𓂃 ♡ ． ꒰ (五条悟) 𝑆𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑈 𝐺𝑂𝐽𝑂 fails no nut november
"s-satoru," you whisper, voice trembling. "can you move just a little bit..please?"
unlatching his lips from your tit with a lewd pop, satoru lets out a soft chuckle.
"no can do, bunny." he hums, pressing an maddening gentle kiss to your temple. "I'll get carried away. you don't want that, right?"
sniffling, you nod against him, even though its a lie. every year it's the same 'no nut november' competition with suguru, and every year, satoru loses within a week--to you, sinking himself balls deep into your cunt before he even could think twice.
but gojo soon realized his losing streak was growing detrimental to both his bragging rights and his wallet. so this year, he made up his mind. he was going to last all month long.
yet, it's day six and you’re tangled up with him on the bed, perched on his fat cock, sticky undies pulled carelessly to the side as he suckles on your pretty nipples. he technically wasn't cheating; the rule was that he couldn't nut--suguru never said anything about cockwarming.
"you're being mean," you breath, back arching into his mouth as he sucks on your sensitive nipple, cunt smearing an obscene amount of slick and cum all over his stubbly pelvis. your freshly-manicured nails tangle in his white mop of hair. "i jus' w-wanna make you feel good."
gojo exhales a small laugh through his nose, you were always so precious thinking about him. "I know baby, but I already told you. I can't lose to suguru again. not this year."
you roll your hips harder, sloppier in response, your ass smacking against his chubby balls with loud plaps. "I-I don't care about the stupid bet," you insist, a wet pout forming as you tilt your head up to meet his eyes.
"can't wait a month for your cum daddy."
"c'mon..don't say it like that baby." he groans, and you can't tell if he's talking about your vulgar language or the fact that you just called him daddy. either way he could feel his resolve slipping.
he should pull you off of him while he was still thinking straight--before he did something he might regret. but you were squeezing so tight around his lonely cock, and somehow you smelled so much sweeter than normal..how was he supposed to go without your pussy for three more weeks?
stray hands make their way to your hips, clinging on as your grind him for dear life. you were relentless with his body, with every one of your clumsily bounces, his thick tip smushed up into your spongy cervix. his mouth was far from your chest now, drooling stupidly as he watched from beneath. when had he taught you to ride like this?
"please, toru" you whine, softer this time, humping his lap with tiny grunts. "need you so bad." grabbing his shaky pale hands from your waist, you kiss them each, before setting them flush on your pudgy tummy, directly over your heart-shaped womb. "I wanna feel you, here."
gosh. satoru could feel his heart swell three times its size. with your big wobbly eyes and warm runny nose, you were just too sweet for your own good. now, he's forgotten all about the bet--he wants nothing more than to paint your velvety insides white with his creamy ribbons.
"shit, bunny." he rasps, pressing hot peppery open-mouthed kisses to your collarbone and tits while he left his hands on your womb. he wonder what it would feel like after being stuffed up with all his cum.
"y'er right, fuck the bet. got more important things to do." he thrusts up without warning, causing your swollen tits to bounce, earning a half excited-half nervous squeal from you in return.
"sugu's just gonna hafta understand," he drawls, flipping you on your back with one smooth motion. "gotta fill this sweet pussy right--fucking--now"
well...there was always next year. ♡
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