Tall masculine Futa reader (37) X Toji(35) X Gojo(28)
WC:2311
Pet names: Whore, slut, miss
CW: No prep, breeding kink, rough reader, man handle, choking/giving AND receiving , hair pulling, nice degrading, praising, overstimulated and spasms, masochistic reader
"Oh fuck ___~" Eyes crossed and jaw slacked, Toji felt like he was running out of air. Strong body moving back and forth and veiny hands grabbing onto the sheets, toji was in heaven.
Whimpers and moans left the room, the sounds of slaps and pants left the door that was cracked open. The girl behind him smiled down at him with a wide smile. Sweat going down your neck as you pound your cock deep into your coworker.
"You take me so well toji~ it's like you expected this to happen." Your words came out breathy as you went down on toji, your breast and stomach pressed against his back as you thrusted back and forth.
"Oh my-fuuuck!~" his voice was horse as he released screams, face red and wet from the heat that was going through his body.
Damn this was the best day ever.
"T-to much!" He moans through out the house, his thighs stinging, throat hurting and his dick throbbing in pleasure. "Mhm~" you hummed near his ear as your hand slid up the sheets, and hooked your fingers through his.
"You can handle it baby, you're a big boy. Handle mommies cock like a good boy~" The pet names had his head fuzzy, the way your hand was on his felt like a flame.
The hand that wasn't linked was his made it's way into his black locks, gently gripping them before going down his jaw and wrapping around his neck. "Am I making you feel good Tojii~" you asked, dragging out the I in his name in a teasing way.
Your voice came out as a moan as you pushed his head back, your lips pressing against his scarred ones as he tried to speak, hiccups releasing from his throat.
"Mmm~ yeah~ baby can't speak huh?" You mumbled against his lips, fingers tightening around his throat, making his moans come out choked.
From a distance, over the moaning you could hear footsteps going up the stairs. They were slow and hesitant like they just caught doing something. Toji was in his own world to notice, but the years from your job, you knew sneaking when you heard it.
Before the steps gotten closer, you released Fushiguros head, and pushed it down on the mattress, away from the door. You sat up from his back, your thrusting hard, yet steady as you turned your neck towards the cracked door.
Your dark eyes widened, your heart skipping a beat as you see those oh so familiar eyes staring wide at you and his friend. Oh right, you're the third year teacher at Jujutsu High School... and that's your old student and now coworker... staring at you fucking his friend...who is also a sorcerer that's very close to the school.
"Cum-cumming!~" the man below you voice cracked, his hand coming behind you, placing it below your ass and pulling you in closer. You take your eyes off of Gojo , your parted lips slowly forming into a smirk as you held onto his hips, pulling his body backwards every time you thrusted up.
It wasn't long until his body tensed up, his throbbing cock twitching below him as he came on his sheets. "Fuck toji~" you breathed out, your thrusts sloppy and slow and you felt your lower stomach tense up.
You wanted him close, wanting to feel his warmth as you breeded him.
You went back into your original position, pressing your body close to him and reaching upwards to grab his hands. All before covering his gummy walls in your seed.
Yeah, it was all worth it.
You walked down the stairs of your coworkers house, hands in your pockets and mask over your face, you sensed a presence staring. Looking around the living room, you spot a white haired male sitting on the couch once you went down the last step.
"I had no idea that was you. Without your mask you don't match the description I've had of you at all." You raised your brow at your former student, not like he could see.
That's what he was worried about?
You tilted your head at his statement before shaking your head. "I'll see you at work tomorrow Gojo."
And with that you left.
"Honestly, I can't believe you're hiding a face like that underneath that thing." You looked over from your work locker, your mask on the top of your head and a towel patting the water off your face. "What are you. A stalker, Gojo?"
His face had his signature smile on it as he stared at your naked back. "Oh me? No no no. I'm just here to change clothes and I happen to see you." His voice was sarcastic, like he knew he was in the wrong. "You came to change... in the women's locker room." At this point you rolled your eyes and wrapped your towel around your neck, making sure it was covering your breasts before turning around, only to back up because of how close he was.
"Yeah I'm lying. Oops... are you gonna punish me for that?" His smirk was rich as he lifted his blind fold from his blue eyes.
Honestly. Was this his idea of flirting? I guess I could play along.
"Gojo..." you said his name in a taunting matter. The both of you were close, so it didn't take much but one step to be touching chests with him. You were eye to eye with him, but he couldn't help but to look down from the bold eye contact.
"What are you trying to do Hm? I'm not an easy target for you. Try harder." Your voice was low and condescending, yet you still had that flirting tone.
"Not only that, but don't you think this is a bit inappropriate?" Duh it was inappropriate. But he honestly didn't care. He's always had a thing for you. Ever since you became a teacher there when he was 16, it only grew from there once he was 18.
And to be an adult now, it was really a dream come true.
His eyes were hesitant to come back up, but once he did he had to swallow the thick saliva that collected. Your lips were plump as they were in a wide smirk, your canines sharp and the glint in your eyes mischievous. Why can't I speak?
"Hm? Didn't I ask you a question Gojo? As someone who's older, I deserve an answer." He was quick to flinch as your warm hand made contact with his cheek, your smirk never falling as you carrest it. "Well... the work day is over, so I have freedom to speak to you how ever I want." Like hell I'm missing this chance.
"Come on miss, I want you. Honestly, how could you resist me?" He placed his hand on your bare back,using this opportunity to pull you closer, making sure you wouldn't sneak off like you would do all those past attempts.
