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Baby I need a part two for danger lusting you can’t leave me hanging like that I want that reward 😩😩

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Hello again, loves! I apologize for being inactive because I was busy with matters regarding school and academics (being a college student is just so tiring LMFAO) I wasn't expecting the first part to actually blow up and just wanted to leave it like that but I saw all of your comments, messages, reblogging stuff and I decided to actually make a part two as soon as I finished my stuff from school. From the bottom of my heart, thank you all so so much! Cheers to my 58 follower count! <3

If you haven't read the first part, here's the link! DANGER LUSTING (Pt. 1)

Tags: AFAB READER, CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! Gojo as your teacher (holy shit , i mean yeah? why not?) cervix fucking, creampie, dacryphilia, voyeurism, dumb fucking (yeah, i had to) dom!Mentor Gojo x sub!Student reader, a bit of degrading (come on, what's smut if we don't have this even a little bit of degrading?) shower sex, lavatory sink fucking (YEAH), mirror sex, hand job, blow job, throat fucking, face fucking, oral sex, rough sex, praising (you deserve it.), age gap (he's your mentor) I think that's it?

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It has been two weeks now since the said trip of your instructor and mentor, Gojo Satoru. As what you've heard he's at Kyoto doing some 'sorcerers' job or whatever that stuff was. And it has been also two weeks ever since that interaction you had with him.

Up until now, the interaction somewhat drove you either flustered, unfocused, or even tired. Were you flustered because of how he talked to you that day? That made you feel dizzy as you recalled the little sinful imaginations you had with him? Were you unfocused because of what he told you to do and what he promised? Thinking about it, you cannot help but to have the urge to ask him what he meant by the reward. Was it something special? A V.I.P reward perhaps? Or were you tired of subconsciously waiting for THAT reward.

Augh fine damn it, for fucks sake. Rolling your eyes, you quickly took your phone, scrolled through the message history and found his name.

Now that you realized that you were about to message him, hesitancy struck you. Messaging your mentor meant that you only were thinking about it the whole time not realizing that you're actually doing the opposite as to what he requested: for you to learn and practice more as a jujutsu sorcerer. You felt the rush of nervousness as reality struck you, it made you also realize that you've been slacking off for the past few days and now, you won't even know when he's coming back.

"I bet he's gonna be so disappointed if he doesn't see any improvements--" As you gather your thoughts and pick up your newly laundry track pants a knock interrupted you followed by a familiar voice.

"Hey, Y/N." It was Megumi, knocking patiently.

"Girl you better hurry up," Of course it was the energetic Nobara who was the opposite of Megumi.

"Calm down, she's probably asleep." The raven-haired male shushed her down.

"Hey Y/N do you wanna come with us? We're going to eat outside, probably just rest for today." Itadori's cheerful voice never fails to make you smile. "The seniors are also coming with us,"

As much as you wanted to join them with their fun, you have to sacrifice this day for you to at least improve on your field. It was awfully painful to not be with them but you have to satisfy him.

Am I doing this for myself or for his satisfaction? You questioned yourself. I'm actually doing this for myself, to improve. Nothing more. To improve, learn, be strong, and show my capabilities.

"I'm sorry guys I'm a bit dizzy as of the moment, I'll try to catch up with you later." You faked a weak voice and groaning. "You guys have fun,"

"Are okay? Do you need some medicine?" Nobara started to knock the door slowly. "Is it the time of the month again?"

"What time of the month?" You heard Itadori's wondering voice. He's probably scratching his head and looking at Megumi with a clueless look while Megumi on the other hand, simply sighed. Megumi has a step sister, quite the same age as him and they have been living together. Hence, he's aware of what Nobara meant. He feels a bit embarrassed to say it to Itadori so he just looked away and pretended he doesn't know a thing.

"N-no, I think it's just a headache." You lied, once again. "A sleep or a nap will do,"

"Okay then, you better call us if you need anything or something happens. I'll deadass whoop your ass and I'm not lying!" Nobara raised her tone and later on pursed her lips. "Holy shit I shouldn't be mad, it's not healthy for the skin!"

"Just tell us, Y/N. If you need food or anything, leave a us a call or message us." Itadori started to walk. "Take care, Y/N! I hope you get well soon," Megumi followed Yuuji so as Nobara. Their small talks slowly fading as they passed and went out.

You waited until minutes have already passed, sure enough that they were outside the institution. You quickly got out of your room and rushed towards the area where the students would usually practice.

You started off with a short exercise beforehand and proceeding to your task, not letting loose of your objective: become stronger.

While you kept yourself busy under the heat of the sun, the white-haired mentor was bored and it showed unto his actions.

"Gojo, can't you sit properly?" Utahime's irritated voice made Gojo smile. It was pretty obvious that they were sitting stupid and just listen as to what they are told for a couple of times already. "Keep your legs off the table!"

"Come on Hime-chan, it's quite boring. Can't you tell? Even Mei Mei herself feels sleepy with this random bullshit meeting," his lips pursed while he pointed out at Mei Mei who simply rested her chin on the back of her palm while her eyes were closed.

"Do not drag me to your random bullshit, Gojo."

"You're no fun anyway,"

Gojo snickered while he tried annoying the two ladies to kill sometime. Honestly speaking, he would have preferred roaming around the city of Kyoto and buy-- or should I say hoard-- random stuff he sees than sit here. He would have loved spending his time watching his students achieve and get stronger every single day. And speaking of students, it was not strange that it was YOU whom Gojo thought at first.

