Jealousy Frustrations
Gojo called you to his private office where you found him seating on his swivel chair, waiting for your arrival. After a whole day of not getting enough attention from your boyfriend, you had decided to take matters into your own hand.
You acted extra friendly towards his students and especially towards Nanami – asking him to take you with him as he teaches Yuuji the ropes of exorcism, telling him corny jokes and puns, and the likes in hopes to catch a bit of his interest, and boy, you were over the clouds that it worked.
As much as he tried to play it off, you can feel his possessiveness growing every time you walk towards Nanami to tell him something; without a fail, his arm will always find its way towards your lower back and discreetly grip your hip strongly – telling you implicitly to already drop your childish act.
And now you stand before him, with his desk between the two of you, as he stared calmly at you with a faint smile, not saying a word.
“Why did you call for me?” You asked innocently.
“You know why, y/n.” he rests his elbows on his knees and took off his mask. His platinum locks fall on his face and his ethereal ocean blue eyes met your dilated brown orbs – you’ve been anticipating for his attention, but of course, you won’t let him take it out of your mouth.
“I literally don’t have the slightest idea, babe. Tell me already so I can finally go with Nanamin and Yuuji.”
He started laughing, stood up from his chair, and started walking towards you. Each step he took made you step back out of instinct. Once your back is against the wall, he slammed his arm beside your head and bent down so his head is leveled with yours.
“You have my attention now for sure, y/n.” he said whilst chuckling at you, his voice full of venom.
“Turn around.”
“Why—”
“I said. Turn. Around.” He said in a low register. It was at this moment you realized that you finally pushed his buttons. You stared at him a little longer before finally turning your back to him.
He roughly grabbed both of your arms and bound them together behind you; you didn’t know where did he got the restraining object and how he somehow made it magically appear on him, but you didn’t have time to form insignificant questions in the back of your head as he tugged to towards his previous place. He sat back down with you right in front of him.
“Satoru?” His name rolled out of your tongue in a quieter tone, and meeting his gaze became a slightly difficult task to carry out now unlike before.
He easily unzipped your pants and yank it off together with your underwear. He then pulled you towards his lap and spread your legs to have you cradle him.
“Here’s what gonna happen,” he reached towards the drawer of his desk, “no matter what happens, don’t cum.”
You tried to turn your head to see what the hell is he grabbing, but he caught your chin and pulled you closer to his face. You thought he’s leaning for a kiss for how close your faces are—you can practically feel his hot steady breath, and the smell of his mouthwash is faintly hitting your nose—but he didn’t.
“You forgot to give me your answer, y/n.”
“Y-yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, daddy.”
He hummed, satisfied with your answer, and you felt this strong vibrating sensation on your private area which earned him an audible surprised gasp. You tried to lean your hip away from the toy, however, he snaked his arm on your lower back strongly and pushed your frame closer to him.
“Stay still and don’t move your hips. Remember, you wanted this y/n.”
Once he felt that your private was properly moist, your eyes widened when he pushed the toy inside of you and amped the intensity higher.
“Not so deep, please, daddy” you managed to say in between your fits of mewls, which only triggered him to push it in more until it hit a spot that made your body jerk.
“Does it feel good when it vibrates against there?” he asked huskily against your ear
“Or maybe here?” he flicked the toy inside your wet walls and there it hit a spot that made you weak.
Your rest your face against his shoulder as you pant and squirm on him. You’re already having a hard time stabilizing your uneven breath when he pitched the intensity on a higher level, causing you to clamp your mouth on his neck and suck.
His free hand reached your head and massage your scalp, and you can hear him chuckling at you. Your mouth reached the area behind his ear and he pulled your head closer, his groans of satisfaction reaching your ear.
Increasing the intensity even more, you gave him a final suck before letting out multiple moans.
“Hhah~ Satoru—”
“I don’t know who that is, baby.”
You rolled your eyes, your head collapsing on his chest.
“Daddy, please.”
“You can take this, y/n, we’ve done this before.”
You can feel your walls tightening around the toy. Your head return to Gojo’s neck as you tried ever so desperately to direct your pleasure infested thoughts elsewhere. You bit down and sucked harder and harder on his skin, causing him to hiss and pull on your hair.
His quiet moans filled your ears when you dragged your tongue over your bite mark and kissed the spot repeatedly, his hand massaging your scalp as to indirectly tell you you’re doing a great job. You thought he’s going to have some sort of pity on you, but you were so wrong.
He maxed the intensity and began to shove it in and out of your private, your moans fueling him to do more.
“Remember, y/n, no cumming.”
“I’m almost at my limit” you cried out loudly on him as your tears start to well in your eyes. He grabbed your chin and leaned in for a rough kiss; his mouth dominating yours, slipping his tongue in. Your body started squirming once again, and he knows you are about to lose it. He retracted from the kiss, and his sadistic gaze set upon your tired eyes.
“When I say go, you can cum.” He said as he smirked down on you, his hand shoving in the toy faster and harder, hitting your g-spot each time.
“3.”
His lips attaching on to your neck’s sweet spot, abusing your skin by biting it down and sucking hard. Holding it in is becoming painfully unbearable as the pleasure he’s drowning you in is getting too much.
“Daddy!” you screamed out.
“2. Patience y/n, bear it.” He chuckled in your ear, kissing your lobe.
“1.”
The moment he said that, your eyes met his ethereal blue ones. You can tell he’s enjoying your disheveled look on his lap as you cannot do anything to wriggle out of this situation you put yourself in.
“Uh uh uh, I didn’t say ‘go’ yet” he chuckled.
“Daddy, please, I can’t take this anymore.” Tears of pleasure welling in your eyes once more.
“I know, baby. And you deserve all of this so damn well.”
You avert your eyes away from him as tears start to pour in. He’s driving you to the edge and you can only take so much of this.
“I’m sorry.”
“You should be.”
He leaned down on your ear and kissed its shell once again. “Y/n, when I say go, do not stop cumming until I tell you to stop.”
You looked at him with confusion in your eyes, “h-how can I do that?” you sobbed.
He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at you, “Go.”
Your breath hitched, and you finally have your sweet release.
“Keep going, baby.”
“Daddy, I c-can’t—”
“Keep. Going.”
You came, and came, and came, to the point wherein you felt scared that you cannot cum anymore. He hasn’t said ‘stop’ yet, and you’re starting to feel light headed from all of this pleasure taking over your body.
He snaked his hand on your lower back, leaving the toy still vibrating intensely inside of you, and his other hand massaged your scalp once more.
“You can stop now” he declared as he minimized the intensity of the toy to its lowest level.
You’re panting hard on his chest, and your private started to tighten around the toy from being overstimulated.
“You did well. Good girl.”
He reached for something in the drawer again, and your eyes widened when he attached a ball gag onto you.
“Now let’s do that all over again”, his eyes trailed down your shaking body, and with his usual playful voice he said, “It seems that I forgot to leave my marks all over you”