His tone was cocky and his speech was a bit slow. Your hand was now rested on his shoulder as your eyes studied his body. "You can't be this desperate...heh." You released a laugh, your smirk turning into a smile as you continued laughing. "You really want a chance ? Fine." He couldn't even get his words out as your hand made it's way into his white hair.
"Gojo you're so easy to read," your mouth was close to his red ear. "You've been like that since you were young." Your lips trailed down his pale neck, making his breath hitch from the tickling feeling. "I knew you wanted me for a looong time now." "Mm~" the moan came out almost immediately as your warm tongue went across his neck. The metal ball in the middle of the muscle made his knees weak.
"After all, you're not really hiding it. The inappropriate touching," your other hand made it's way underneath his coat, his tone back flexing underneath your touch. "The flirting, the mystery love letters," you kissed your way up his jaw, his lips parted and inviting, you couldn't help but to place yours on his. "And don't forget the times you slipped up with those nicknames~ how embarrassing." You chuckled against his mouth.
The memories made him whine, but they turned into groans as you took his lips with yours. The kiss was slow and sensual. This felt amazing, this is what he wanted all those long years. You walked up a bit, causing him to step back.
You sat him down on the bench, the kiss never breaking as you crawled on top of him. Your hands went down to to his coat, and unbuttoned it, the tips of your fingers touch his toned stomach, making his hips buck up against yours.
"Carful gojo~" you pulled your lips from his, the both of you breathing heavily, but not wasting anytime in stripping him down. The bench was wide enough for the two of you, so that wasn't a problem.
You sat up on your feet, making gojo sit up with you. "I told you I wasn't easy, so go ahead, work for me." You rested your hands on your hips, making him look down your tone stomach and to the sweat pants that hung low in your hips. "Oh-oh."
His face was a bright red as he look directly in front of him, eyed meeting a prominent bulge pressed against your pants . He raised his fingers up and hooked them around the waistband before sliding them down with your underwear.
Iced eyes looking up at yours, his pretty hand was quick to wrap around your thick length. Saying you were big was an understatement, but he could fit you.
He moved his tongue around your tip with ease, licking up your pre cum like syrup before wrapping his plump lips around you.
The process was slow and long, he wanted to be like this for awhile, to feel your cum go down his throat as he watched your orgasm on your face.
But no no, you had other plans. You pulled him away, drool falling from his lips. "Lay back for me." You wanted to see his face as you fucked him silly, knocking all the confidence from him.
He listened to your words, laying back on the bench, spreading his legs wide, which you climbed between them lined yourself up. "Don't be so loud, the other teachers might hear."
He could care less what those old hags had to say. He didn't even have time to say what was on his mind as his strong thighs were pressed against his chest, forcing him into a mating press position.
Your slick tip had no problem sliding in his tight hole, but it still made him hiss from the lack of prep. "You got this gojo, take me like a good boy~" even in this position you had your way with words.
Your praising has his red cock leaking and you weren't even all the way in. "Just like that~" your moan was breathy as he relaxed around you, your cock sliding in easily. Gojos toes curled as your 9 inches was quick to touch his spot, his stomach and legs spasming as you hit his spot.
"Oh shit~" he grabs onto the end of the bench, knuckles white as his blue eyes looks into your dark ones. "Awe don't look at me like that, looks like you're about to cry~" you chuckled at the end of your sentence.
You didn't even move, yet it felt like he was about to cum all over himself.
Your laughing made his face burn red, embarrassment making him look away. "Don't look away, watch me fuck you." Your hand was quick to grab his jaw, forcing his face to look at you.
Without warning you snap your hips up, your tip hitting his spot, making him Yelp out, his bright eyes crossing as you continued pulling out and snapping your hips back up. "F-Fuck!- wAit!~" his voice broke, the sudden pleasure shooting to his cock, his hole tightening around you making you groan as he sucks you up.
His moans were loud and broken, you were only a few thrusts in when his cum squirts against his toned chest and stomach. His breath was hitched and loud as he moved up and down, your thrusting not stoping as you used him like a toy.
"Poor gojo, cuming so fast? What a cock thirsty whore~" you leaned down his legs against you chest and you fucked into him faster.
He struggled to keep his eyes on yours as he felt you reach deeper. "Mng!~ 'm you're whore!~" voice ragged, his strong arms reaches around your neck, pulling you down to his wet lips. "S-so much!" There was no doubt people could hear him.
Teeth clashing and tongue exploring each other's mouths, your brow narrowed as his hot hand reaches around your neck, and his well pedicured nails presses against the side of your throat.
"Oh shit~" you moaned into his mouth, your cock twitching in him as he squeezed your throat. "Mm~ yeah I knew you'd like that- Ah!" His sentence cut off as you slammed into him, making bench (that was screwed in the floor) shake.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum so deep inside you~ 'gonna fill you up just like the whore you are." Your mouth was parted , your eyes staring into his crossed ones as you released all your cum inside him.
If he could get pregnant, he would be.
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satoru gojo, the strongest, is an absolute slut for your strap
''Keep your fucking legs open, Satoru... Damn.'' You muttered, pushing Gojo's legs apart once again, watching him whimper and whine. Grabbing his legs, fingers digging into the flesh of his strong thighs, leaving bruises in their wake, you let out a little chuckle. "I have to do everything myself. You're so greedy." You spoke in a sing-song voice, making sure to angle your thrusts just right, making sure to ram into his prostate and make sure to turn his brain to absolute mush.