Gojo leaned on his chair comfortably as he tried to get rid of the thought of you.

Christ, does this woman know when not to show up? Gojo thought. To him, it was impossible to get rid of the sudden thought of you. He avoided the things that would have reminded him of you because as we know, he would have teleported from Kyoto to the institution in Tokyo just to see you. Distracting himself, he stood up and decided to go outside of the meeting room wherein that crappy meeting was held.

"Oi, Satoru you're not allowed to go yet! Dumbass idiot come back here!" Utahime raised her voice with an agitated tone. She stood up and steam was coming out from her ears. "Hey! Stupid!"

"Leave him be, Utahime. That man is a pain in the ass,"

Gojo left the room. There was no need of his presence, they don't need to halt the meeting just because he wasn't around.

"Fucking hell." Gojo murmurs. There was this big urge of him to just see you. It was so strong that he himself was sure that could just close his eyes and right away, he's in the place you were and it was something he would do. Right now.

He was already speculating as to where might you be. He didn't want to just appear so sudden however he wanted to surprise you. Probably if you were with the team, he would also surprise them. Sliding his long slender fingers into his left pocket, he picked up his phone, opened it and went through his contacts. Scrolling through the names and finding Megumi's cellphone number.

I want to see her.

Fucking stop. What are you doing to me?

Fuck.

He immediately went to the corner and dialed Megumi.

"Come on, answer." He whispered. He wasn't sure what he was even doing but he wanted to know what were you guys doing and not long, the student answered his call.

"Hello." Megumi greeted with a monotone voice.

"Yooo Megu-chan~" Gojo on the other hand greeted him the polar opposite of what Megumi greeted him. "Why so cold? Someone pissed you off?"

"Tsk, what is it Gojo-sensei?"

Gojo liked how Megumi is straight up sometimes. Gojo smiled and let his back rest unto the cold wall. "See, I called you to know about your progress while I'm here in Kyoto. How's it?"

"We're doing fine, we've been practicing for the past few days since you were gone. We're doing good without you." Megumi joked but kept his monotone voice.

"Megu-chan it hurts you know," Gojo faked a sob before snickering. "And?"

"We're out today with our seniors. We decided to have a small get together and rest. Y/N isn't with us, she said she's sick. She told us she'll be resting."

"Oh," hearing you sick made him frown. "Alright, take care. Just be prepared because I'll be coming anytime." He did a smug face before Megumi decided to end the call.

He couldn't stop thinking of you getting sick. It was just so sudden. He sure was updated with the current weather and the forecast as well. Maybe you overworked? He knows you too damn well you'd either overwork yourself out or be a lazy princess who hasn't started any progress yet. Still wandering what caused you to be sick, he used his ability to teleport to where he desires. He was at first unsure where it is but he teleported to the near dormitories of the students. Slowly, he started to walk towards your room.

He wondered if you were there, sleeping peacefully while you tried to recover whatever you were feeling. He knocked once. No answer. He knocked twice. Still no answer. Finally knocking thrice yet still no answer.

"She must be asleep then huh? At least she's resting." But knew he could have just teleported inside your room but he respected you. He wouldn't want you to see him as disrespectful mentor. No, he wouldn't risk it because he knew he wanted you close he is trying to be careful but wanted to bend some rules. It was a dangerous act but he knows what he wants and he will get a hold of it.

Little did he know you were at the quadrangle area, practicing your skills that you failed to improve while your mentor was gone. It was frustrating at your part and you did blame yourself from slacking off. You've only started a while yet felt tired.

"What's wrong with me?" You mumbled as you sat down on the grass, trying to catch your breath.

And then suddenly, your thoughts on him creeps inside your head.

Not again. You thought. But since you were resting, you let it slowly eat your thoughts up. It was embarrassing to be honest, so fazed when you’re thinking about this mentor simply seducing you. You're in a public space, thinking not-so-holy acts and trying to keep up with a stern face.

But you're alone.

So? what if I'm alone?

Let yourself dwell with the thoughts, idiot.

But we can do that in my room.

Your room is far. Bitch stop yapping and just get lost to it.

You could already hear your inner self scream at you. But it's true. You let yourself drown into the thought of him again. You wonder what he's been doing in Kyoto by now. He's probably pissing off others for his own gain.

Does he think about me?

Of course, he does. He always did and it wasn’t the holiest.

Your let yourself lay flat on the ground and close your eyes. Come to think of it, you're basically so touch starved you don't even realize it. You just long for it, you want that touch. A touch so sensual you'll get lost. You know your wants and needs but what about the deepest needs? The hunger that you keep hidden.

You know it yourself. You want the reward and you want to have a reward beyond the REWARD. Whilst thinking about it, you pressed your legs together. Your hand slowly going to the strap of your sports bra and fix it.

This is gonna be a long day.

The mentor on the other hand, thought about just letting you sleep and just surprise his students whom he hasn't spent the time with for a couple of days. And oh no, he hasn't forgot about the reward. How could he not forget? He only wanted to give you that reward, not to them. He was excited to see both the progress of his students and your progress alone. The male decided to spend his day at the quadrangle area where he mostly spent time with his students. He liked the area whether it was full with students or just the empty and the stillness of nature.

When the male arrived at the area he wanted to be, it almost choked him when he saw the familiar person who was laying down the grass.

Y/N? No, she’s sick. Can’t be.

He lowered his sunglasses and looked again.

Fuck. It is her.

No wonder you weren't hearing his knocks is because you were here, laying down. He wasn't even sure what on earth you were doing but seeing you just lay there made him weak.

