: …
nobara: UHHH YES
nobara: PARTY TMRW NIGHT COMEEEEEEEE
you: are you sure they want me there all things considered :(
nobara: girl yes stfu
nobara: sukuna hates that loser soooo he'd probs love the drama
you stare at your phone while thinking, before hearting her message.
she has a point. shoko has a point too. you're allowed to be petty and angry. and fucking someone else is probably going to help you move on anyways.
friday night comes and you wear a good outfit on purpose, doing your makeup nicely too. you want to make sure that if you're gonna potentially hookup with the other popular fratboy, you at least look hot.
sleeping with the enemy, or whatever.
you're angry the whole time you get ready. listening to music that makes you feel better about yourself.
by the time you're ready to go and shoko's waiting for you to come downstairs, you're pretty angry all over again about what's been going on.
and you're more than ready to meet sukuna.
"hey- oh wow. you look hot as fuck." shoko says, eyeing you up and down with a proud grin.
you smile sheepishly, doing a little twirl for her. "you think so? think it'll be enough to catch sukuna's eye?"
she rolls her eyes, "with how nobara talked about him? he'll be drooling over you."
the two of you set out, and it feels strange walking in the opposite direction of where you usually go. instead of taking a left, you take a right. and that pit in your stomach hits hard.
you walk towards an unfamiliar house, nobara standing outside and glancing around. her eyes light up when she sees you and shoko, "GUYS! OVER HERE!"
the two of you laugh as you reach her, small hugs passing between everyone before nobara points at the house.
"so, here's the rundown. sukuna hangs out with everyone at these parties, he likes to make sure everyone knows who's letting them have a good time in his house. biggest issue will be introducing you two." she shrugs, rambling on as she walks you and shoko inside.
you're overwhelmed when you walk through the door, music playing so loud you feel it in your bones.
there's deep crimson lights that scatter around the house, loud conversation ringing lowly beneath the thrum of bass. you lock hands with nobara, then shoko as you walk through the crowded space.
nobara opens a sliding glass door and you head outside, glancing around and catching a beerpong setup with four guys grouped up at it.
"yo yuji! wanna meet my friends?" nobara shouts, the two guys you saw at the ramen shop turning their heads towards you guys.
the pink haired one smiles and waves when he gets up close, "hey! nice to meet you, nobara mentioned what happened with you and your ex. so sorry to hear that, the guy sounds like a dick."
you laugh, shrugging. "no need to apologize. life goes on, y'know?"
he takes you over to the beerpong table and everyone talks for a bit, your eyes wandering around the backyard. there's a pool here, unlike at satoru's. and it seems like everyone here is pretty chill, less rowdy.
you lock eyes with someone who looks similar to yuji, realization settling in your gut.
he's leaning against the fencing as he speaks with another guy, one with dark hair and tattoos. you think you've seen him around before, but you're not sure.
he just smirks at you before taking a sip out of a red solo cup, glancing back to the guy he's talking to. you look away, swallowing hard and glancing towards shoko.
"that's him, right?" you whisper to her.
she glances towards the fence, nodding as she looks back to you, "yup. what do you think?"
you look over again, eyes flickering from his tattooed face down to where his arms struggle against the fabric of his fitted black tee. he looks good. his arms are massive, and the rest of him isn't so far off either.
you inhale sharply, tearing your eyes away from him and staring at shoko. "i think you're a genius, because he's hot as fuck!" you whisper loudly.
nobara glances at the two of you talking and swiftly exits her conversation with yuji, standing in front of you guys with a devious look on her face. "soooo, want me to introduce you?"
before you can answer, her expression changes, "never mind."
you raise your eyebrows, following her gaze to see him walking on his own in your direction.
shoko grabs nobara by her forearm, pulling her over to make some space. "just in case we need to step back and give them some room, 'kay?"
they both look positively evil, smug smirks toying at their lips as you hear the steady steps of him coming up to the three of you.
"who are your friends, kugisaki?"
his voice alone sends shivers down your spine, hesitating to meet his gaze but still doing it anyways. you hold out a hand and introduce yourself, cheeks flaming as he takes your hand in his.
"you're gojo's girl, yeah? the one who dumped him?"
you roll your eyes, sighing. "yeah. that drama got to your side of campus, too?"
he smirks, nodding. "better off without that loser anyway. he doesn't know the first thing about how to treat women."
"don't i know it." you groan, hands cupping your face. "it's just so embarrassing to look back on. i wish one of my friends would have stopped me."
shoko glares, "even if i tried to stop you, or if nobara tried, you would've pulled the 'but i love him!' bullshit. this was just another life lesson to learn from. the lesson this time is to have higher standards in men."
