hopelessly devoted
cw: nerd gojo x reader , dry humping , not proofread , grammar mistakes , academic rivals , first post , collage au , english is not my first language , mean gojo , porn with plot , smut , teasing , fem dom reader , no use of y/n
Gojo has one motto: he’s the smartest. Annoying, you thought. This guy is good at everything, no matter the topic! And to top things off, he’s a major show off. Whenever you are trying to ace your exams, he’s always a step ahead.
How did this even start? You and Gojo have a long history together. Gojo is 22 while you’re 21. However, you guys had known each other since the first year of high school. Both you and Satoru hated each other deeply during high school and college years, only because you were academic rivals. You didn’t fit the standards of a nerd, though; you were popular, outgoing, and confident. Satoru, on the other hand, was shy, niche, and geeked out. He honestly found you annoying at the start of the high school year, only because you were so popular while maintaining a perfect grade.
There’s no shock when both you and Satoru got accepted into the same top college. After all, you both were the smartest for a reason. Did he hate it? Very much so. He hated it so much that he was crashing out to his best friends, Shoko and Geto.
“I don't even know why she got into stupid jujutsu university,” Satoru said angrily. “It’s not fair! She’s smart but dumb!!” Adding on as he huffed and puffed. “Well, at least you guys aren’t going to have the same major, right?” Shoko said, replying as she was staring at the ceiling, “Plus, it’s not like she’s going to haunt you, Satoru.” Geto added on for Shoko. “But-” Poor Satoru, trying to defend himself even though he’s lost for words. Surely you guys won’t have the same major, right?
As Satoru walked into the business class, who did he see? YOU. At this moment, he wanted to die in a hole. What's arguably worse, all of the seats are taken, leaving you and Satoru sitting next to each other. “Gojo?” You whispered in awe, no way Gojo wanted to sit next to you, and you mentioned the history between you, too. “Look, I didn’t have a choice.” He harshly whispered back. Fuck, maybe he was too aggressive. “Aggressive as always, Toru.” You smiled at him before turning serious once the professor walked in.
Things were slow for months! It was always the same lectures and slide shows. Though the professor randomly assigned the whole class a group project. “Alright, class, we will have an assignment to-do. It will be about marketing management in any business you choose.” The professor spoke in a loud, professional voice.
“Satoru!” you yelled out, trying to get his attention. Dammit, why is he so fast! “What?” he said in his cool, nonchalant voice. “Let’s be partners for the project for business class, hm?” You said, energetic. “Well, is it because of my intelligence that you need me to pass the class, right?” Satoru said with a smug look, “No, because everyone is dumb while you are.. Okay at business.” She said in disgust. Gosh, she hated Satoru so much. “Damn, okay then, my place tomorrow?” Unfortunately, you had to cave in.
Today is the day, unfortunately, you have to go to Satoru’s dorm. Lord, he had anime-related items around the dorm. “Let's go to my room, ‘kay?” He spoke calmly, leading you to his room. Fuck, he was so fucked. Were always this attractive? Satoru couldn’t help but glance at you lying on his bed, getting comfortable while getting work done. Funny enough, he claimed he was going to get more work done, but here he is having a staring problem with you, and it's dangerous. “Are you going to keep on staring at me or work?” You asked while still focusing on the slide show. “Ye-yeah, I am working!” He said in defense. Satoru was NOT getting work done at all. You got up and cupped his cheeks while climbing on his lap, feeling something hard. “You kept on staring at my ass, Toru, no need to lie.” You chuckled softly, slowly grinding on the poor nerd. “Ngh— fuck..” Satoru whimpered out, tilting his head back. “Hah.. Bet this is your first time cumming, hm?” You said dangerously. Satoru is addicted to how your hips feel, creating friction between your clothed sex. Poor Satoru couldn’t handle it and came in his pants.
Satoru took off his pants and boxers, revealing his 8-inch cock. Gosh, it’s always the nerds who have the longest dicks. As you were about to take off your micro shorts (Gojo cant lie that you looked beautiful in them), you noticed him staring at you like a lost dog. How cute. “Beg.” You said, smirking, “Hu-huh?” he said in shock, jerking back. “Beg for me to take off my shorts.” You said, giggling. Satoru didn’t hesitate, oh no, not at all. “Please, look at my poor cock, it’s all hard for you.” He said, whimpering, grinding on your leg as he was on his knees. You can’t help but feel a surge of pride in how the most egotistical person is on his knees, all because he likes the feeling of how a woman grinds on him. Disgusting. You end up taking off your clothes, and Satoru can’t help but cry slightly at how beautiful you are. The way your breasts look down to your pussy lips. He was immediately drooling. And oh boy, where were you guys about to have fun.
if u made it this far should i continue ? ( i will if it gets popular ;D)