It's back again. This fucking feeling. Burning red. Scorching desire. So so oh so fucking sinful.

Get a fucking hold of yourself, check her out. Gojo scolded himself and it wasn't long when the teacher approached you. Like a hunter, observing its prey from a far then slowly approaching it. And then he was there, just a few feet away from you. Then there was something he noticed...

And just when they said she’s sick.

You were so busy of thinking about it. Him simply taking over you, your body, senses, and everything about you. You wanted him to give you that reward but you doubt he'd give it to you. You were being a lazy student and he wasn't the type to be easily persuaded.

Just the sight of you pressing your legs together was enough shit for Gojo to speak up.

At least I get to fuck him in my head. You thought. The desire to touch yourself in a public space was so horrifying and absolutely embarrassing. Not only that, it was dangerous.

"Hmm, what's this?" Gojo let both of his hands into his pockets and spoke in soft yet teasing manner. "Enjoying your rest much?"

Holy fucking shit. That voice. You knew it was him. It was him. He's here and you're lying on the grass like that? But you felt a bit drunk from the thought and decided to stay like that.

"Sensei..." You slowly tilted your head to face him. Flushed cheeks and ear, and lips cherry red. "... I'm sorry for slacking off,"

Gojo smiled, lowering his glasses to gaze at you.

"And what was the reason you were slacking off?"

I am ready to pass away. I am so sorry Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi. To my Seniors as well, I am very sorry for immediately disappearing because I was being a lazy bitch. Your inner self already seems to be ready at the sight of your own funeral.

Looking away, you didn't really want to tell this man you weren't putting effort on your mastery was because of thinking too much about his deal. "I... W-well I-"

Gojo seemed to be more and more amused as you try to hide away your flustered face. His smile slowly faded as his authority as a mentor took over him.

"Look at me Y/N." He said in a stern tone. "When you talk to me you face me."

Immediately you didn't even hesitate to turn around as soon as he spoke. You felt scared yet there was this another feeling rather than being scared. Weird.

"Megumi told me about their progress and they're proud as to their skills sharpening while I was gone. Yet here you are, only making efforts when I'm back I see?" He stood properly looking up directly to the sky. "Stand up."

And you did.

"Tell me, what were you doing these past few days while I was gone?"

"I was feeling sick-"

"Do not lie to me. You won't like it when I get mad, Y/N." It was getting intense. There was a brief silence between you and him. The wind was howling as it dragged a warm brush against your skin. "Tell me."

You didn't have a choice. Of course, the cliche line 'I would rather die than tell him what I was doing' kicked in but you didn't want to anger him. He wasn't the nicest when angered. All you had to do was to be an honest student. Isn't it easy? You just have to tell him you were distracted from what he said.

"I..." Heaving a sigh, you looked down and felt your cheeks heat up again. "...I was distracted."

"About?"

Was it about my reward? Wait, MY? of course it was about that darn reward of yours, asshole.

Gojo wondered but he didn't speak. He wished for you to speak up, maybe it was different from what he was expecting but it would be better to let your thoughts out to keep you focused.

"About-" just do it. Say it. You don't have to rationalize everything. He's your mentor and he's gonna help you. "It was about your reward,"

"Oh?"

So she was really thinking about it? Hmm, I wonder why?

"I keep thinking about it that I didn't realize that I was already leaving my responsibilities as well, I was curious, okay?" You looked at him with red cheeks. It will probably one of the most embarrassing moments in your life but who cares? It was just between you and your dear mentor.

Don't look at me like that. Fucks sake.

"I wanted to know what the reward was about. Is it a food? Perhaps a dinner treat with the four us?" Your words kept coming out and there's no way you would stop any moment unless he interrupts you with a question.

"You're getting worked up huh," Gojo leaned forward, enough for him to be at level of your ear. He blew a thin sir towards your right ear which of course, made so flustered and ticklish. Using both your palms, you pressed it against his shoulder trying to push him away but it was useless. Little did you know that you were already lured in his trap.

"You don't deserve the reward, doll."

"Yes." It was a surprising that you were so quick to answer. However, you knew that you didn't deserve it nor worthy of even receiving it. You lowered your head down and heaving a heavy sigh. Still there was a part of you that you were holding on to your hopes that he would just at least tell you what it was all about. "But would you mind to tell me what it is?"

Gojo stood there, rather than surprised, he actually was expecting this question to be asked. He knew you are an intelligent girl. He lowered his glasses, gazing at you from above. He couldn't help but to notice your round and plump mounds that your sports bra lovely hugged its form.

"Want me to show you it to you instead?" Your mentor walked behind you, lowered his torso until it was enough for him to rest his chin on your right shoulder. His actions made you stiff, it wasn't normal of him to do this hence it was new to you but it somehow felt that you want to indulge yourself more into this. Your body failed to rejected your orders to stay away from him.

"Wouldn't you want that?" It was a soft whisper, so alluring you swore that you felt like you're drunk.

"Please," it was the only word that you could've thought of.

And just like that, in a blink of an eye, you were already in your room. You were so pressed against his body that you we're not aware that you were already at your room. You knew he was capable of such, heck. He's Gojo motherfucking Satoru.

Sloppy and lustful kisses made you feel so dizzy. He pressed you hard against the cold wall of your room making you shiver from the sudden cold contact against your skin and a soft groan escaping from your mouth. His hands were roaming around your body, from skimming your arms to grabbing a palm full of your bouncy ass cheeks.

