footballplayer!gojo confessing to his best friend :3
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It’s Friday night, and you swear you feel like you should be anywhere else, but no, your best friend Satoru just had to drag you out to his game, it was “the final game of the season” or something. You don’t know, you honestly weren’t listening. It’s not that you don’t love Satoru, you do, really. It’s just.. Sports were never your thing. But you were still here to support him (and ogle him while he runs around all sweaty…).
“Hi, Y/n!” Satoru bounded up to you, a huge grin on his face, “are you excited for the game?”
“Of course, ‘Toru. I hope you win!!” you beam back at him, not noticing the slight flush on his cheeks when he sees you smile so sweetly, just for him.
“I always win, you know. I’m the star of this team.”
“Yeah, yeah.. Your head is getting too big.”
“What?!?! That’s ridicul- what?” Satoru turns around, annoyed at the interruption, “Oh.. Bye, Y/n!! I’ll see you after the game!!” He looks like he wants to say something, or do something, before he leaves but he gives you an awkward smile and runs off.
Maybe you do like football after all. Watching Satoru getting all riled up.. It was really doing something to you.. What? What are you thinking, Y/n?! That’s your best friend!! You shove your thoughts back down, shaking your head and focusing on the game, on him. God, he looks so.. Delicious.. Sweat dripping down his forehead, panting like that.. Oops, he’s looking at you. You wonder if he could feel your stare..
Satoru thinks he might just go insane. He’s so distracted, how can he focus when you’re right there? Watching him? He’s felt your intense gaze all night and honestly? He’s worried he’s disappointing you. The self-proclaimed “star of the team” is worried that his best friend (crush) is gonna be disappointed. He turns around for a split second, making eye contact with you and he feels his cheeks heat up as you cheer and wave at him. Fuck, she’s so cute.
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It’s the end of the game, and Satoru can’t help himself, it’s like there’s an otherworldly force pulling him towards you, “So? What did you think? Are you gonna finally fall for the sexy football player?” he gives you a cheeky smirk, flexing his muscles teasingly,
“I’m joking, sweets.” Can he tell how hard you’re blushing right now? “But really, w-what did you think?”
“Umm.. you did really well…” Why were you both acting so shy? It’s just you and Satoru. You smack his arm playfully, laughing, “Why do you care what I think, huh?” anything to get rid of the awkwardness..
“I don’t! Shut up.. I just.. I was curious, okay?” his cheeks were burning red, a small scowl on his face. You giggle, way too amused by his sudden shyness,
“Don’t worry, ‘Toru, I thought you were perfect! I don’t know much about football.. But you guys won, right? So you must’ve done great!” your smile is contagious, Satoru grins again, picking you up and spinning you around,
“Hell yeah we won! And it’s all thanks to the great Satoru Gojo!” he gently puts you back down, starting to pose in the stupidest positions, eliciting more laughter to spill from your lips.
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About an hour later, you and Satoru are in his car, huddled up in the backseat, because, of course, he wants to watch a movie in his car with you before the night ends. Who needs a cinema when you have Satoru, right? You’re practically on his lap, and it all feels so natural. And it is. It’s always like this with Satoru, his presence is so familiar and comforting. You both click together like puzzle pieces, and everything feels right. You ignore the fluttering in your chest, telling yourself it’s just the smell of his cologne or his freshly shampooed hair. He wraps his arms around your waist, yawning quietly before murmuring, “are you okay? You seem distracted, we can go home if you like." He's so considerate. It takes every fiber of your being not to kiss him. You turn around, straddling him and smiling,
“Hi, ‘Toru.” he chuckles,
“You really were cool out there today..” you mumble, heat creeping up your neck as you watch that smile blossom on his face. Not the usual cocky, smug smirk, but a genuine smile.
“You think so? Honestly..” he begins, leaning back a little and closing his eyes, “I was really nervous.”
“How come? I thought you loved football, and that you were ‘the greatest player ever.’” He smirks faintly at your over top of the imitation of him, shaking his head.
