hi everyone! this is my first fic (enjoy it sluts xp)
you know one night stands are ridiculous. you know that satoru gojo is trouble, so how do you end up here? sprawled on his comically large bed, the tokyo skyline shining through the window.
his hands press into the mattress on either sides of you, and the thought keeps echoing in your mind: this is a mistake. but it doesn't feel that way when his mouth ghosts over your bare chest, slotting himself in between your legs, rubbing against you with a feverish passion.
he knows how to work up a woman, you figure, and it's undeniable. his fingers linger around the pooling wetness in your panties, circling your clit like it's muscle memory. he wants to hear you scream for him, he needs it. but you don't comply with him. you resist this. telling yourself you wouldn't give into him. yet, his teeth sink into your neck, his muscular body pinning you down. he has a godly control over you. whether you like it or not.
and when his cock plunges into your pussy, you finally give him what he's been dying for. your back arches, mouth gaping as the fleeting sounds of his name roll of your tongue. you can't stop it. it's an unrelenting mantra.
"that's right," he grunts, almost like a wild animal, thrusting into your clenching cunt. the messy, sloshy sounds paired with your whimpering voice is music to his ears. a boost to his ego. "tell me who this pussy fucking belongs to."
helplessly, you say his name. satoru, satoru, satoru. reaching for something to grab onto, your body shakes and he cums hard hearing how you chant--hearing how he's conquered you, corrupted you beyond saving.
he's gotten you hooked on him, addicted to his touch. he's the first thing you think of come morning, but when your eyes crack open he's gone.
the truth settles in. this is why you shouldn't have followed him. this is who satoru gojo is. he doesn't want commitment, he doesn't want love. he wants control, he wants dominance. it's a game to him. a game you seemed to have lost.