"Sensei-" You arched your back from the new sensation. Was this his reward? Surely it is. The tension between you two was overwhelming that it felt hot. "I feel hot, Sensei," you mewled, breaking the sloppy and messy kiss.

"Oh?" Gojo used his thumb to press it against your plump and wet lips.

The things you fucking do to me. He said to himself while he felt a delicious yet painful hardness between his legs. He's so turned on that it felt painful. Mentioning that you feel hot, he looked to his left to see your bathroom open. "Take off your shoes and be patient,"

Without hesitation, you quickly abide to him. By simply doing so, Gojo realized that you were so good and submissive to him. Both of your excitement and curiosity taking over wildly. After following his orders, he quickly pressed his soft lips against yours whilst guiding you towards the bathroom. As the both of you reached the small bathroom, the smell of your shampoo intoxicated him. He knew it was you, the sweet, innocent, but so fucking seductive scent that lingers around the bathroom.

It was getting sloppier and sloppier as time passed by. Gojo didn't even hesitate to press you against the cold wall again, his left knee parting both your legs, enough for him to tease your aching pussy against his muscular and toned legs. He then ran both of his large calloused palms to your ass cheeks giving it a nice grip making you whimper.

He was so thirsty getting a hold of you and now he's finally having it and he won't be so nice, considering this would be a PUNISHMENT.

"Oh please..." You broke off the kiss as you felt the friction on your clothed pussy against his thigh. "Please, please, please..."

Deliciously addicting, you helplessly held into his shoulder while your hips slowly grinded on his muscular and toned thighs. It was getting hot again and Gojo couldn't stand the heat either.

"Don't grind yourself like that with clothes on, strip." It was an order but you were so fucking busy grinding yourself like that. The white-haired mentor was impressed to see how of a thirsty slut you are.

"Doll, I said strip." Griping on your waist he stopped you from grinding, the frustration was evident on your face. "Have you forgotten? this isn't a reward. You disobeyed me again," and there, his hands ripped your sports bra like a paper and his fingers skimming through the waistband of your pants and the thin hem of your underwear as he dragged it down to your ankles, his body following the lowering of his hands. He left nothing.

You're now naked in front of him. Everything about you is to be praised and glorified, he thought. He loved everything about you from head to toe and he's willing to mark it as his. His. The sight of you like that drove him mad drunk.

"Toru, I feel hot..."

"Hmm? Yeah? My baby feels hot?" Pressing his lips against your soft things, he started to give it light kisses and little licks to stimulate you. The action made you whimper in pure pleasure. You hand gripping through his smooth platinum white hair as he left kisses unto it.

He kissing your thighs like it was one of the holiest things he had ever touched. He then left marks all over it, marking it as his, he might be an asshole but he surely loved the view of his mark on your thighs.

Soooo fucking hot.

"Toru please, 'm feeling hot," you dragged him to another sloppy kiss and then taking him to the shower where you turned on the shower. The cold water coming from it made you shiver. But it wasn't enough to make your knees weak as he broke the kiss just to take off his clothes that is soaked wet with the water.

It was a view that you felt another heartbeat coming from your aching cunt. Deliciously aching from the need of attention. You didn't want to rush either, you wanted to savor the moment of watching him undress. But the strong urge for you to be the one to take his pants off was evident the next thing you knew was you were possessed of the thought. The action you executed made the mentor grin.

You instantly knelt, ran your fingers to both his waistband and hem of his pants and slowly pulled it down. Your ass cheeks rested on the back of your ankles and your hands resting on both of your things, a submissive gesture that made Gojo let out a low and sexy chuckle.

His hard erection sprung out and revealed its long and thick cock. It was veiny, throbbing and a white yet thick fluid dropped from its tip. The sight itself was mesmerizing yet terrorizing you at the same time. The size was no joke and you wondered, This? This will fit me?

"So impatient, aren't we?" Gojo let out a low chuckle, resting his large calloused left palm on your hair and gently stroking it.

"Big..." You gulped once again. You didn't know where to start.

Should you I use my lips? Hands? My whole mouth?

"Yes, baby." Gojo cooed and continued to gently stroke your hair. "Go on, I'm not the nicest when I'm impatient." He looked down at you, admiring at the view of you being so innocent and startled.

So cute that I want to ruin her so fucking bad. Gojo smiled at the thought when suddenly your lovely lips gently pressed against his thick head, giving it small kisses. Gentle pecks roamed his tip and your hand slowly stroking his cock moving up and down.

Then comes the movement of your tongue. Teasing the tip with gentle flicks before you actually licked his length from his balls to his tip again. The ministrations of yours made Gojo so fucking fixated yet impatient at the same time. He wasn't going to be nice today, knowing that you disobeyed his orders.

"Open your mouth," he gave his order and raised your chin. You obeyed like a little kitten and widely opened your mouth. He was also grinning at you being so obedient. "How come your being an obedient little slut but can't do your simple task, hmm?"

He slowly slid his cock into your mouth, his right hand guiding his length and his other having a tight grip on your wet that is now soaking wet from the water coming out from the shower. Gladly, the water wasn't directly soaking you since Gojo's back was there to shield you from the running water. He pushed his dick even further until his fucking thick tip pressed itself against the back of your throat.

"Fuuuuckkk" Gojo moaned from the delicious feeling. It was so warm inside your mouth and it even added up to the pleasure when you groaned from the burning and painful sensation.

He didn't hesitate to push your head front and back with the use of both of his palms on the side of your head, your head guiding the movements of his painful ministrations. Your hand rested on both of his hands, trying to tell him to be gentle but he was too absorbed at your mouth like pussy. He started off with a slow and sensual pace and not long enough he let the pleasure get the best of him. He threw his head back and let out a guttural moan as he harshly pushed his cock in and out of your mouth.

