☰⠀DETAILS⠀ⵓ⠀NSFW ( MDNI ) ະ oral (f) ະ fingering ະ humiliation ະ dirty talk ະ name calling (slut, whore) ະ reading being a bit of a brat
ignorance is bliss, especially when a secret ties two notorious students of the university.
you can always see him looking at you from afar, etching a smirk on his godly features before chatting away to his friends some nonsense he had thought of. those bright blue eyes of his can trap anyone in its gaze, melting them despite the icy hue of those orbs. his white hair pushed back by the headband only emphasizes more of his pretty-boy image, making each girl swoon and lay helpless in his beck and command.
gojou satoru, the university's basketball mvp and resident heartthrob is a person you can't ignore no matter how much you try to.
his towering height, charming smile, and outstanding skills had made him known by the teachers as well. he makes his appearances in the university's paper and shown as one of its pride. so of course, how can you ignore the gojou satoru?
well, it's possible if you're the l/n f/n, the president of the student regent who's known to be strict and flawless in everything she does.
no one dared to mess with you, having zero chances to win an argument. you were smart and determined to always push forth what you think is right and needed in every given situation. you never once got distracted with your own morals and paves your own path without impeding other people's agendas.
you never once faltered when ridiculed for the things you didn't omit and never stuttered when you chew out those who dared try to ruin your perfect image. crumbling under pressure wasn't normal for you and breaking the tense atmosphere once you walked inside the council room proves how powerful you are in the whole student body. a sharp look signifies what needs to be mentioned and prepared before you even grab a seat.
everyone admired your work ethic and looked up at how influential you can be as you stood proud and represented the whole university for a local event. everyone tried to bring down the force you accord yourself with but it was impossible when you got enough support from those who have always believed in your potential. a healthy exchange of appreciation and dedication for the people who had been a part of your journey high up the ranks. fabricating these genuine emotions is far from what you planned on doing.
you live a life of truth and wisdom but why do your expressions right now beg to differ?
"stop forcing your dirty fingers inside me, satoru. never you want me to cum this badly huh?" you felt two of his thick digits prod at your entrance as his thumb flicks on your clit flushed deep red from his previous assault. gojou had you pinned down on the table of the laboratory, devilishly grinning when a forced whimper had run out of your lips.
"stop acting high and mighty, miss president. need me to remind you who demanded me to stop fooling around? it's you right?" gojou whispered hotly in your ear, feeling the way your back arched in the most beautiful of a curve his eyes had laid upon. the way your face had contorted in the lewdest expression he saw you at this moment, the hidden malevolence to see you break all because of him arises in complete domination. his eyes tell the rampant titillation 'til you crumble.
the nickname irks you more than anything he had said at that moment but to see gojou without the usual black headband pushing up his silver locks up his head, crystal blue irises burning in multi-folds of emotions raging between anger and lust, he isn't just a basketball mvp known for his talents and looks when he looked this godly in front of you.
"but telling me off isn't the only thing you're here to do because i know that girls like you wants to be treated like a slut." your heart had felt the heavy undertones of his ire, pushing you more to spite him for all you care.
"bet you liked being fucked stupid and even be called a whore, right f/n?" and despite the anger that bubbles within your core, you can't help but tighten around his fingers, showing him the pleasure you felt when he's drowning in the exasperation of your untamed desires. the real you that pulls out this cold and ruthless man to play,
you were mad and so was he. and he wants you to ruin you more than ever. why do you have to be so stubborn yet irresistible?
"fuck, take a good look at that face. so, so pretty when you're breaking down into this slutty mess." gojou whispers in your ears and starts to move down south.
both his hands that separated your legs had locked you down the platform, your slick-coated cunt welcomed his blue eyes. before you know it, he kisses you from your inner thighs until it reaches your sloppy pussy and gives you experimental licks on the lips, ripping another moan from you.
your body writhed pathetically to the assault of his tongue, slurping and sucking on the arousal that pours out of you. the wet muscle flicks and thrusts in and out of you in fluid motion, your thighs closing from the overwhelming sensation but gojou kept your legs spread apart, peering up and beamed at your dazed expression that you can feel him smiling below you.
tears had puddled in your eyes, feeling the tightening knot spreading an intense feeling of pleasure throughout your whole body. and gojou didn't once falter at how fast he was licking up and down your pussy, simultaneously sucking and thrusting his tongue on your sopping hole. his nose gingerly brushes on your clit, his hair tickling your abdomen. the stimulation he gives you pushes you to the edge, coming on his fat tongue.
gojou smiles below you, lapping out all the juices dripping from your cunt. and still he drives you mad by dragging out your orgasm by shoving three of his fingers once more, easily rising out the euphoric feeling of tightening around his fingers, body trashing around but his hold was so tight you can't push yourself up with the heels of your feet. your walls had quickly pulsed once more before he lets go and let your orgasm tone down for a few minutes as he ogles at your fucked up state.
"oh, don't think we're done ms. president." gojou shuffles out of his shorts, a hand jerking his throbbing cock. he hissed at the feeling of his fingers jacking himself, using your slick to smoothly rub himself up.
"open up your legs and better keep your voice down. wouldn't want them to hear their dear president sobbing as she gets fucked in school grounds, right?" gojou aligns his cock on your sloppy hole, your toes curled as he flicks your clit with the tip of his dick. he smears his pre-cum on your skin before he slowly thrusts himself in.
"fuck, satoru. how many sluts have you fucked? you're so good at this." you lowly barked back, feeling him sharply tugged at your hair, pulling you close to his body. gojou left kisses from your cheeks all the way to your neck before sinking his teeth on the most sensitive part of your skin. you almost let out a scream if not for the effort of biting down on your thumb.
"i never fuck around like you think, missy." with a sharp jerk of his hips, he had hits into you so deeply, eyes closing and what used to be your muffled moans turned into silent cries. "and i would only settle for the best. fuck, keep tightening around me you slut."
and you did because you can't stop how amazing he was in railing you down the table. you feel so full, your walls clamping down once more when he drives you to the third orgasm at this hour. the warmth and the way you spasm around him had gojou coming as well, pulling out and shoot thick ropes of his cum on your pussy, the mixture of your slick together with his drips down your ass and down the table.
"you really are amazing f/n." gojou lazily mutters, resting his forehead above you as the two of you rest your spent bodies. and you playfully slapped his face in response to his amusement, softly giggling along with him.
"you're such an asshole, do you know that?" he rips himself away from your body and went to search through his bag for a clean towel. with the soft cottony material in hand, he gently cleans you up while you continued steadying your breathing but never ignoring the soft and fuzzy feeling when you see gojou's blue eyes shyly looks away as he erase the mess he made on you.
"come on, let's get you home." gojou linked his hands on yours, slowly pulling you to sit down on the table and gave you a new set of clothes. you looked down and saw his clean jersey with some shorts matching the university's colors.
"i thought you're going to play today?" you asked, eyes shifting towards his in worry. "would the coach be mad at you?"
"nah, i wouldn't really mind." and he helps you change in his large top, smiling when he sees you looking so small in his clothes. "if i ever get to flaunt out my amazing girlfriend like this, who minds not playing for the game today?"
☰⠀NOTE⠀ⵓ⠀yes, this was an old work from wp. i did change some things here and there and internally died while editing all these </3 i am cringing at all my past works so yeah, i'm still cringing while i edit this.
