gojo loooves it when you bully him (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
“and then it was just a pain in the ass, you should’ve seen nanami’s face he knew it was a one man job-”
gojo rambles on and on about his day, at first you were avidly listening in to the story excited to see where it went but realized fast enough that it was just your boyfriend recounting how amazingly indulgent he’d been in other people’s lives.
“but i’d made him tag along just to waste his time-“
you lower your eyes, a mock serious expression on your face.
“just shut up and kiss me”
“OKAYYY” satoru chirps letting you pull him by his neck into a messy kiss where you bite his top lip.
he hisses to retort and follows your lips eyes half lidded when you pull away, wanting needing more.
“ah, ah” you shake your pointer finger in his face pushing him away with one hand.
he narrows his eyes, grabbing your finger and pulling you in closer, the sudden movement making you jerk forward losing balance for a bit.
however you recover quick shooting back a remark “noo don’t manhandle me like thisss” in a sing song-y voice.
satoru shakes his head amused, “baby, where do you learn these words?”
“oh, from my other boyfriend”
“right right and what position does he have you in, for this so called manhandling?” he plays along a smirk tugging on his lips.
you watch it dissolve though being replaced by an annoyed expression at your reply,
“face down ass up”
you giggle watching his face contorting as if he’ll throw a tantrum. he huffs “you know i do that best though, you know no one compares, no one has you feeling good like me, admit it”
your heart and your mind and everything combined agree but you don’t give him the satisfaction. you tap your chin as if deep in thought,
“oh! oh! he can also bench press my weight!”
satoru chuckles throwing his head back blue eyes meeting yours in bewilderment,
“if you fantasize about doing that then you know can just ask me right?”
well he does bench press your weight alright. all night.