"T-Toru!" You groaned, the actions he made was enough for you to squirm. You felt yourself dripping wet from it, wanting to be fucked so bad. Your other hand left his arm and dragged it towards your aching pulse, leaving light touches.

"What's this, already wanting for more?" He stopped from moving your head as he saw you lightly play with yourself and instead buried it deep to your throat. It made you squirm in pain yet the male felt the opposite. Your saliva was dripping out from your mouth as well as your tears. He liked how he felt when your warm mouth was around his cock, saliva wetting his cock as you choked on it.

Your touching were getting faster and faster yet Gojo won't let you cum with just that. He slowly pulled out his shaft from your warm mouth and stroked it. He raised your head let his hot cock rest unto your pretty face with a smile. "Get up, and go the lavatory sink."

You were still wobbly, still wanted to reach your high yet Gojo had other plans. With his help he raised you by holding your hand. Once you get a hold of yourself, he let you walk towards the lavatory. You weren't aware of what he was planning so you simply just turned around and faced him.

"Who said you were facing me?" He let his hand run through his soft hair before he let it rest on your waist. "Turn around, doll. Face the mirror."

You were so hesitant. You can't possibly be looking at your face while he fucked you so good. This is just too much. "Toru please,"

"Turn around, Y/N." It was final, you knew that coming from that tone he's giving you final orders. You slowly turned around, only to see your beet red face from the embarrassment and your hair slowly drying after it was exposed to water a while ago making it look like a mess.

It's even more embarrassing, heck, is embarrassing even the right word? Was it more shameful? Witnessing yourself like this? You closed your eyes, your arms supporting your weight as it rested unto the cold tiles of the lavatory sink that was mounted on the wall and lowered your head.

Goodness this is too much.

It was overwhelming that you wanted to complain that you didn't want to face this way not until a slight flick was felt against your entrance. It was sudden but you knew what it was and where is this going.

His left hand was on your waist, gripping. He wanted to see you beg for it again by teasing your dripping cunt with his head and lightly flicking it with his right hand. His lips were attacking your left shoulder blade and left small pecks until he reached for your neck. It left you so speechless that you were grinding your ass against his shaft.

"Toru please, please. Need so you bad,"

The way you called him was already driving him to destroy you. He just wanted to see you flustered as you beg for him to ram you up.

Just like how I imagined it. He recalled but he wanted to explore his creativity more. He positioned his cockhead into your small entrance and his right hand guided his cock to enter you. The feeling of his tip slowly being eaten by your pussy made him rest his forehead against your shoulder blade, slowly still sliding his thick dick inside you. He was already wanting your pussy to completely swallow him.

"Fuck yes, Toru" you whimpered from him by just entering your cunt. It was pulsing, big, thick, and long. And praise the heavens above, this dick was made for you. Once he finally got inside fully, he stayed there for a moment and letting your pussy juice wrap his cock.

He's growing and still throbbing from time to time. The way his cock did that you moaned from the sensation. As much as he wanted to move quickly as soon as he entered, he wanted for you to relax first and when he time finally came that he was ready to move, he started with a slow movement.

You felt each detail of his cock from his single slow movement. It was so fucking delicious you swore that you're already reaching your climax. He wanted to deliciously punish you by moving slow, letting you feel and beg for some more. God, the frustrations is so evident by the way you show it against your reflection.

"God, Gojo. Please just fuck me,"

"Shh," he didn't even hesitate to just bury it deep, his tip kissing your soft and warm womb. Looking forward to making your brain melt with this dick as soon as I ruin you.

The male gave a peck on your nape and slowly he started again with a slow pace. It lasted for a moment, goodness, he just wants to torment you but he couldn't be patient anymore. His hands were gripping on your waist now, leaving crescent marks on it and changed his pace into a fast one.

Deep and fast, Gojo was so sure that he was hitting your womb so deep and deliciously hitting that one spot that makes your whimper and scream his name. You weren't even paying attention to your surroundings anymore such as the mess on the floor, the shower still running, and both if your breaths fogging the mirror.

Some time ago you were just imagining it but now, he's buried deep inside your clamping pussy. The sound of skins slapping roughly at each deep and fast thrust and both of your moans and groans were music to Gojo's ears. He could feel each time your throbbed while he fucked you rough and creamed on his cock, forming a ring if white fluid on his girth.

"Toru please, I want more- Ahh!"

"You're quite enjoying your punishment, no? Fuck- stop tightening up-"

He was thrusting in and out vigorously. You never expected Gojo to be such a moaner yet you weren't even against it. His moans were so beautiful to hear, from the way he loudly moans to his soft groans heard directly to your right ear as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

The way he moved his hips, from rutting it to burying it deep and grinding it. It's immaculate that it made you arch your back every single time. You head was resting on his shoulders when he laced his hand on your soft right breast, roughly tugging and playing it.

And oh, he didn't stop there. After kneading on your soft mound, he ran his hand towards your clit. Your legs were parted a bit and a hollow feeling started to form inside you. His middle finger pressing your bead made you completely helpless. Your breath starting to hitch, chest rising and falling.

"Well will you look at that," Gojo teased, his finger still stimulating your swollen bead making you cream more. The tears on your eyes starts to swell up from the euphoric stimulation. Gojo looked so satisfied seeing you like that. So perfect. "Look at you, begging for more."

"Oh god, please Toru- Ahh!"