He was shaking, mouth agape, pretty blue eyes glazed with tears threatening to fall, perfect lips which were all puffy from sucking your strap earlier, puckered, silently begging for a kiss. "Aw, is my pretty boy begging for a kiss?"
All he could do was nod. He was feeling too much right now. Your nails digging into his thighs, the occasional kisses he pressed to his neck, your strap digging deeper with every thrust. And he couldn't help it.
He couldn't help but clamp down on the toy inside him, only heightening the amount of pleasure he was feeling.
"Use your words, Toru." You whispered into his ear, tongue sliding across his lobe before pressing a soft, lingering kiss to the spot right beneath his ear. "Come on, baby."
"Kiss, p-please..."
You frowned, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. "Here?" He shook his head as you ground your hips against his. "Here?" You asked again, this time pressing a kiss to his cheek. He shook his head again, and you smiled, getting very close to his lips. "You're going to have to specify your needs, Toru. Can you do that for me?"
"I-fuck..." He cut himself off with a moan. "I want your p-pretty lips on mine, baby...''
Your lips grazed his softly, before you pulled away again. "What's the magic word?'' He whined, furrowing his brows at you. Obviously, he was upset you were teasing him so much today. And you laughed, finally pressing a kiss to those pouty lips of his, as he wrapped his arms around your neck.
Reader making shy Nerdjo squirt for the first time, with soft aftercare😫
“I have to study, baby…” he muttered, trying not to let the soft, cheeky kisses you pressed to his neck distract him.
One thing about him was that he would get his assignments done with flying colours. He had an A in every subject that existed, and he was not about to jeopardise that.
Then there was you. His only weakness. You just had to flutter your eyelashes and look up at him with those pretty eyes of his, and he melted. Wallowed away like a deserted flower. Which is why, in the said moment, he wasn't looking at you. He did everything he could so that he wouldn't have to look at you.
“But baby…” You whined, wrapping your arms around your neck. His breath hitched when you sucked at his earlobe, before pressing another teasing kiss to the sensitive spot right below his ear. Sticking out your tongue, you licked a stripe down his neck, and he whimpered. Then you got on your knees right in front of him, spreading his legs. Taking off his pants was easy since he did nothing to stop you. For someone who supposedly didn't want this, he sure was quite compliant. Too compliant. Maybe he had been waiting for you to distract him all along. And you couldn't blame him.
After hours of studying, breaking his pretty little head over theories and coming up with answers, he deserved a break. Even if he didn't want it to seem like he needed it. So he continued studying while you unzipped his pants. Continued studying when you pulled down his boxers just enough to let his dick jump up and slap against his stomach. Continued studying when you wrapped your pretty hands around his length, squeezing it softly. Pumping it a few times, running your hands up and down his shaft.
His hips twitched slightly. And when you looked up at him, his face turned beet red. But he still wouldn't look at you. He couldn't. Because he knew he was going to lose himself in your eyes. So he muffled his moans using his hands, eyes glued to the sheets right in front of him.
When you wrapped your soft lips around his tip, tongue circling the perimeter of it, he let out a breathy whine. It was so warm, wet, and you sucked him in so hard he started shaking. You laughed, slapping his tip against your tongue. You hadn't even started yet, and he was already falling apart? Cute.
Taking his dick into your mouth again had him gripping the arms of his chair. The feeling of you wrapping your warm mouth around him after having the surrounding air hit him served as a contrast. You bobbed your head softly, slowly, sinking before rising again. The parts of his dick you couldn't fit in your mouth, you used your hands to stroke.
“F-Fuck… Y/n!”His hand rested on top of your head, and for the first time, he looked at you. Finally, he looked at you. And fuck, you looked so pretty with his big dick in your mouth. Slowly but surely, he started moving his hips. Gently fucking your mouth as he tried chasing his high. He bit down on his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut.
“‘M g-gonna-” That's when you pulled yourself off him. He was absolutely no fun. There was no way he was going to come already. Not on your watch. His dick twitched in anticipation, sad at the loss of pleasure and a possible orgasm. He let out a series of whimpers, stopping himself from plunging into your mouth again. Smiling up at him, you grabbed his dick again, pumping it softly. And he whimpered, dick twitching at the overstimulation. “I thought you had to study, baby.”
“Please don't d-do this…” You burst out laughing. It seemed like you had gotten to him. His thighs were shaking like crazy, and he let out whiny breaths. Yes, you were in. In his head, in his heart, and soon you would be inside him.
“Get on the bed.” And reluctantly, he got into bed. Shutting down his laptop, getting off the chair, acting like he wasn't just asking you to make him cum. While he got into bed, you grabbed your strap, putting on the harness and getting ready. Lubing up the toy was easy. And it was even easier pushing it inside him.
Since he had been loose from the last time you two had played with his hole, it didn't take much for you. The toy slipped right into his hole after lubing him up properly. It slipped in, brushing past his soft walls as his hole made an embarrassing squeaky noise. His face turned beet red, and he covered his face immediately. “Sorry…” he had never heard himself make such noises. And frankly, he was embarrassed. But all you did was laugh. He was such a cutie. The cutest.
Pushing one of his legs up to his chest, you slammed into him, making him gasp. As you found your rhythm, hips slamming against him slowly but reaching deep, he threw his head back, mouth falling open. Whimpers slipped past his lips as you fucked him into your sheets. At some point, you let go of his leg, pinning his arms to his sides instead. “You're going too deep…!’’ To you, it wasn't deep enough. Your hips moved violently, moving in slow but deep waves. ‘’W-Wait! This feels weird…” Pressing his flat hand against your chest, he tried getting you to stop. Seconds prior, he had freed one of his arms from your grip in a hurry, eyes fluttering open.
