gojo x reader x sukuna pt. 3 [part. one] [part. two]
you never thought this would happen.
you thought everything was going so well, that sukuna was seriously warming up to you. that maybe he’d started to love you, you seen a future with him, even if it was living in a run down neighbourhood with 4 kids. they wouldve been your kids, and he would have been your husband
but no, that wasn’t the case. of course it wasn’t. because when you walked into his apartment, balls deep in some chick as he dirty talked her? your heart broke. that future faded into nothingness and the pit in your stomach just got bigger and bigger with every time you thought about it.
you were just a toy to him, a pathetic, dumb little toy for him to fuck and use as he pleases. you didn’t mean anything to him, you were strictly there for his entertainment.
but when he looked up and seen you standing in the door way on that evening? he was just as devastated as you. that feeling settled into his stomach, too. he’d fucked up. he got used to you, how you were always around, the extra toothbrush in his bathroom, the drawer he emptied for you which was now full of underwear and casual wear, he didn’t want to get used to you, but he did, and now he regretted even looking in another girls direction.
he brought flowers to your place every day, tried to talk to your parents to find out how you were doing, made new social media accounts to check up on you, aka stalk, he did anything he could, because he wanted you back.
so imagine his surprise when he knocks on your door one weekend, and satoru fucking gojo answers.
“the fuck are you doin’ here?” sukina spat out, furrowing his eyebrows at the man he’d loathed for years. he figured you were doing this to annoy him.
“me? the fuck are you doin’ here?” satoru bit back, his eyes squinted into thin lines. staring daggers into the pink-haired man’s skull.
sukuna was about to reply, until he heard your sweet voice ringing through the room, his eyes softening as he stared at you.
“who is it?” you hummed to the white haired man, a hand against his chest before you looked at him. sukuna, your face immediately dropping.
sukuna wanted to say something full hearted, but he couldn’t even control the words that fell out his mouth.
“what, we broke up two weeks ago ‘nd ya’ already fuckin’ someone else? such a whore. and to think you were a virgin only a few months ago.”
he said through gritted teeth, but the way your eyebrows knitted together, a frown moulding on your pretty lips, he immediately regretted it
“bet he don’t even fuck ya’ right.”
he muttered. and that’s how he ended up here, tied up to a kitchen chair that satoru dragged into your bedroom as he watched satoru fuck the shit out of you
he was pulling at his restraints. he hated this, he hated watching the girl he loves had first getting fucked so good by someone he hated. tch, and he couldn’t even touch his dick with all the ropes..
“s-slow down! toruuu mph!”
you cried out, eyes rolled back into your head and mouth gaped as satoru dug your face deeper into the damp sheets, letting out a few little groans of pleasure himself, but your loud moans were easily drowning his out.
he cooed, he wasn’t even looking at you. he was staring right at sukuna as he dug a palm into your lower back, forcing your arch.
he wanted sukuna to know he fucked you good, better than him, even.
“fuckin’ mutt.” sukuna grumbled to satoru, his breath heavy with anger. he was seething. god he couldn’t wait to get his god damm hands on satoru—
satoru just smirked at him, grinding his dick harder inside of you, one of his hands moving from your head to toy with your puckered hole, slipping his thumb into your ass
you cried out, trying to crawl away from the dick but that didn’t work, satoru only pulled you back, using your hair as leverage
“ah-ah, and where are you going?”
satoru hummed, his movements stilling inside of you, his tip pressing against your cervix
“shooo good toru.. too good..” you cried, whimpering at the pressure his dick had on your cervix, splitting your velvety walls open on his fst cock, your slick dripping down your aching thighs
and right when satoru was about to say something back, whisper something dirty into your ear, he heard the sound of the rope breaking, a crack filling the room, and then sukuna’s gruff voice.
“let me atleast’ fuckin’ join. this is hell. say no ‘nd ill beat both o’ your asses.”
woah satoru dick me down next
