satoru gojo always wants to be in the shower with you.
satoru enjoys showers with you. Even if it was sometimes cold when he had to wait for his turn under the water, or when you had the water turned too hot for his liking, or even when he was mad at you and was giving you the silent treatment. Satoru loves to shower with you.
For the first 4 months of your relationship it was cool—it was romantic. Having someone with you in a place where you can both be vulnerable and love one another, see all of each other. It was nice to have someone wash your back for you, maybe some sex some days but overall it was an intimate place for both of you.
“Man I could go for a shower right now.” “Go take one.” “Alright……….Come with me?” — satoru at least once a day, even if he already showered without you and he’s not even dirty. What a water waster!
But after a while, it was a little repetitive. Every single time you tried to shower, here came satoru ripping off all his clothes to come with you, not that you minded really. It was just something funny you noticed.
“Why can’t I take a shower with my lover?” "You can.." "So whats the problem now?"
You smiled at satoru through the shower curtain as he stood there still, shirt half off as he waited in case you were gonna kick him out of the bathroom, staring at you like a sad puppy waiting for a treat. You just stepped into the shower not too long ago, and the steam was starting to fog up the bathroom mirror.
“You’re always in here with me though satoru”
You laughed stepping under the hot water as it cascaded down your body, relaxing all your muscles. He made a fake sad face as he finished taking his shirt off, throwing it in the same pile you threw your clothes into. “I wanna be in here,” he whined playfully, looking at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “I wanna be with you baby.” He unbuckled his pants and threw down his boxers.
Satoru stepped into the shower and closed the curtain before wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling your wet body against his “What’s so wrong about wanting to share this intimate part of my day with my partner in crime?—hm??” He peppered kisses on your shoulders lovingly. “Why can’t I just be in love with my girlfriend?”
"couldn't fuckin' wait to get home and eat this pussy."
“don’t stop toji..nnhh”
his voice sent shocks throughout your body as his tongue played in your pussy. your hands brushed over his head in an attempt to try and pull him closer than he already was. the heels of your feet dug into his shoulder blades.
"mmmm..was so fuckin’ hungry for you mama..got your man starvin’”
NANAMI K.
nanamis hands were wrapped around your ankles, doing you a favor by holding them up for you. his cock has a thick ring of cream around it that ran all the way down his balls and dripped onto the bed. your eyelids fluttered as a pretty pout formed on your lips, eyebrows furrowed trying your best to take every inch of your boyfriend.
"na-mi.."
"c'mon baby you got it,"
SUKUNA R.
"quiet."
almost silent whimpers escaped your lips as you hid your face in the comforter, trying your hardest to listen to his direction.
“next time your friends got some bullshit to say.. tell em’ how good i fuck you every night”
your arms stretched out across the bed looking for anything to grab, eventually finding a pillow and gripping onto it desperately.
“you gonna listen to your friends this time baby?”
“n—ooo ryo”
GOJO S.
gojo who’s trying to get you to relax but won’t stop squirming!
“feels good, huh? i know.”
ugly moans raced out of your mouth as you laid flat on satorus stomach, aside from your back arched. he plunged his fingers in n out of you like a fucking maniac while he held you down so you didn’t squirm too much.
“just relax and take it, i know it’s been a long day babe.”
he muttered words of encouragement laced with sugar and honey while his fingers told a completely different story. your boyfriend was an amazing multitasker.
working a formal office job that requires you to wear these fancy little cute skirts and blouses and classic heels, and purposely pushing your boobs up a little or hiking up your skirt whenever your boss calls you to his room.
you always felt shaky when he called you, feeling like he was always on the verge of firing you.. maybe even worse.
“do you know why i called you here?”
sukuna didn’t have a specific expression on his face as he finished writing his signature on a couple pieces of work paper, signature bold but simple. his tone wasn’t a very telling hint on his mood either, what a hard man to read.
“no boss, i don’t.”