“Yeah. I am. But I was nervous because you were there..” his voice grows softer as he gazes at you, “I mean, it was your first time watching me.. And I don’t know.. I guess I really wanted to impress you, Y/n.” you’re shocked, literally speechless. What was he trying to say? You give him a look, silently urging him to continue. He laughs softly, tilting his head, “you still don’t get it? I really like you, Y/n, in fact, I think I may love you. You’re so sweet, kind, smart, and beautiful.. everything. I wake up thinking about you, you don’t understand how nervous I felt this morning. I was praying with everything in me that I wouldn’t mess up and you’d think I was some kind of loser,” he laughs again, before looking out the window, his cheeks burning red in the dim light, “don’t you see that you drive me crazy? I’m always thinking about you, wondering how you’re doing. I want to share everything with you.”
You kiss him before you can even register what’s happening, your lips pressing onto his, your hands cupping his cheeks. He doesn’t waste a second, kissing you back just as gently, a soft exhale escaping his lips as the kiss gets deeper. You both get more passionate, you’re wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes his tongue into your mouth. Eventually you pull away, a dopey grin on your face, “I like you too, Satoru, so much.” He kisses you again, pulling you close once more. Your lips mold together so perfectly, as if you were made for this, made for each other. As the kiss gets deeper, he starts tugging at your shirt, breaking the kiss for a second to pull it over your head, a string of saliva connecting you both.
“You’re beautiful..” he whispers, “are you sure this is okay?”
“Of course I am.. I-I’ve wanted this for a long time too..” you clumsily fumble with his shirt, pulling it off him, your hands immediately feeling his chest. You always knew Satoru was in shape, but he was so handsome. His body was.. Unreal. There was no other way to describe it.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he quips, cocky as ever.
“So do you,” It’s not like you hadn’t noticed the way he was practically drooling over your tits, and you grin, “I know you want to.” He immediately starts feeling and squeezing them through your bra, fuck, you wish you wore something more sexy tonight.
“C-can I take it off, baby, please..?” Something about the desperation in Satoru’s voice is so attractive, you feel yourself getting wetter by the second. You nod, because who were you not to indulge in Satoru’s every request? He makes quick work of your bra, latching onto one of your nipples like a man starved, feeling his dick harden at the whimpers that fall from your lips.
“S-satoru..” you whine, grinding on his thigh, needing to feel him, “Don’t tease, please..” that’s all it takes for him, he moves you around, laying you on your back as he frees his cock. Your eyes widen, because wow. Satoru is big. He looks down at you nervously, mumbling, “umm.. T-this is my first time..” and again, your eyes widen. You didn’t expect Satoru to be a virgin.
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Satoru pushes into you gently, afraid to hurt you, “Are you okay..? D-does it hurt?” he exhales in relief as you shake your head, continuing deeper as he bottoms out. He tenses at your gasp, trying his hardest to not move until you tell him to. As soon as you nod, he starts thrusting, setting a fast pace, panting heavily. You’re moaning into his ear, your nails digging into his back and he swears he’s in heaven. He kisses your tits, neck, jaw and finally your lips, murmuring sweet nothing against them, “Fuck, I love you, baby. You feel so good.. Fuck..”
“‘Toru…” you whine, eyes rolling back, “feels so good.. Need you..”
Satoru’s thrusts get more frantic as he feels himself getting close, he squeezes your tits, pinching your nipple and loving the way your face contorts in pleasure. “Baby, I’m gonna come.. Shit… she’s gripping me so tight.” he groans,
“Oh my god, Satoru!” your orgasm hits you hard, you grab onto his shoulders, eyes rolling back as your pussy clenches around his cock. He laughs breathlessly,
“God, baby, you’re so sexy, you know that..?” he’s panting harder and then he pulls out, stroking himself until he comes all over you, painting your stomach and tits in his seed.
He smiles down at you, cupping your cheeks and praising you lovingly, “you did so well, Y/n. You’re amazing.” he grabs his jacket from behind him, gently cleaning you up, pressing little kisses all over your body. You sit up, a little dazed before hugging him tight,
“I love you too, ‘Toru.” He kisses you properly, pouring all his emotions into you before pulling back and finally tidying you up.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” he chuckles, kissing your cheek. It was like he was addicted to you already.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to do that!” you giggle, climbing back onto his lap.
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You two stay like that for a while before he drives you home, kissing you one last time with the most lovesick smile, “Will you be my girlfriend, Y/n?”
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a/n: so this was my first time writing smut and im pretty sure this sucks ass but yeah.. i hope you guys enjoy :p
