⭑FINGERPAINT W/ SATORU GOJO⭑
꒰ summary: basically just on satoru's lap
ㅤ⭑ content: fluff, suggestive.. fem!reader, physical touch, he bites you (lmao)
⭑ notes: this was actually the most random thing I found in my drafts..but its proofread!
You were laying against your boyfriend’s satoru chest, your body on top of his and his hands on your lower back as you sat there, just watching him. You must’ve been there long because he had gotten bored and started to doze off not long after your arrival on his lap. So you were left there as a pillow of some sorts, That didn’t bother you though, in fact you took the time to do some deep inspection of your boyfriend. Your eyes taking in everything on his face, surprised and slightly envious at the lack of really any blemishes. You frown a little at his perfect complexion and place a singular finger on his cheek, running over the supple skin. His eyes were still closed as you dragged your finger over his face. You traced down the tip of his nose, the sharp lines of his jaw and the crook of his neck. Your wandering finger traveled the path of his clavicle, and you lean in to place a featherlight kiss on it.
He slept so peacefully, and you couldn’t help but think how pretty he looks like this. You lean in a little closer, feeling his warm breath on his skin. Now that you were this close, you could see the way his white eyelashes fluttered against his cheek. You brought your finger back up to his face, drawing an invisible heart right under that spot. You place a little kiss there as well, smiling to yourself as he was still deep in his slumber. “You’re so perfect like this, toru…” you cooed, to yourself really.
You repeated this process, but on his mouth this time. The flesh there pink and perfectly plump. You thought he looked so perfect there under your straddled legs, all beautiful and quiet for once. “why can’t you be like this all the time, instead of being so loud.” You asked, again no response. You must’ve seemed crazy, talking to yourself. If you were talking to yourself. What you didn’t know was that he wasn’t sleeping, he’d been awake the whole time, seeing what you’d do. He should’ve kept pretending, saving you from your pride and an awkward moment. He would’ve too…if he were any better person.
As soon as you ran your unsuspecting finger across his lips, tracing another heart across the pink surface, he took his chance. He nipped your finger, not enough to draw blood, but definitely enough to make you yelp. “Satoru?!” You pulled your finger back, inspecting the wound. He couldn’t help but let out a snicker. Your shock was just so cute. “M’ sorry baby, it was an accident.” He said, faking a sleepy-mottled voice. Yet, letting out another laugh as if he couldn’t even try and hide his giddy. You clearly didn’t find this as funny as he did, being caught by surprise and also bit.
He looked at your face, and must’ve felt a little guilt apparently. His smile was halfway gone and that hand that rested on your hip slipped inside of your shirt. You shivered as his fingers were curled and rubbing up and under your bra strap and down the length of your back.
“is this better?” He asked you, warm hands continuing the movement up and down your back. You nod, eyes fluttering shut as he his fingers continued grazing your back. You laid your cheek on his chest. “Still need an apology ‘Toru…” you reminded him pointedly. He rolls his eyes and grumbles, giving your back a sharp pinch. You helped again and he smiled “Gojo.”
He lets out a ‘tsk’, that shit-eating grin still on his face. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry…”
“Sorry for what….?”
He grumbles, tempted to throw you off of him. “I’m sorry for biting you….,” he started “Even though, your finger was on my mouth. My first instinct was to bite it.” Your boyfriend quickly adds in his defense.
“Your first instinct is to bite anything that’s near your mouth…?” You question, your head now lifted from his chest and giving him a skeptical look.
“Well duh. Unless of course. when it comes to your clit. “You always like when I lick that better." He riposted, and there was that complacent smile along with it.
“Y’know, if you weren’t scratching my back right now. I would’ve kicked you out of the house by now.”
“Funny, cus I could’ve sworn you said that exact same thing when I was between your legs yester-”
That was the final straw. “out.” you ordered as your pointed towards the door.
Your boyfriend saturo quickly reiterated himself before you could do any further damage. “Okay for real baby m’ sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you or bite you.” He shut himself up at that part before he could mention that everything he said was true and you were just to shy to hear your own words. His voice was softer and more genuine now. “Can you forgive me, please?” He asked, continuing with the strokes on your back.
You grumble, and after a moment of silence, you cave in. “If you just shut up n’ look pretty while rubbing my back, then I’ll think about forgiveness.” You lie. He was already was forgiven, since you were never truly mad in the first place. But hey, what he didn’t know doesn’t hurt him. He didn’t seem to affected by it either, he happily obliged to having you on his lap to the rest of the day.
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