While you were still drilling into him, he explained that you were going way too deep. Deeper than you had ever gone, and it felt weird. Yes, the knot in his stomach tightened, leaving him shaking beneath you. There was also something unusual, no wonder. You were actually going as deep as he thought because when you looked down at his stomach, you could see a bulge forming every time you thrusted into him.
“Oh? Would you look at that…” Your curiosity got the best of you. Stopping your movements momentarily, halting deep inside him, your fingers brushed over the bulge lightly, feeling it up. Then you moved again, carefully, pulling out slightly before pushing back in. He winced at that.
Suddenly, you picked up the pace of your movements, making him whimper and whine. This time, you pressed down on the bulge while fucking him. His eyes widened, and he let out a high-pitched scream as a see-through liquid squirted out of his dick. That didn't stop you from fucking him, though.
“Babe, wait!” You didn't.
“That was so fucking hot…” Instead you pulled out momentarily, making him get on his hands and knees before fucking him again. Drilling into him, treating him roughly, pulling at his hair, slapping his ass occasionally. He was screaming like crazy. You were sure the whole neighbourhood would have been able to hear him right now. “Let's make you do that again.”
And you made him squirt again. By the end of the night, he had gained a new nickname. You called him your cute little fountain as you prepared a bath for him. He layed on the bed fucked out, chest rising and falling rapidly, legs shaking like crazy. He couldn't believe he had actually done that.
Could I send a request with reader fucking Gojo while he’s on a important business call.
Important call
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warnings: fucking while on the phone, pegging
character: Gojo Satoru
“Baby, what are you doing? This is an important call…” One thing about you, you didn't care. And you loved embarrassing your pretty boyfriend.
You two were just making out with you sitting in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, pressing kisses all over his face. He let out breathy whimpers, grabbing onto your waist. He loved the attention he was getting. And you could feel his dick growing in his pants. Right against you. Then his phone rang. He apologised, grabbing his phone to pick up the phone. Based on the look on his face, you could tell it would be a work-related call. He groaned, answering the call. Holding it up to his ear, asking what the other person on the line needed, he didn't expect you to continue your antics.
So imagine his surprise when you pushed him back against the pillows and started sucking marks into that pretty neck of his. That pretty sensitive neck of his was making it hard for him to focus on the call or even stay quiet. Your hand wandered down his body, rubbing his now bulging crotch through his pants.
“Y-Yeah, the deal is still on…” he shot you a look, glaring at you. You could already hear the voice in his head telling you to behave. Telling you you'd embarrass him if you continued going. But you didn't care. He knew you wouldn't care. He knew who you were when he met you.
Unbuttoning his pants was easy. When he tried to stop you, the person on the other line started speaking again, distracting your sweet boyfriend. That gave you enough time to take off his pants while Satoru spoke about something. Something about the produce, exports and imports, potato patato. You didn't understand anything, nor did you care.
All you cared about was sucking the dick standing up straight right in front of you. When you pulled off his pants alongside his boxers, his dick sprang up, slapping against his stomach. You stroked his dick a few times, using the precum coming out of him as lube. His eyes widened when you wrapped your lips around his tip, bobbing your head softly. He tried pushing you off, well, not really, he tried shoving you away, but his grip grew weaker and weaker by the second. Until his hand rested on your head, letting you do your thing.
His mouth fell open and his eyes rolled back into his head, the phone threatening to slip out of his hand. “Yeah I… I'm l-listening.” He muttered, taking a deep breath and masking a whimper of his with a cough. Once you gagged around it he almost lost it.
This time, he pushed you off completely. A string of saliva connected your lips to his dick, and his dick twitched like crazy. He let out a few laboured breaths, trying not to come. Then you stopped touching him and got off the bed. Well, that's what you let him believe. Instead, you grabbed some lube from your nightstand and your strap, wearing it while he was distracted. Immersed in the call. “What if we figure out the warehouse situation first. Would that work?” The bed dipped, and you spread his legs.
At this point, he just let you do whatever you wanted to. Because he knew there was no one stopping you. He let you do your thing, as you pleased, spreading his legs and lubing up his hole. Before he knew it, one of your fingers was inside him. His breath hitched, and he squeezed his eyes shut. He was still loose from the last time you had played with him. It didn't take long for you to be able to slip in a second finger. And then another, until he was prepared to take the real thing. You aligned yourself with him, pushing his legs up to his chest. And ironically, he let you. He didn't intervene even once.
warnings: switchy!gojo x switchy!f!reader, virgin reader?? (well, she has pegged guys in the past but has never been interested in penetrating sex), cursing, Gojo wearing panties and a buttplug, playing with his nipples, fingering him, sucking your fingers, eating you out and fingering you, you squirt, pegging him
character: Gojo Satoru
“Don't be scared.” Geto patted your head, smiling from ear to ear. You hated this, all of it. As socially awkward as you are, you were surprised you made it past orientation week, all due to the help of your lovely cousin, who was with you every step of the way. One thing about you is that you didn't like interacting with people. You didn't even like looking at them.
So you stayed close to your cousin, who didn't seem to mind you hanging around with them. Quite the opposite. He seemed delighted, introducing you to all of his friends, taking you everywhere, waiting for you when your breaks started. And you didn't want to admit it, but you were happy he was by your side.