"Shit, you're wrapping me around so good,"

The image of you reflected on the mirror; eyes closed, brows cutely furrowing, cheeks beet red, mouth open as you moaned and drool dripping out.

So fucking beautiful. What a nice fucking reward to my fucking selfish self. Gojo almost heard his inner self scream at the view.

He knew you were gonna snap anytime, you were clenching and clamping your spongy walls on his dick. The way you held on to it and felt like you never wanted his dick to leave your insides.

He was already pussy drunk and he fucking loves it. Everything about it, he fucking loves it.

"'M gonna cum- Toru! Gonna cum!" you bite your lips, your insides wanted to snap already. Your breath hitch again as you get close to your high. You didn't even recognize your voice anymore, you sounded so fucking helpless.

"Yeah? My baby's gonna cum already?"

"Y-yes- Oh fuck! Toru!"

"Wanna cum together with me? Hmm?"

You couldn't respond to it and Gojo was already closing to his high. He decided to double the pace of his thrusting. Using his left hand, he took a nice grip on your nape and slowly let your torso lower down to the sink while his left hand raised your left leg until it rested on the sink, him having more access to your abused cunt.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum." Gojo didn't know if it was your safe day or not or you were using birth control pills but he had the strong urge to just breed you. "I want to cum inside- fuck it- I'm going to cum inside you, stir you up, and fill you up."

It didn't matter to you. You were already closing. It didn't matter if you were being a slut for his cum or being selfish, you just want to release and be full.

"N-need so bad, Toru. Need you to fill me up so so bad." You whimpered helplessly. "'M cumming- Fuck!"

And one final thrust, Gojo held unto your waist and thrusted and spilled his hot, sticky, and thick seed inside your womb. He had been wanting this and he's gonna pour every last drop of his semen inside your aching womb.

As he spilled his hot stuff inside your hips quivered at every rope of seed you felt being stuffed you full inside. Sure, some other things might satisfy you but him stuffing you up was the satisfaction you've been looking for.

"What a mess," Gojo cooed you when his cock slowly left your abused pussy. The mixture of your juice and his cum dripping out of your pussy made the mentor smiled. “My fucking mess.”

After cleaning out the mess, he carried you to your bed and gently laid you. You were still weak and dizzy from the euphoric experience when he suddenly raised both of your legs and let it rest on his right shoulder, his cock positioning again on your entrance. You tried to fight back his actions by wiggling your legs out but he has a strong grip on your thighs making you unable to be free from his grasp.

"You really think we're done?" He chuckled, his beautiful blue eyes staring at you as he slowly entered you pussy. He could still feel your sloppy insides, his cum and your juices still warming and wrapping his hard cock. He was fully inside you again, staying like that for a moment.

You too, was cock drunk that you were just mumbling and moaning nonsense. He hugged on your thighs as he buried himself deep again. He felt powerful when he's inside you and he will never get tired of ramming your pussy up.

"I never thought that you'd be eavesdropping us like that, huh?" He spoke while his devilish grin grew wider.

"For a man like you, I know you would have just walked away and pretended you didn't hear anything." He paused but then slowly grinded his hips.

"But here you are, Nanami."

He started to move roughly and pounded on your beaten pussy.

"Won't you come inside, it's a bit fun here."

The blonde male clenched his jaw as he heard your moans and the teasing of the platinum haired mentor as he made your pussy sing again.

"Asshole." Nanami sighed and slowly opened the door.

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Loosen up. (Bodyguard!Klaus Goldstein x Reader)

Requested: 66. "I like you. You're different." + 73. "You couldn't handle me even if I came with instructions." From the promt list.

Genre: Fluff/idk if this also counts as suggestive? Only if you're very innocent I guess? And if you're on tumblr then you probably aren't so nvm 😂

A/N: sorry for being so inactive lately I've been busy with studying and such so I generally couldn't find it in me to write so yeah :/ (I have a trial tomorrow so like idk pray for me 😂) but here I am! ヽ(゜～゜o)ノ Also yes I'm aware this isn't how Vincent acts and he's not filthy rich but for now we're gonna let it slide okay? Cool. 😂

(Second Person Point of View)

"That's when I decided it was time to buy my fifth car; I mean who attends their first day of college with the same old cars, right?" The man laughs. You suspected that if he stopped boasting for longer than 2 seconds, he'd suffocate and die. You kind of hoped to witness that.

It'd been 2 hours already, yet you weren't allowed to leave the party until your dad says you could. You'd even tried to convince your bodyguard to let you leave without your father knowing anything of the incident, but Klaus was far too strict and responsible; he'd never do such a reckless thing.

Yeah, sure, it's good for your dad to have found such a trustworthy employee, but when you've been stuck talking to these blatantly boring and arrogant people that only viewed you as a good deal to obtain more wealth, well, let's just say: it makes you sort of wish Klaus cared less.

However, that was not the case. In fact, while all bodyguards waited outside, Klaus remained inside -only a few feet away from you at any given time. He also seemed to always be giving you a look that could only be describe as the look a mother gives when you have people over, and she's daring you to mess anything up.

Now, you weren't the stereotypical bratty child that refuses to take over their parents' company. You knew your responsibility and always hoped to make them proud; you just weren't a big fan of the world surrounding all the important people in business. Therefore, it made you yearn for messing around from time to time.

Today was one of those days. You so desperately hoped Klaus would get off your back for even just a few moments, so you could escape the exhausting setting. But he continued with the angry-mother-glare; it almost seemed like he'd gotten the expression tattooed on his face after the endless times he had to get you out of trouble.

