Unfulfilled Duties pt. 2
Themes: SMUT, angst, fluff, cheating, f!reader, Suguru and reader are married, Satoru wants you bad, p in v, unprotected sex, mating press, creampie, Satoru x f!reader, Satoru is down bad, Satoru needs that cookie, Nanako and Mimiko are your biological daughters
Synopsis: Satoru ends up getting what he wished for
You had heard the whole thing. Of course you had; they weren’t exactly being quiet about it. He had come back to your shared room that night, just as he promised, and made ‘sweet love’ to you. He whispered about how he ‘loved you’ and that you ‘felt so good’, as if he wasn’t telling Manami the complete opposite only minutes ago.
You were raised to believe that it was better to have a man who came back after his affairs than to have one who didn’t at all. And so you accepted it. Manami wasn’t the first woman and she wouldn’t be the last.
Maybe that built up resentment and anger is how you ended up fucking Satoru when you ran to his estate.
⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩ TWO DAYS LATER⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩
“Chamomile with lemon?” Satoru asked you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. He felt bad for you, pitied you. Satoru was interested in you before Suguru, he’d even told his friend that the day they both saw you in the halls of Tokyo Jujutsu High. You were a transfer student coming from Kyoto.
Suguru wanted you too, and only you.. at the time. So when Satoru told him that he had a crush on you, well, Suguru couldn’t let that happen, could he?
Satoru never forgave Suguru for that. And he never confessed his feelings, until you came crying to him about Suguru’s affairs. Satoru knew about them, of course he did, he was still Suguru’s best friend. This for him was like a sign from God, this was his second chance.
Satoru knew it was wrong, actually, no he didn’t. When you smiled as you accepted the tea he made you, his cock throbbed in anticipation. He wondered how those plump lips of yours would look wrapped around him, how you would look up at him with teary eyes and beg for him to keep going. He’d never married. If he couldn’t have you, then he would have no one.
“Why don’t you leave him?” Satoru asked you as if he was asking about the weather. He slid next to you on the couch and played with your hair.
You laughed at that, “I can’t leave him,” You said, sipping your tea, “He has all of the money.. And what about the kids? They need their father.”
Satoru never grew up with a dad, at least in the typical sense. His only ‘family’ that he really knew were the elders of the Gojo clan and Principal Yaga.
“..Does anyone really need their dad?” He teased, trying to lift your spirits, “I could always be their dad. Like the dad that stepped up.”
You laughed at that but Satoru looked at you confused.
“Why’re you laughing? I’m serious.”
There was a bit of an awkward silence that filled the room. You thought about it, maybe once or twice in the past. But Satoru? A father? To his ‘best-friend’s’ kids? What would that even look like?
“Satoru–I’m not going to make you choose between me and Suguru. I mean–he’s your best friend–”
“Fuck Suguru.”
“..What?”
“I said–” He placed down his teacup, “Fuck. Suguru.”
“Sato you don’t mean that–”
“But I do mean it. I’ve meant it for years. I meant it when you told me he cheated for the first time and I mean it now.” His words were jumbly, a mess, but they were honest. “You and Mimiko and Nanako– you all deserve better! He says he does it for you but it’s a lie and both know it!” He abruptly stood from the couch and paced back and forth in front of you. It was like he was trying to convince you to choose him.
“I have more money than anyone could ever imagine! I could be a good husband, a provider, a lover, a father! God damn it, Y/N!--” He dropped to his knees in front of you, gripping your thighs in a vice-like grip, “I love you, and I know the timing isn’t perfect, it never is, but I love you and I always have.”
“Satoru–”
“Please y/n.. I’m begging you baby..” His head was on your stomach now, his hands making their way up your thighs, “He’s destroying you..” He took a risk and kissed your clothed stomach, bracing for you to push him away, “Let me heal you..”
It wasn’t weakness anymore. It was like something clicked for you.
Maybe that’s how you ended up under him and on his bed.
“Oh Sato.. yes, yes!” You moaned as you squeezed your thighs around his head. He was buried between your legs, his fingers digging crescents into your thighs. His nose bumped against your entrance, his tongue lapped at your clit.