He had introduced you to all of his friends. Well, almost all of his friends. One was missing, he told you. Said friend decided on skipping the first week of the new semester since it wasn't that important anyway if you weren't fresh meat.
You had heard all sorts of things about that friend, and you hadn't even met him yet. Shoko described him as menacing. Nanami described him as an idiot. Geto told you you'd have to get used to him. What was that supposed to mean?
But you would find out soon enough. You were sitting in the cafeteria with your cousin and his friends, chatting it up with Shoko, when suddenly heads turned, laughter and conversations died down as a tall, blue-eyed, pretty guy stepped through the doors.
He was swarmed by girls almost immediately. By the annoyed faces your table was making, that was most likely Geto's best friend. Whatever his name was. When he finally managed to make his way through the crowd, he plumped down next to Geto with a wide grin on his face. Wrapping his arm around him immediately.
“Don't touch me, Satoru.” He groaned, trying to push him away to no avail. Satoru whined, pushing his shades up, sad puppy dog eyes staring right at your cousin.
“Suguru, did you not miss me?”
No answer. Geto rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink, while the white-haired guy tried kissing your cousin on the cheek.
Looking at him up close like this, you understood why all those girls were swarming him just seconds ago. He had a pretty face, even prettier eyes, and the body of a God. You stared at him intensely, mustering him from top to toes. He would totally be your type if he were to like it up the ass.
Suddenly, he smirked and winked at you. You hadn't noticed you had been staring at him so intensely. Immediately, you looked down at your plate, nervously fiddling with your cutlery. Geto slapped the back of his neck, telling him to leave you alone. “This is my cousin I told you about. Y/n.”
You looked up briefly, staring into his eyes, noticing the subtle bite of his lower lip, before you looked back down. “Well, it's nice to meet you, Y/n.”
You nodded, not looking up at him again. And you decided not to look at him for the rest of your lunch break before going to your dorm room to study. But somehow, the only thing you could think about while studying was those pretty eyes of his. When your cousin called you up to ask if you needed some help studying, you said yes. You'd never decline a study session with the weapon fashioned against every subject in history. He knew it all. You made your way over to his dorm after declining his offer to come by your dorm (your room was a mess).
On your way there, face buried in study sheets, you bumped into Gojo. Literally. Somehow, anyone but your cousin called him Gojo, which had you questioning their relationship for a second. But then you remembered Gojo was definitely not your cousin's type. You turned a sharp corner without looking, and boom, you and your sheets were on the floor. He was as big and as strong as a rock; it caught you off guard. When you looked up, your eyes widened.
“Hey there, pretty girl.” You frowned, looking around, trying to figure out who he was talking to because you were certain it wasn't you. He let out a chuckle, getting on the floor himself, picking up your sheets and handing them to you. “I'm talking to you.”
“M-Me?!” It wasn't supposed to come out like that. Like you were surprised he was even looking in your direction. He lent you a hand, helping you off the floor. You thanked him nervously, wanting to rush into Suguru's room immediately. But he stopped you, blocking your way with his body. You gulped, seeing as his chest was practically bouncing in your face. Your heart skipped a beat or two as he held onto your arms with one hand, keeping you in place. Those big, strong arms of his wouldn't let you move even an inch. You took in the strong scent of his expensive cologne, and you were dangerously close to fainting. And he liked seeing you squirm like this. Made him want to toy with you even. Then, his hand reached for your head.
“Sorry, you had something in your hair.” He let go of you, moving out of your way. “See you around, Y/n.”
It had to be a sin to be this hot. The way your name rolled off his tongue so smoothly made you want to do unspeakable things to him. And just like that, he was gone. It is better that way, you thought to yourself. You didn't need any further embarrassment. Shaking your head, trying to find your way back to reality. As soon as you entered Suguru's room, he asked you if you had seen his white-haired friend while walking to his room. You said no, which confused him since he had left to reach his room next door just a few moments prior. He shrugged, and you two started studying.
Studying with him was no joke. He treated every segment of your studies like some military base. It was hard. The worst part of it all? He took your breaks seriously. If you said you'd take a five-minute break, he'd remind you that you two were going to start studying thirty seconds before the time was up. But at least that helped your notes stick in your mind. It was late when you decided not to be a burden to your cousin anymore. He was clearly tired, and you told him you'd continue studying by yourself.
After promising, he let you go. And when he told you he'd walk you to your dorm, you declined. There was no reason to do all that. The building was right next door. So you started going, walking down the hall. When you turned the corner, you walked into Gojo again. This time, he was unlocking his door. “We've got to stop meeting like this.” He remarked, showing you that pretty smile of his. You chuckled awkwardly because you really had to stop walking into him. You had no idea how much more embarrassment you could take.
“What are you doing out here?” The sound of your voice even surprised you a bit. He was taken aback by the question since you had spent all day looking down when he looked at you and ignoring him as best as you could. But you finally being ready to talk to him put a smile on his face.
He raised the bag in his hand. “Got some food.” He muttered, leaning against his door frame.
You nodded, slowly turning on your heels before you'd embarrass yourself. But before you could leave, he called out for you again. Turning to face him, he was rubbing the back of his neck, avoiding looking into your eyes. “Do you want to join me?” Hesitation flooded through your veins.
Suddenly, your eyes caught a glimpse of something. His thumb tugged at the waistband of his pants, pulling it out just enough for you to spot something that would change the whole course of the night. A baby-blue panties string. You frowned, eyes moving back up his body, staring at his face. What did he do? Bite down on his lower lip. On that plump, sexy lip of his, eyes all needy. And that's when all your restraints broke loose. You looked around for approximately three seconds. Turning your head left and right before your hands grabbed his waist, pulling him into a rough kiss.