There was definitely a bright side to that extra attention, though. You suspected Klaus had a thing for you. After all, he was known to be very good at his job; he could easily quit and get a job less demanding with an equal pay or even a bigger pay if he wanted, but he didn't. He decides to stay with a teenage girl that enjoys pushing his buttons. He was professional, so he wouldn't say anything or let it show, but you had this feeling in your guts that he at least felt intrigued by you.

And, surely, you were ready to use this to your advantage.

You glance towards the blond at the corner of the room, ensuring he was still staring (threateningly, but still staring nevertheless). His eyebrow arches slightly, sensing you were about to do something dumb. You could almost hear him think God, what is it this time?!

You focus your attention back on the man whose name you'd forgotten about 2 seconds after he introduced himself.

"So, I heard you're staying at the hotel here for the entire duration of the event." You smile sweetly.

"Yeah, I am." He takes a sip out of his drink.

You begin flirtatiously twirling a strand of your hair. "Well, how about you take me to have a look upstairs?"

Startled by the unexpected implications of your request, he chokes on his drink and starts coughing. You try your best not to appear disgusted, giving him a smile when he's done with his coughing session.

Sure enough, he agrees and links your arms together, leading you towards the exit of the section the party was held in.

"Miss (Y/N)," Klaus speaks through gritted teeth. He wore a smile and kept his voice quiet, but there was no denying he was ready to scold you. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Upstairs." You smile, playing dumb.

"What do you mean up-" after losing his calm for a second, Klaus cuts himself off to take a deep breath and let it out before proceeding. "Would you please excuse us, Mr. Knight?" Klaus bows lightly before dragging you to an empty corner.

"You think just because you're leaving with a guest, I'll allow you to go?" Klaus whispers in annoyance.

"What? Are you jealous?" You wiggle an eyebrow at him, knowing well enough that wasn't the reason (well, not the main one, at least).

Lips pulled into a pained smile, Klaus glares. "Are you asking for an insult? I think you're abusing that service I provide for you a hundred times per minute."

"Come on, Klausie; loosen up." You poke his chest with your index finger. You knew the redhead -or Mr. Knight- was probably still waiting for you, but you couldn't care less. You wanted to stretch out the process of bugging Klaus as long as possible, since it was the only way to spend time with him. It was also fun watching his nose scrunch and his eyebrows furrow in such anger. He would try to mask his frustration, but it was obvious he had a short temper when it came to you. To put it nicely, he was done with your shit.

"Don't, under any circumstances, call me Klausie." He threatens. "And I don't need to loosen up; you need to stop being so careless!"

"Sure." Rolling your eyes, you step away from him.

Before you could take two full steps, Klaus had already grabbed your arm. "Going somewhere?"

You pull your hand away. "The bathroom. Am I not allowed to answer the call of nature either?" You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

"Touché." He raises his hands in defeat, but once you begin walking away, he follows.

"Where are you going?"

"Just ensuring you don't get any funny ideas." He shrugs.

Huffing, you decide to ignore him. Thankfully, he was only planning to stand near the door; it didn't seem too strange imagining Klaus walking in for "safety measures": the guy was crazy when it came to his job.

"Man, another pretty dress gone to waste." You sigh, looking into the mirror. The sparkling violet fabric clung onto your body till your waist then flowed freely, reaching to merely graze the floor. It was one of the dresses you really liked; you loved the way it showed your shoulder blades and only a portion of your back; it was sexy yet classy. The glittery purple was certainly your colour too! Alas, your dad would scold you for rewearing a dress more than he would scold you if you were to kill a person (as long as you've hidden the evidence well, that is). Murder can be covered up, but 'horrible fashion choices' cannot be hidden, according to your father. Sometimes you went against that, but most of the time, you just complied, even though it's an absolute waste of money.

"You're taking too long, you know that?" Klaus calls from outside, impatience clear in his voice.

You bite back a response when you realize there's something much better you could do. Quietly checking the stalls, you ensure you're 100% alone inside.

"Could there be a valid reason you're not responding to me?!"

Ignoring his question, you just scream in response. "Klaus! Klaus, help me!" You screech frantically.

The door bursts open, and Klaus steps inside aggressively. Before he could realize what's happening, you push him back against the door, slamming it behind him.

Smug about catching him off guard, you smirk at the taller male, whose body was closely pressed against yours. "Were you worried?" You tease.

"About losing my job? Yeah." He scoffs, turning his head away from you but not bothering to push you away.

"Why is it always about the job?" You tilt your head to meet his eyes again.

"Because I'm at work?" He states with a raised eyebrow, as if it sounded stupid for you to even ask that.

You run your hands gently over his chest; even through layers of clothing, you could still feel the firm muscles concealed by the black suit. "Well, maybe it's time for a break." You grin innocently.

"You do know you can't fool me, right?" He takes one of your hands away from him but doesn't let go of it.

Rolling your eyes, you move away from him. "I'm not fooling you; I want us to have fun! Neither one of us is enjoying this anyway." You cross your arms.

An unexpected response sparks excitement within you. "Well, what do you suggest we do?" You knew he was only being sarcastic, but it gave you a pathway for more methods to push his buttons and witness his reactions.

Closing the distance between both of you once more, you stand on the tip of your toes as you wrap your arms around the back of his neck. "Oh, I have a lot of suggestions." You whisper in his ear, feeling him flinch lightly at your suggestive remark. You could tell he was trying to hide it and pretend he wasn't phased, but you'd already noticed it, and he knew it.