“sit.”
you shuddered at his voice, so demanding and mean. even with one word he still enforced his dominance. you immediately sat when he motioned towards the chair in from of his desk and crossed your legs. despite being scared you really couldn’t help but noticed his dress shirt being unbuttoned at the top, and how good his form looked in it.
“do you have a crush on me?”
“no!”
oh my god?! you felt your heart almost jump out of your blouse as you quickly sat up in your chair. body getting all hot with nervousness. when he saw you sit up a menacing smile spread across his face. sukuna rested his elbows on the desk and leaned forward to take in the scene better.
“this is highly inappropriate. an employee crushing on her boss? tsk tsk.”
he teased you, amber eyes looking into your soul. you stammered around your words while trying to find the right sentence to make him think you didn’t actually have a crush on your boss, him. but you already know you have it up by how hot your face was.
whenever you made out with itadori it felt like your body was way more sensitive, and your body always got so hot when you were with him. always got you so flushed feeling his soft pink lips pressed up against yours, he'd slide his tongue past them.
it was one of the best feelings ever.
“yuuji..”
he'd have you perched up on his lap, on the couch of the new apartment he'd just gotten for himself a couple weeks ago. the nice fabric of the couch soft against your knees and knuckles as you had your hands on itadoris shoulders for support.
“keep going.. i want it slow.”
how he'd keep the pace slow and sensual. he slid both his hands down to your ass to slowly grind you against his cock through his unbuckled pants. and you'd push his shirt up to his chest to rub his sides and gain a little more control.
and whenever you'd try to pull away for air he'd chase your lips, selfishly. he'd become needy for your touch at some point, the friction getting him off so he'd wrap an arm around your waist and pull you against him like he'd die without you.
imagine working a job that has you travel to paris for a couple days.
the trip is nice and you decide to tour the place on the extra time you have there, visiting a small cafe to try some of their dishes- until you realize the tall handsome man behind you in line is hitting on you! he offers to pay for your food and sits down with you to get to know you. you learn his name is Kento Nanami and he works for some well known office in France.
you end up meeting him again for a date. it's a nice elegant restaurant and you couldn't ask for more. the drinks are amazing, hes nice to talk to, hes got your heart beating with every word he speaks and he really is getting finer with every sip. so he takes you back to your hotel in his really nice car and walks you up to your room, both of you just a little tipsy but not incoherent. he bids you a farewell and starts off toward the elevator.
"do you wanna..stay?"
and your tearing each others clothes off tripping your way towards the bedroom, you mostly tearing his clothes off because he just wouldn't do that to a lady, which is fine with you. and by the time you end the night your laying with one another talking about your next date.
"are you free next week? not just for sex. i really like you"
"kento, i leave for new york tommorow.."
you end up arriving to new york, so sad you had to leave nanami. the man you just met but fell in love with so quickly! and your week starts the same, wake up, work, home, sleep. and then a week turns to two, two turns to three- and someones here to see you at work? you could swear you're the happiest girl in the world when you see kento in the lobby, your hugging and kissing like you'd been married for years.
"i just had to see you, i can't get you out of my head."
you pressed up against suguru, your leg on his while you clung to his shoulder on your dads new velvet couch.
you could almost see the sweat run down his face as he tried his best not to look at you.
"dont know what you talking bout.."
"you know what im talkin bout.."
your slid your hand up his thigh and pressed your body up against him, your lips close to his ear, almost grazing it.
even as nervous as you knew he was, suguru kept his calm and kept typing whatever thing he needed for work on his computer. what a pain!
suguru is one of the finest men you've seen in your life. but aside for him being at least 20 years older than you, which you really didnt mind, he was perfect for you.
he was nice, could provide, smelled good and he was respectful! and you both knew you wanted each other. the only reason you couldn't be together was because he was your dads best friend! ugh!!
so suguru trying to be respectful would avoid you by any means possible. hanging out by the pool, purposely taking the guest room that was the farthest away from your bedroom, giving you the fuck me eyes from afar. but you were so sick of it!
so you just decided to take it into your own hands, being a woman who knows what she wants and how shes gonna get it by any means possible.
