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Gojo’s obsessed with your boobs
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𑣲 mdni (18+), afab!reader, annoying pervert gojo
- Gojo’s always been physical when it came to you. Whether it was him rubbing his hands up and down your sides lazily, or lightly gripping the back of your neck as he guided you through crowded rooms, or even just holding your hand in his. He had to be touching you.
- His favorite part of you to touch is your chest, because of course it is. He’s always been a little pervert, all sly smiles and dirty jokes when he saw you, but the thing that always felt the dirtiest was how he’d paw your chest at any given moment.
- Sometimes it’s not sexual in the slightest. When you’re watching a movie, your back against his chest, his hands will knead at your hips before sliding to your chest absentmindedly. He’ll gently squeeze your breasts through your shirt, basically using them as a fidget toy while you try and focus on the movie in front of you.
⤷ you’ll have to slap his hands away when the friction of your shirt makes your nipples sensitive and achy. He’ll listen and behave but he’ll pout about it for a while (as if he could ever let it go).
- But most times it is sexual. When you’re lying in bed, freshly showered, skin smooth with a sweet smelling lotion and body achy from work Gojo will slip under the sheets next to you. It doesn’t take long before you feel his warm hands slide under the hem of your shirt and his hard cock grinding up against your ass.
⤷ on nights when you don’t want to do much you’ll allow him to roll your nipple between his fingers as he gets himself off. When he’s close he punches hard just to hear the soft little whimpers you make.
⤷ and on nights when you’re feeling a little more dominate than usual he’ll wrap his lips around your nipple as you lazily stroke his cock with one hand, the other combing through his snowy locks as you coo so sweetly into his warm red ear. His hands and face never leave the warmth of your chest, even after he’s cum into your palm his tongue and fingers are swirling and caressing your achy breasts. It feels good, right? Maybe you should just let him do as he pleases.
Oh to be a girl in the 80s waiting for her boyfriend to climb through her window is my dream
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Im so incredibly dependent on people to take care of my emotions it’s actually scaring me.