“So good, princess.. you taste so good..” He mumbled against your pussy, tasting the sweet slick that left your hole. He had to control himself, he couldn’t rush this, but God did he want to.
One of his hands moved down and his thumb teased your entrance, plugging it closed.
“W-wait–”
He ignored your pleas, he could feel you getting closer. You tasted like heaven, something he had been denied and now he was getting his prize for waiting. 10 years, and now he has finally won.
“You want it, pretty girl? You want my cock?” He teased you, thrusting a finger straight into your entrance while he watched your pretty dazed face.
“Yes, yes..” You whimpered breathlessly, spreading your legs for him like a wanton slut. But to Satoru, you were a Goddess and he was ready to worship. He placed one last kiss to your poor clit before rising from between your legs.
He shoved down his pants and boxers, jerking his dick off at the sight of you laid bare on his bed. You were so beautiful and he needed you more than water.
“Fuck baby..” He mumbled, leaning down to kiss you down your neck, “I’ve been waiting so long..” He positioned himself at your entrance and looked up at you for reassurance. When you gave that nod, he moaned before he even stuck it in.
He spread your pussy, tapping his dick against your folds, before sinking his cock in, inch by inch. “F-fuck!” He grunted, waiting for you to adjust before he slid in another inch, “So tight, pretty girl~ such a slutty pussy for me~”
You blushed and turned your head away, not wanting to face the man who had made you feel good about yourself in a long time.
“Aht, aht,” Satoru said, fingers wrapping around your jaw and making you face him, “Look at me.” He instructed. He made sure you were watching before he thrusted his cock deep into your pretty cunt. A chuckled left his lips when he saw you arch your back, like you’d never been fucked this good before.
“Come on pretty girl~” He teased, putting your legs on his shoulders before he folded you in half like a lawn chair, “You can take more right? You’re my good girl~”
You nodded so fast that he gained this wild look in his eyes before pounding your pussy like it owed him money. The headboard slammed against the wall as he pushed into you, making cracks that he never thought were possible.
The sound of your ass smacking against his balls as he thrusted in and out was music to his ears. He threw his head back before grabbing your tits and squeezing them in his hands.
“You gonna let me suck them, baby?” He asked you, already leaning down.
“Y-yes.. Please..” You moaned, biting your bottom lip. He didn’t waste any time taking your left nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, using one of his hands to play with your right one.
You yelp when he nips at your tit, your teeth gritting while your legs soared in the air. Suguru had never played with your breasts, he found it ‘too tedious’. But Satoru touched and sucked them like it was the best meal he’d ever tasted.
Your hands push at his chest but he doesn’t relent, “S-sato–!” you moan, your legs shaking while he moves his attention from your nipples to your lips. He kisses you like a man starved, his tongue fighting for dominance against your own. You relent and he rewards you by slowing down his thrusts; going from animalistic to loving and cherishing.
“I’m gonna cum soon..” He whimpered against your lips, “Can I fill you up, pretty girl? Can I make you a mommy again?” He begged you, his eyes glowing hazily while he thrusted up into you.
You caught his eyes and watched that animalistic need filling them. Suguru was in the back of your head, but with Satoru.. He made that voice fade out like it was a mosquito.
“Fill me up,” You moaned, tightening around him, “I want it, I want it so much..” Your hand caressed his cheek as you watched his eyes flutter close.
“F-fuck, pretty girl..” He whimpered, pulling you closer, “‘m gonna cum, gonna fill you up..” He grunted before spilling inside of you. His eyes blazed blue as he filled you to the brim, watching as you came apart underneath him.
He peppered you with kisses for at least a minute, making sure it took, before pulling out. He watched as his cum flowed out of you but he used his fingers to stuff it back inside. He bit his bottom lip as he worked his cum back in, with the desperate need to make you pregnant with his kids.
While you breathed heavily, your chest rising up and down while you were sprawled out on his bed, he left from in between your legs and went to the bathroom.
He came back and carried you to the tub, which was filled with warm water, lavender oil and bubbles. He placed you in first before sliding in behind you.
“You did such a good job, pretty girl..” He mumbled, lathering you up in soap while he kissed your neck, “Such a good girl, my girl~”
He knew you were his now, and he wasn’t going to let you go back to a man who didn’t deserve you.
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