"You're gonna get me fired." Cheeks slightly red, he turns his head away and gently parts your bodies from each other. "God, why is it so hard to handle you? It's like dealing with a troublemaking child."

"You couldn't handle me even if I came with instructions." You stick your tongue out at him. "Plus, father won't know anything if neither one of us told him." You point out what seemed to have escaped Klaus's perception of the situation.

"You want me to lie to your father." He laughs in disbelief.

"Mmhm, not quite. More like not telling him the full truth."

"That's exactly what lying is."

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is."

"No."

"Yes."

"Okay, stop! Fine, lie! I don't know!" You fling your arms in the air out of frustration. A novel sound catches your attention, immediately flushing away the frustration. Klaus was laughing. Not sarcastically. No, a genuine laugh was echoing across the bathroom.

"I suppose it wouldn't be the worst thing if we talk a walk for some fresh air and come back." He smiles. "Just this time though!"

An uncontrollable grin spreads across your face, and you immediately throw your arms around Klaus. "Thank you!"

"You gotta stop..doing..this.." He awkwardly pats your back, careful not to touch your bare skin.

"No promises!" You shrug, before grabbing his hand and rushing outside, making your way to the exit.

"Miss (Y/N)?" You freeze in your spot. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, um.." you stutter, not expecting to have to explain yourself to your companion from earlier.

"We got an emergency call; we'll be right back." Klaus, in his usual composed state, 'explains' to Mr. Knight.

"Ah, I see." Red head may be an idiot, but he wasn't stupid. He could tell something wasn't right, but he either chose to let it slide or he just didn't care. Regardless, you were thankful. "I'll be waiting for your return then." With a smile and a bow, he left and disappeared into the crowd.

"You'll catch a cold." Klaus states, watching you twirl and run around in the chilly October weather.

You weren't cold, or maybe you didn't dislike being cold. It wasn't the type of cold to make you unable to take a few proper steps and force you to do an awkward penguin walk; rather, it was the type of cold to merely caress your skin, decorating it with goosebumps. "Don't worry; I'm alright."

"Just take my jacket. Your back and shoulders are exposed; you must be cold." He spoke with such certainty that it almost made you rethink for a few moments about whether you actually felt cold or not.

"Are you worried or are you just intimidated by how sexy I look?" You strike a pose far from seducing.

Klaus, who had his jacket held out for you, resumed walking as he put his jacket back on. "You know, on second thought, it might be a good thing if you catch a cold and stay at home for a week or so." He passes by you, leaving you and your sexy pose alone.

"Hey! That was mean!" You catch up to him.

"Nothing new, then." He shrugs, a slight smirk forcing itself onto his pink lips.

You speed up a little then turn around to face him once you're slightly ahead of him; you remain walking, but backwards this time, allowing yourself to look at him during the conversation. "How could you be mean to such a beautiful lady?" You pout.

"What beautiful lady?" He looks around, pretending to search for something.

You let out a dramatic gasp. "How could y-" Your sentence was inconveniently cut off by your stumble; or perhaps, it was a slightly convenient situation when you think about it from a different perspective: Klaus, as sharp as usual, was able to grasp your arm, preventing you from falling.

"Uh, thanks." You breathe out, nodding slightly. Once you begin to straighten yourself up, Klaus lets go of your arm, only to watch you fall to the ground immediately after. "I think my heel broke.." you frown, staring at your left shoe, now with its heel lying a few inches away.

"You think?" Klaus earns a glare, urging him to put aside the sarcasm and help you up.

"Those were such a cute pair.." you sigh, placing your arm around Klaus's shoulder for support. Your arms were already hurting due to the height difference; it was like hanging from a cliff but not quite.

Klaus places an arm around your waist. "Well, I can buy you another one. You need another pair to get back to the party anyway."

"What if I don't?"

"Don't what? Get back to the party? That's not what we agreed on! Your father-"

You cut off his rant, "We'll get back there, and I'll call dad and inform him that my heel broke; he'd immediately allow me to leave. It's already late anyway."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

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"Yes, Klaus, I'm sure he'd let me go home if I tell him my heel broke! Of course, Klaus, there's no way he would have some other plans for me!" Your bodyguard mimicks your voice and tone (terribly), as you sit in the back of the car your dad sent with a brand new pair of shoes.

"How would I have known he would do this?!" You complain, tightening the straps of the new shoes around your ankle.

"Well, hurry up, knight dude is probably waiting for you." Arms crossed, he taps his foot impatiently. You merely groan in response.

"I can't believe he didn't even tell me he booked a room for me at the hotel! And that I have to attend the same event tomorrow too! I didn't even bring any change!"

"Um, Miss (Y/N), your father asked me to hand you this too.." the driver quietly places a small suitcase on the back seat next to you.

"There you go; he packed stuff for you." You weren't sure if Klaus was trying to tease you or comfort you, but either way, you just let out a sigh.

After a long, mentally and physically exhausting night, you were finally allowed to leave. And boy, were you delighted to recieve the news.

"This one." You pause in front of the room that had the same number on the keycard. Klaus had already placed your bag inside earlier, but it was your first time viewing the room. "At least the room is pretty." You shrug.

"Didn't think you'd admit it." Klaus chuckles. "Well, I have to go; so, good night, Miss (Y/N); I'll be back here tomorrow." He bows.

"Wait!" You stop him before he steps outside the room.

As I have reached the 100 block limit, I'll complete this in Part 2...which I'll literally post now and it'll be shorter than this cuz it's just the ending 😂

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