Gojo x Latina OFC with native Taíno and espiritismo influences
Chapter 1
Excerpt:
My eyes continued to scan the club as I kept swaying my hips to the groove of the song. When watching the bar my eyes drifted to this tall man whose thick fingers were tracing along the rim of the glass. His neck was tense and strained and his collarbone exposed by his loose fitting black shirt. He placed his nice looking sneaker on the foot rest of the stool beside him as he sat sideways in the chair in his loose fitting tan pants. My eyes traced back upwards to see this man with almost pale albino features was wearing sunglasses… Indoor… At a club… That must be him. Gojo Satoru. His gaze turned towards my general direction, though with those round sunglasses it’d be impossible to determine whether he was looking directly at me. I looked up to the ceiling as I traced one of my hands up my thigh and lowered my hips a little to give deep, sweeping, movements in tune with the music. I tucked my bob behind my ear as I peeked over with a smirk on my lips as I watched him pull his drink up to his lips.
Ahí lo cogiste. Ahora, seducelo.
I bit the corner of my lower lip as I went around at my side, my hand moving over my breast as I started up body rolls while my other hand ghosted my thigh. He licked his lower lips before pursing them as I groped my breast and let my eyes roll into the back of my head as a moan that couldn’t be heard over the music escaped my lips. When I opened my eyes, I could see him paying for his drink, so I waggled my finger with my free hand, motioning for him to come over. I rolled my nipple between my fingers over the black tight dress as I watched him slowly make his way over to me. His tall figure towered over me as he came up to me from behind. “English, I assume?” He questioned in a low, husky voice as his hands ghosted over mine as I groped my breast and ran my hand up and down my thigh as I rubbed my behind into him.
“Eigo ga sukidesuga, watashi mou nihongo o shitte imasu.” I replied after putting my hand behind his neck to pull him closer so he could hear me as his hands settled to hold my hips.
“Ehhh… That was pretty good.” He spoke in an excited tone with his thick Japanese accent. I turned around with his hands ghosting my hips as now faced him. My hand went back up around his neck as I pushed my knee between his so I could press our hips together.
“How about no words?” I suggested in a sultry tone with my lips brushing against the shell of his ear while my free hand rested on his chest so I could hear his heartbeat. His chest rumbled beneath my palm and I knew I had gotten my response as I rolled my hips into his. With his hot breath tickling my ear, I gripped onto his hair as I pressed my chest into his as well while I felt one of his hands drift onto my behind.
Estos hombres, todo tan fácil con ellos, queriendo una sola cosa.
His lips pressed to my neck as I felt his muscles through his soft shirt. I nibbled on his earlobe which elicited another chest rumble as I continued to sway my hips while pressed against him. He reached down and groped my behind, which caused my tight dress to ride up some as I rolled my hips forward in a body roll. When he noticed my new movements, he repositioned his thigh between my legs so that I began riding it as I felt his smile against my jaw. I clung tightly to his neck as I increased the speed of the body rolls, enjoying the friction as he nipped at the parts of my exposed neck with him holding my chin to tilt my head to the side. “Careful, can’t have you make a mess on my nice pants now.” He hummed into my ear. I pulled back to bring my lips to his in a passionate kiss. My tongue licked his bottom lip and his quickly darted in. Muffled moans came out from the both of us as I fisted his shirt. His hand moved up to my fist as he pulled away to then lean into my ear. “I mean it. I won’t have you making a mess on my nice pants.” He growled while groping again at my behind, pulling me into him and holding me still against him.
“Then let’s go back to my place where I can make all the messes I want.” I urged before returning to nibbling at his ear.
Jajaja que puta eres. Nisiquiera vas a hablar con el primero, vas directo para el sexo ya? Y como carajo esperas enterarte de lo que necesitas? Te crees que eres tan especial que se va a quedar despues del sexo que le des? No seas tan mamao. Aunque a esta etapa, no se que mas esperaba contigo jajajaja.
I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck as I felt his chest rumble while he contemplated my words. He tugged gently on my earlobe as he squeezed my large behind once more. “Take me there.” He growled as he finally let me go.
My hand clasped onto his as I started to lead him out to my apartment. Once we got out of the nightclub, he let go of my clasped hand to place it onto my behind. So emboldened. Strange compared to most men here… Even so, it was very welcome.
“Eigo ga sukidesuga, watashi mou nihongo o shitte imasu.” - I speak Japanese but I prefer English.
Estos hombres, todo tan fácil con ellos, queriendo una sola cosa. - These men, all so easy with them, only ever wanting one thing.
Jajaja que puta eres. Nisiquiera vas a hablar con el primero, vas directo para el sexo ya? Y como carajo esperas enterarte de lo que necesitas? Te crees que eres tan especial que se va a quedar despues del sexo que le des? No seas tan mamao. Aunque a esta etapa, no se que mas esperaba contigo jajajaja. - Hahahaha, what a slut. You're not even going to talk to him first, you're just going straight to the sex and that's it. And how to you expect to find out what you need? You think you're so special that he's going to stay after sex? Don't be such a dumbass. Although, at this stage, I don't know what else I expected from you, hahahaha.
Very self-indulgent fic, but I promise you it will be good, interesting, and keep you on your toes.