Immediately, he chuckled into the kiss, pulling you in closer by wrapping his arms around your neck. With that, you were in his room, making out sloppily, kicking the door shut behind you, the sound of lips smacking against lips filling the room. It took Gojo a moment to set down the bag and immerse himself in your kisses, drowning in your touches. Within seconds, you two plumped into his bed with you on top of him.
Through your hazy vision of lust, the only thing you could see was his desire. You looked at him while your hands made their way under his shirt, trailing up his abdomen, roaming over his chest, while simultaneously tugging up the fabric of his shirt. You wanted to see those titts you walked into earlier. Grabbing the fabric and pushing a piece of it into his mouth had him smiling. Playing with his nipples had him squeezing his eyes shut.
Then you leaned down, taking one of his pecs into your mouth, tongue tracing around the little bud while your hand twitched and tugged at the other nipple. He arched his back off the bed, letting out a soft whine. Teeth grazing against his nipples, your hand wandered down his body, pushing his legs up.
“Your nipples are quite sensitive, huh?”
His face turned beet red, but he smiled through the embarrassment. “I'm even more sensitive down there.” He muttered, pulling his legs up to his chest, all while biting down on his lower lip. You were sure at some point you'd die of a heart attack looking at that pretty face of his. You helped him pull off his pants, leaving him in the panties you had caught a glimpse of earlier. And to your surprise, he had been wearing a butt plug all along.
You would have started drooling if you had let yourself. “D-Do you like it?’’ The subtle hesitation in his voice only fueled your desire to ravish him even more.
You didn't say anything. Pressing kisses down the back of his thighs, biting soft marks into his pale skin, all while staring at him, had him questioning you completely. Where was his shy best friend's cousin from earlier? The one who couldn't even look him in the eyes minutes ago? What he didn't know, you weren't you when you were horny. Quite the opposite. It seemed like you turned into a whole other person the second you were aroused.
“You're driving me crazy here.” Pushing his panties to the side, you pulled out his buttplug slowly, drawing a slight wince from him. As soon as it was out, his hole started clenching around nothing. Before he could say anything, you pushed three of your fingers into his mouth, ordering him to suck on them. Get them all nice and wet for you. His tongue trailed alongside your fingers, mouth sucking on them. All while looking up at you.
When you pulled them out, you pushed your fingers into him, tugging at his hair. He let out a whimper, mouth falling open. Leaning forward, you entangled his lips in a soft kiss, fingers moving inside him steadily, swallowing all of his whimpers. He wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you deeper into the kiss. It was intense, heated, filled with lust and a deep sense of desire. With every thrust of your fingers, with every kiss you pressed against his lips, he found himself losing himself further. Losing himself completely in your touch.
When you pulled away from the kiss, having him follow you in a daze with puffy lips, you pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, trailing down his jaw, making your way all the way to his sensitive neck. And boy, was he sensitive. As soon as you sucked on his neck, he whimpered, hands falling from around your neck, pressing against your chest. He wanted to push you away; it was too much. He really wanted to… Well, that's what he thought. Because his body wouldn't let him.
As you continued to suck soft marks into his skin, he bit down on his lower lip. As pathetic as it sounded, he was close. Dangerously close. So close he couldn't even warn you before he came all over himself. He let out a series of high-pitched whimpers, slumping back against his pillows. He closed his eyes as his orgasm washed over him. When he opened them again, you stared at him, a downturned smile plastered on your face. “You came without my permission…” You sighed all sad, looking away from him. His eyes widened at your expression. You genuinely looked hurt.
“I'm sorry.” He exclaimed, one of his big hands reaching out to cup your face, caressing your cheek softly. You nuzzled into his touch, taking in his scent. Fuck, he smelled so good. Too good. “How can I make it up to you, sweetheart?”
You opened your eyes to him, tilting his head to the side, waiting for an answer from you. Lost in his eyes, you stuttered. “I w-want to kiss you again…” You were hesitant, fiddling with your fingers, back to the shy girl from earlier.
He laughed, leaning in close to you, whispering against your lips. “I'll kiss you all you want, Y/n.” That did it. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, turning it into something else, slipping his tongue into your mouth.
Then, you pushed him away. “Stop seducing me, do you know how easy I am?!”
He laughed, pulling you back in. He didn't care. Quite the opposite. In any case, he loved how easy you were for him. Flipping you two over, he hovered over you, pressing kisses all over your face, trailing down your neck, pushing up your shirt. He grabbed your waist softly, licking a stripe down your abdomen. You arched off the bed, and he pressed a teasing kiss to your side before pulling off your pants alongside your panties.
“Spread your legs a little, pretty girl.” Hesitantly, you did as told, covering yourself up with your hands. ‘’Come on,” he whispered, prying your hands off your pussy gently. You were soaking wet already, which wasn't surprising. Holding back was your speciality. “Don't be shy now.”
He licked a stripe up your wet cunt, tongue twirling around the sensitive bundle of nerves. You let out a whine, trying to close your legs to no avail. His hands pryed your legs open, pushing them apart, pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs. “This is a pretty pussy you've got here.” Using his thumbs, he spread your folds, lazily flicking his tongue along them once again. Slurping up your juices, sucking on your clit, pushing his tongue towards the entrance of your hole.