"preach it. if satoru didn't even make you cum, why were you with him for so long?" nobara asks, raising her eyebrows.
you give them both a dirty look, "maybe not the time to talk like this?" you emphasize, your hand pointing at the large man standing to your right.
a buzz vibrates in your pocket and you have a gut feeling you know what it is, swallowing your pride down and not bothering to touch it.
"i don't mind hearing about it, it's hilarious." sukuna says, his eyes tracing your body repeatedly before he clears his throat and points a large finger in the direction of the house, "you want a drink?"
you look up at him and nod, "oh, yeah sure. where can we get some?"
"not 'we', actually. why don't you take her to get one, sukuna?" nobara says, her and shoko slinking off towards yuji and megumi.
you just sigh deeply, grinning at him. "sorry about them. they're trying to get me to rebound as soon as possible."
he grabs onto your hand and you jump, eyes flickering down before meeting his again. he pulls you away from everyone, walking back towards the door you took to get out here.
"can't say i blame them." he shrugs, walking you in the direction of the kitchen and grabbing two new cups. "wasting – what was it, several months? on him. i'm sure they wish you'd picked someone better to waste time with."
you nod curtly at his comment, mixing yourself a drink. "yeah… he cheated on me pretty much the whole time."
he scoffs, "and that's his loss. losing out on a beautiful woman to fuck random sorority girls is tasteless."
"ugh, don't even remind me. when i found him fucking the other girl she tried to talk shit to me. so i gave her a warning about how selfish he is in bed." you take a sip from your cup, grimacing. "i'm not even sad about it. just pissed."
he nods as the two of you start walking back out to your friends, "forget about that prick. just focus on something else tonight."
focusing on him would be a good time.
you swallow thickly at the thought, walking through the door when he holds it open for you. after you go through the living room and back out to outside, shoko and nobara are in the middle of a game with yuji and megumi.
"hey guys!" you wave, sipping at your cup as you stand at the side of the table.
sukuna stands next to you, his shoulder brushing against yours as he watches everyone. you glance at him briefly, breath hitching.
he's so fine.
his eyes are lidded and amused as he watches his brother, his tongue brushing out and running along his bottom lip to wipe off some of his drink.
then, his eyes flicker over to yours. he just smirks and winks at you, nudging you gently with his elbow. you flush and look away, seeing shoko wiggle her eyebrows at you.
you understand why she said that most girls are kinda intimidated by him now. not only is he hot, but he's so self aware and confident in a way that you know isn't an inflated ego.
he's just… himself.
and that's a complete contrast of what you're used to. you'd gotten so used to that fake display of godliness that seeing a man who's actually confident is somehow the hottest thing ever.
and you'll be damned if you somehow don't end up in his bed tonight.
you sip at your cup a few more times before leaning in close, standing on your tiptoes to reach close to his ear. "hey… i need to use the bathroom."
he turns and your jaw clenches at how close he is, breath hitching a bit.
"yeah?"
your eyes flicker to his lips as you breathily reply. "yes."
he tilts his head at you for a second, eyes narrowing before he nods and grips your hand with his to lead you through all of the people.
you blink, quickly following him through the crowd as he guides you away from the noise, heading inside of the glass doors and through the living room, up a staircase tucked in one of the corners.
the party thins out into quieter space, voices fading behind you until it’s just the two of you in a narrow hallway.
you slow slightly near a large door.
“…i lied,” you admit, heat crawling up your neck. “i just wanted to get away from everyone.”
he turns and looks at you, and there's no confusion or surprise in his gaze.
he just slowly takes his time looking you up and down before he nods. "i know."
he pushes the door open, realization hitting. he took you to his bedroom.
you gasp when he pulls you into the room quickly, door slammed shut with his foot as he smirks down at you. "kugisaki mentioned you to me."
your eyebrows furrow, "what?"
"i already knew about your lame breakup. but she said you were coming tonight. told me to make sure you have a good time." he pushes you back and you land on the mattress with a thud, air being ripped from your lungs, "not sure she meant this, but i couldn't help myself."
heat pools in your cheeks as he leans in close, his breath brushing against your lips. "oh… okay." you whisper.
you're shaking underneath him already, nerves shot. his eyes flicker to your lips a few times, "no need to be so nervous."
you let out a nervous laugh, "yeah, my bad. i just…"
"don't want to be left unsatisfied? since that's all you've been for a while, right?"
"...yeah."
he doesn't reply, just leaning in all the way and kissing you deeply. you whine into his mouth at the suddenness, hands gripping onto his shoulders.
his movements are rough as his tongue slides against yours, his hands on either side of your head as his hips drop low to settle on yours. the kiss goes until neither of you can breathe and he's pulling back, pupils dilated.
he just leans down, sloppily leaving kisses along your jaw, down your neck, settling in by your ear and leaving small marks against your skin.
your phone vibrates in your pocket a few times, a small sigh passing your lips.
the first few times, it's not bad. but then it changes to an obvious incoming call.
each time you relax into the stimulation and grow more aroused, it pulls you from the moment.
sukuna pulls back from your neck, his eyebrows raised. "really?"
you frown. "i'm sorry. it's… probably satoru."
he rolls his eyes, hand reaching into your pocket and pulling your phone out to set it on his nightstand. he declines the call on the screen and turns back to you, his hands sliding onto your waist then down to your hips.
he tugs at the hem of your dress, hand sliding up your thigh as he bunches the fabric around your waist.
