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shuusagi ยท 9 months
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Sub!Gojo Satoru x gn!reader
This ended up being longer than expected ๐Ÿ˜ญ
Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer alive, one that instills fear upon many curses. The definition of power and strength, determination and willpower. And here he is, at your beck and call. He had no weakness, or at least that's what his enemies thought.
You trail a finger down Gojo Satoru's chest, watching it quiver as he lets out a shakey exhale. His hips buck, and he whines once more for your touch. You step around the bed, taking all of him in. He's splayed out on the bed, eyes dazed and hair a mess. His shirt has three buttons unbuttoned alongside his pants, and his eyes watches yours slowly but carefully. The room is humid and quiet, all except for quick breaths and a squeaky fan.
"Y/n, god, I- I need you so bad.."
"Ah ah ah", you tut. "I'm gonna take my time, I love hearing you beg~." He let's out a long whine, one that you've become quite accustomed to, and honestly, one you look forward to.
You grab at his shirt and unbutton the last few buttons and watch as the fabric falls and glides against his skin. His breath hitches from how sensitive youโ€™ve made him. Standing at the side of the bed, you trail your finger down his side, hooking into his pants. He watches attentatively as your fingers glides through his treasure trail, just far enough to give him a taste of what's to come. Your hand comes back up to circle his belly button and lightly tug on his trail. He lets out a choked groan, the pain mixing with pleasure.
"C'mon baby, nghh, why do you have to be so cruel?~" he lets out with a groan.
"Oh please, you, sir, are no better and you know that." You chuckle lightly.
"I- I have no idea what you're-" you swat his thigh and he let's out a yelp. "Y/nnnnn..." He whines out, savoring the light sting on his inner thigh.
Running your hand back up his hard abdomen, you reach his chest and give one of his nipples a firm pinch. He yelps out, and bucks his hips once more, trying to rutt against his pants.
"You're so mean to me" he pouts. You just giggle, relishing in seeing the great Gojo this way. Completely at your whim, blushing and breathless and oh so needy.
You decide enough is enough and climb onto the bed to straddle him, the shift of your weight on his hard on making him groan out loud.
"Do you trust me?" You ask.
"Wha- yea of course. Why?" His eyebrow raises.
You wind up your arm, connecting your palm to his face. His six-eyes activate in the dim light like those touch lamps. His mouth agape, he looks at you in wild bewilderment. But his dick says so much, as it uncontrollably throbs against your sex.
"Did you- you just-"
"Yeah-" you blurt out.
"Uh d-do it again!"
Again, you wind up and slap the other side of his face. This time he let's out a deep groan, something that could be felt deep in his belly. His eyes flutter at the sting, a goofy smile reaches his mouth. He grabs at your hips and ruts his member against you.
"Fuck- ah.. that's new, what was that for?" He moans out.
"For taking my cookies you thief." You giggle once more.
"You know those are my weakness!" He counters back.
"Yea, well so is this~" you begin to grind on his groin slowly, all while throwing his hands from your hips to the side. "But! No touching."
"Uuaah y/n! Cmonnnn!" He crosses his arms and pouts.
You give him a light slap on his left cheek and his head turns to the side. You watch as he bites his lip and moans, a pink handprint mixing with the blush on his pale skin making it stand out even more.
"Mmmoh my god, fine~"
"Now, where were we?"
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