He had you shaking, whimpering, hand tangled in his messy hair. You threw your head back in pleasure, eyes rolling back when he focused all of his attention on your clit. “S-Satoru-!” That was the first time he had heard his name rolled off your tongue. The tone of your voice, his name on your lips, the way you tugged on his hair had his dick and hole twitching. And he continued eating you to his fullest abilities.
Pushing your legs up further, all the way up to your chest. Eating you out like there was a gun pointed at his head. All while your moans fueled him. His ego. When your legs started shaking around his head, he knew you were close. He had you right where he wanted you. Just as suddenly as he had started eating the life out of you, you came.
Hard.
Your orgasm washed over you like a surprising wave crashing down onto you. You gripped his hair tightly, making him whimper into your cunt, only for the vibrations of his voice to spur you on further. Trying to push him away, you tried closing your legs to no avail. He pinned them down forcefully, not budging at all.
Then you felt one of his fingers prodding at your hole. Your eyes widened as he eased himself into you. And for a moment, you stopped fighting him. His long, thick finger pushed past your wet, warm folds, enveloping him in your warmth.
“Fuck,” he whispered against you, pressing soft kisses to your clit. “You're so tight.” Well, obviously, you had never done this before. Matter of fact, you hadn't seen this coming at all.
Usually, when you'd touch guys, make them feel good, they'd be too tired to take care of you after. You tend to have that type of effect on people, which you pride yourself on. And you didn't mind at all. You were not interested in anything that involved penetrative sex and you being on the receiving end.
Until now.
“Are you okay?” He asked, his pretty eyes looking up at you as he started sucking on your clit again. You let out a groan, nodding haptically, having him curl his finger inside you. With time, he added another finger. You were so sensitive, seeing as you had come already. So when he started moving fast, tongue slithering across your clit, fingers curling inside you deliciously, it didn't take long for you to cream and squirt all over his fingers.
Again, it was all so sudden. The tight knot in your stomach unravelled, your eyes rolled back in your head, your grip on his hair loosened, and a thin licking sprayed out of you. He helped you through your high, pressing kisses to your soft thighs, your tummy, rubbing circles into your sides, bringing you back into his room. You had never felt anything like this. You had never had an orgasm like this.
“Whoa,” you whispered, still in shock when he brought you a damp, warm towel. Cleaning you up and making sure you were okay, he rested next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close to him. You couldn't even look at him right now. And he was cheesing, smiling down at you.
“Are you okay?” When you turned your head to look at him, he had that sly little smirk on his face.
“Shut up.”
He nodded, one finger tracing circles into your stomach. “Can I have a kiss?”
On another occasion, you'd shove him away, turn around and go to sleep. But you'd let it slide just this once. Pulling him into a kiss, hand trailing down his waist, moving to his backside, he giggled into the kiss. You could feel him growing hard against you, subtly humping you. He pulled away from the kiss, and you continued trailing kisses down his neck. “I can get my new strap.” He whispered, pushing his head back to give you more access.
That's what you had been waiting for. He walked over to his closet, grabbing the strap in question, with you staring at his ass intensely. No shame at all. Walking back over, he helped you put on the strap, hovering over you. He grabbed some lube from his nightstand, squirting it all over the toy, distributing it evenly. Then, he positioned himself accordingly, right on top of you, sinking down on the toy.
Slowly, he bottomed out while a shiver ran down his spine. Letting out a whimper when he reached the very end of the toy. Resting his hands on either side of your head, with your hands placed on his waist, he leaned down to press a kiss to his lips before he started moving slowly. First, he started grinding slowly, back and forth and in circles. He squeezed his eyes shut, moving his hips in a wave motion, letting the toy penetrate his inside while you watched him.
He could feel you watching him. When his eyes fluttered open, and he saw your star-struck face, he smiled to himself, pushing his thumb into your mouth. You looked so pretty with your mouth full. Slowly, he started bouncing up and down on the toy, making sure to hit his sweet spot whenever he sank down on it. He closed his eyes again, legs shaking and drooling as he started getting into it. When you sucked on his fingers, he whined at the sensation, throwing his head back.
One of your hands on his hips started slamming him down on the toy. The other pumped his dick deliciously but slowly, squeezing around it, preventing him from coming.
“P-Please…”
“Please what?” he had no idea what he was begging for. Progressively, with every movement of his hips, with every bounce on the toy, he lost a piece of his domineering confidence. He moved his thumb out of your mouth, leaning back to hold onto your legs while making himself feel good on the toy. His legs were spread wide, leaving nothing to the imagination. Your cousin's best friend was bouncing on your dick, and you loved every second of it.
“W-Wait…” He pushed your hand away gently, freeing himself from your strokes, before letting the toy slip out of his hand. “I almost came…” he muttered, slumping down, head resting in the crook of your neck. For a second there, you just held each other. He listened to your heartbeat, and you drew circles into his sides. And you stayed there until he was ready to continue.
When you woke up the next day, you thought it had all been a dream. A good but weird dream. Your eyes fluttered open, having to get used to the sunlight shining throughout your room. You stared up at the ceiling and felt nauseated. Why would you ever have a dream like this? You were a total pervert. A freak. You were fully convinced it had been a dream until you tried to move, and you couldn't. It was like something was holding you back. Or better yet, someone. When you looked down, Gojo's arms were wrapped around you tightly. So it had not been a dream? You had to get out of there.
When you tried prying his hand off you, he wouldn't move. Not even an inch. And just when you were about to start panicking-
“Close your eyes and go back to sleep.” He whispered, voice raspy from his tiredness.