"c'mon, lift." he orders, your upper body arching upwards as he slides the fabric off of you and tosses it onto the floor. his eyes immediately wander, licking his lips.
he unclasps your bra and tosses it aside, hands kneading your tits for a moment before he moves on.
his fingers brush against your panties, eyes locking onto yours. "you're already soaked."
you look away from him, flushing under his gaze. "...yeah."
you've been throbbing for some kind of attention all night, after all.
he smirks, shifting his body until his face is lined up with your clothed pussy. you stare at him with wide eyes now, breathing uneven.
"oh, i know." he purrs, two fingers sliding along your slit through your panties.
you inhale sharply at the feeling, a small whine coming out.
he slides your panties down, leaving them wrapped around your right ankle before he spreads your sobbing folds open.
"he doesn't like to eat pussy, right? i do." he says, smirking at you before licking a firm stripe along your slit.
your back arches, eyes slamming shut as you cry out lowly.
buzz!
your eyes shoot open, sukuna groaning into your pussy as he pulls back and licks his lips. "grab your phone. read the texts to me. i wanna know what he's saying."
he immediately leans back in, his tongue swirling around your clit in a way that has your toes curling while you struggle to grab your phone and unlock it. you whimper while you open your messages, hands shaking.
"read them- ohmygod- out loud?" you whine, looking down and locking eyes.
he pulls back with a wet chin, nodding. "out loud. and don't stop until i tell you to."
"o-okay…" you inhale sharply, a loud moan passing your lips when two of his thick, long fingers push into your hole.
"um, the first one says, 'hey, i thought you were going to b-be here tonight. where are y-you?' and then, 'baby please take me back, i-i didn't mean to hurt you'." your fingers dig into your phone case as his fingers curl upwards.
you whimper, feeling his fingers still. "keep. talking." he mumbles sternly.
"i'm sorry! the next one is, 'i saw your location. are you fucking kidding me? i-i'm coming there to get you.' and then another-" you choke on your own words when his fingers curl into somewhere that feels unreal. "a-another one that says, '...is there someone else?'"
he laughs against you, his lips suckling your clit hard before he pulls back a bit. loud, wet squelches fill the air from his fingers as his lidded eyes meet yours. "yeah? is there?"
"y-yes!" you whine, slamming the phone down as your fingers curl into the sheets.
you're so close now, teetering on the edge. the moment he starts to do small kitten licks against your clit, you're a goner.
"a-and there were ten missed calls."
he hums in approval, orgasm slamming into your body from the vibration. your back arches, toes curling so hard they cramp as you whimper.
each heavy wave of pleasure consumes you, his fingers and tongue riding you through something you didn't think you'd ever get to experience after being with someone so… lackluster.
when you're crying actual tears and rolling your hips back against the bed to try to get away, he finally pulls back with the sexiest laugh you've ever heard.
he wipes your slick away from his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking as he stands up and strips off his clothes. your eyes wander, locking onto every single tattoo and muscle and only finding more to be mesmerized with.
he pulls his belt off, the metal clinking against the floor before he's unbuttoning and pulling his jeans down. then his boxers drop, your eyes widening.
his cock is huge.
you'll give satoru some credit. his wasn't small by any means.
but sukuna's? wow. talk about… girthy. and scarily long.
you lick your lips at the sight of it alone, breath still unstable from cumming so hard. "can i suck it?" you ask before you can even think, hearing him huff out a small laugh.
"not tonight, princess. another time, though."
you glance up at him and process his words, a small smile forming while you nod. "okay."
he crawls back onto the bed, eyes on yours as he grips onto his cock and smears it along your slit. up and down, sliding it against your sensitive nub until your hips shake, then sliding down to your achy little hole.
he pushes just the tip in, watching your face closely.
your fingernails dig into the blankets, head tossing back against the pillows as a long moan escapes your throat. "holy fuck-"
each thick inch feels like his cock's splitting you open, pussy clamping around him desperately.
"so fuckin' tight." he growls, hands gripping your hips as he pushes until his balls slap against your ass.
you're throbbing around his cock, hips and thighs shaking while your jaw drops open.
you feel your phone buzz next to you while he starts to move his hips, shallowly fucking into you and managing to brush against your cervix with each thrust.
his eyes follow where you're looking, "still bothering you?"