“B-But-”
“Shh, sleep, baby.” He dismissed you, covering your face with his big hand.
“Just to be clear, we're not dating.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He dismissed you once again, hand clasping over your mouth as he nuzzled into your chest.
Why on God's green earth did you decide to sleep with him? Out of all the people on campus? You rolled your eyes and decided to get some more sleep in. Your classes wouldn't start too early today, so you had some time before you had to leave.
Once you two got up, he gave you some of his clothes to wear so that you could sneak out of his room. While you were on high alert, watching the hallway through his peephole, making sure no one would see you, he did not give a fuck. Let them see, he would say, and you would just groan in frustration. You're an adult. Some adults have sex. Totally normal. Well, it wasn't since you had just fucked the university's golden boy. You were sure this rumour was going to spread like wildfire.
“Let's forget this ever happened.” You muttered, getting ready to open the door. You pushed down the door handle, opening the door slightly, before you were stopped in your tracks. He closed the door again, turning you around and pushing your back against the wall. Before you could say anything, he pressed his lips against yours, squeezing your cheeks with one hand. He slipped his tongue into your mouth immediately, having you melt into the kiss. Then he cupped your cheeks, staring into your eyes, smiling. “No, I'll see you at lunch.”
“What?!” He opened the door and pushed you out into the hallway. And before you could protest, the door was shut right in your face. You could hear him laughing through the door. Such a menace. You rushed outside the guys' building and made your way to your classes.
You couldn't even focus on class. But the most important thing is that you went and tried listening. But nothing stuck that day. After class, Geto waited for you. Together, you two walked towards a little diner where you were going to have lunch together. To your surprise, Gojo wasn't seated at the table, which had you letting out a sigh of relief. You didn't need him trying to get under your skin today.
But you put your guard down too late. He and Shoko walked in a few minutes later, and he sat right in front of you. Luckily, he didn't say anything to you. Hell, he didn't look at you. Maybe he was really going to behave today.
Suddenly, you felt something making its way up your leg. Without anyone noticing, you peeked under the table. It was his leg. He was trying to tease you.
Immediately, you stood up, saying you had to go to the bathroom. You had to ground yourself, and he had to fix your attitude. When you turned on your heels about to leave, he called out your name. What now? You thought to yourself. You turned to face him, and he grabbed something from his pocket, resting it on your table side.
“You forgot your earrings last night.”
Everyone stared at you. And that's when he decided it was the perfect time to leave and take care of some other businesses. Leaving you there after throwing a grenade into the room. He smiled at you, patted your head while walking past you and stepped out of the diner.
Gojo Satoru, the campus' loser and your next victim. No one ever stays around enough to get to know him. But something about him... Intrigues you. Maybe it's the way he stutters when you speak to him. Maybe it's the way he does your workload with ease... Maybe it's the way he moans when you fuck him.
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warnings: angsty, you are mean and manipulative, taking advantage of him, loss of virginity, riding him, pussy drunk gojo, blowjob, voyerism, crying, fingering, pegging, subby!gojo, nerdy!gojo, college au
character: Gojo Satoru
“He's totally into you!” You rolled your eyes, letting out a huff. “He can't be that dense.” Because it'd actually be sad if he had fallen for you of all people. Someone who wouldn't even acknowledge him in public. If he did, he was more stupid than you would have thought. And that's for someone who is an academic weapon. That's just how some people are. Some people are smart in life, and academically, some people aren't good at anything and everything. Other people are book-smart but not street-smart. That was the case for the guy you were dealing with right now.
Gojo Satoru. The professor's golden boy. Disgustingly educated about any topic in history. He could explain anything to you and even dumb it down like you were a three-year-old child trying to follow what he was saying. As popular as he was amongst educators, one would have thought he'd be liked on campus.
That was a false claim. He was an outcast. Some people labelled him a loser. A loner. The only time people acknowledged him was when they needed something from him. Study sheets, solutions to assignments, help with presentations, and so on. And honestly, you did feel bad for him. But at the end of the day, his life was none of your business. Not your circus, not your monkeys.
He let people take advantage of him because he wanted to make some friends. But anytime he let someone get close to him, it ended badly. Well, it ended the way anyone would expect. They would use him to get their grades up and dump him again. Walking past him on campus like it was nothing.
Whenever you'd watch him walk around campus pitifully, you'd roll your eyes hard. Well, obviously, they'd take advantage of him, and he was too dumb to see it. It irritated you. But you weren't going to do anything about it, nor speak to him. That was until he decided he'd make it a business.He'd willingly work on people's assignments for them, prepare presentations, and whatnot for money. At least he would gain something from helping people now. That's how you two met. It was a rainy night, and you were stuck in your campus library trying to finish an assignment, and you had no idea what you were doing.
You had been sitting in the same spot for hours and had barely made any progress. Nothing made sense, and everything was too complicated. Statistics was not something you enjoyed doing in class.
Just when you were about to give up, you felt the presence of someone else. Someone stepped up behind you and watched what you were doing. Slowly, you turned around, frowning at the person behind you. "Do you mind?" you asked, clearly irritated.
He gasped nervously, trying to string a few words together. It was none other than the nerdy outcast himself. For someone so smart, he sure took his sweet ass time to come up with a sentence. And due to obvious reasons, you didn't have time for all that. You groaned, turning away from him, averting your attention back to your work.
You prayed he'd just disappear and leave you alone. You were not in the mood to disgrace someone's son today. “Um, I think I could help you with that.” Why was he still talking?
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