"i-i don't know. do you want me to check?" you ask, fingers fumbling to reach for your phone when he nods.
you open it, gasping.
you: egiw[23t9;l39=
satoru: what???? r u drunk??
satoru: baby pls.
satoru: BABY U NEED TO ANSWER ME
"give me that." sukuna snaps, a hand leaving one of your hips to snatch your phone from your hands.
you whine when he starts thrusting in and out, a steady thump sounding out from the bedframe slamming against the wall. he adjusts himself, the angle hitting somewhere deep that makes you scream out.
your head slams against the pillows repeatedly, eyes rolling back while you struggle to breathe. the amount of pure ecstasy you're feeling is almost too much.
one hand grips your hip tight, tattoos on full display as the camera flashes.
you can see it from behind your eyelids, eyes snapping back open to stare up at him for a moment while you cry out. "w-what are you doing?"
the camera flash stays on for a while longer as he keeps that same angle, "smile for the camera, baby." he barks out, his fingers digging into the fat of your hip.
you cry out, a fucked out smile barely forming on your face before you're clenching your fists and whining again, his cock slamming in and out of you.
the flash finally shuts off – a video.
the room echoes with claps and wet squelches, and he tosses your phone aside.
his other hand comes back down to your hip, holding your body still as he starts a brutal pace.
every slam of his cock deep in your gummy walls makes you feel that steady pressure, an orgasm building up. "s-sukuna please- i'm so close." you whine out.
he grins, one of his hands sliding so his thumb can rub rough circles into your clit over and over again, until your whole body shudders while you cream on his cock.
your hands reach around him, shaking while your fingernails dig into his skin and pull.
he fucks you right through your orgasm, his hips sputtering as he gets close to his own release. he growls lowly, his hands digging into your flesh.
"gonna fill this pretty pussy up with my cum, that okay?"
you nod frantically, legs shakily gripping at him to pull him in deeper.
he groans when he delivers four final blows, his hips completely stilling in you while fat spurts of cum slam against your walls. you can feel every last droplet inside, pussy clamping around him repeatedly to milk his cock.
he leans down and presses a wet, fat kiss on your lips. his tongue swirls against yours, teeth biting down on your bottom lip before he's pulling back with a sigh.
"fuckin' hell, you're trouble." he grins, pulling out slowly. his cock is still hard, but he just ignores it.
he walks around his bedroom as you sit there, breathless and struggling to get your heartbeat to calm down. he comes up with a wet washcloth, wiping you down before he's tossing you some clothes to put on.
your legs shake while you pull his shirt over your head, cum leaking down your thighs while you glance towards the open bathroom door.
you head in there and take a few minutes, going pee before taking a look in the mirror and wincing. your makeup isn't as bad as you'd expected it to be, but your hair? that's another story.
you try your best to fix it up before grabbing the shorts he gave you and pulling them on.
"hey princess, your phone's going off an awful lot." you hear his gruff voice speak up, clicking the bathroom light off and heading to his bed.
he's lying there with just some shorts, arms tucked behind his head as his eyes trace over your body with a smirk. "my clothes look good on you. still prefer you naked though."
you smile, legs still wobbly as you walk over to his bed and sit down next to him.
you glance over at your phone, nerves bubbling up in your stomach as you unlock it.
you: (img.259) she's busy bro.
satoru: wtf is that
satoru: sukuna. i'll fucking kill you.
the photo is… hot. his cock is clearly barreling into you, lens a little shaky. one tattooed hand is nestled on the space between your waist and hip, your eyes rolled back and mouth wide open.
you look so happy.
you glance over to sukuna, eyes wide. "you sent a picture of us fucking?"
"yeah?" he says it like it's obvious and he doesn't understand why you're questioning it.
you hum, "where's the video?"
he glances at you with a nasty smirk. "camera roll."
you squint at him. "you didn't send it to satoru?"
"no," he shakes his head, "that's for us."
"us?"
he blinks, snatching your phone from your hands yet again. you watch as he clicks at things but can't see what he's doing, before he hands it back over. the screen is on a new set of messages between you and a random number.
the video is the only message sent.
you watch as he pulls his phone out and types, glancing down at your phone when it buzzes.
unknown: it's me.
you save his contact immediately, hiding the small grin that threatens to come out.
instead, you text the group chat.
you: ladies…
you: he sent a pic of us to satoru 💀
nobara: a pic of you…?
shoko: WHATTTTTTTT
nobara: oh wait OMG
you: yeahhhhh he's pissed
nobara: well no shit lol
shoko: as he should be
you go to text back but sukuna grabs your phone and clicks the power button, locking your phone and putting it down on his nightstand.
being hypersexual as a girl means staying in my room everyday and masturbating, even if my family could catch me. even if i feel disgusting about myself afterwards.
but ill still do it because this kitty's clit needs rubbing!
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