i’m politely requesting an elaboration on gojo liking brats pretty please ( 〃..)
pairing: gojo x fem!reader
cw: edging, overstimulation, praise, some breathplay
Gojo likes to spoil you rotten.
He has no issue with buying you material things, he can make it happen with a simple swipe of his card. He loves spoiling you with his love and affection, pampering you as he coos and praises until you’re red in the face.
His adoration and utter devotion makes you feel like a glutton, and Gojo’s more than happy to keep providing until you’re full (because even when you think you can’t take anymore, you can. Because Gojo says so).
Anything to keep his baby happy. Spoiled.
But that’s where his predicament lies.
“Fuck, ‘toru,” you moan, back arching off the mattress as Satoru plows into you.
You’re dangerously close.
“Be good,” he warns, warm hand on your tummy to push you back down flat against the mattress. “Look at me.” So you do. He’s smiling but you can see the predatory glint in his eyes, almost like they’re challenging you to disobey him.
He’s been edging you for what feels like hours now. Satoru may be sweet, but times like these show just how primal and sadistic he can be— getting off on making you cry and beg for him.
“‘Toru, ‘toru I can’t! It’s too much,” you whine. Your head feels dizzy and all your senses are being bombarded by Satoru. It’s too overwhelming.
“But it’s not enough princess,” he coos, pressing his lips to yours before deepening the kiss. He sucks on your tongue, hard, and he feels a wave of satisfaction and pleasure wash through him as you clench around his length. He doesn’t think he’ll ever get his fill.
You feel yourself edge towards your climax once more, words bubbling up your throat but dying on the tip of your tongue as you prepare yourself to beg once again for your release. Surely, your boyfriend can’t refuse you again?
“Baby, gonna cum, please—”
The building pressure dies down as quickly as it comes. Satoru pulls out, cock glistening from evidence of your consummation.
“No.”
“B-but, why?” You sputter, tears threatening to spill from your lashline.
“Because I said so,” he says simply. “Don’t be a brat.”
You grip the sheets in frustration. You’ve lost track of how many times you’ve been brought so devastatingly close to your climax, only to have it ripped away from you. You’re not sure how much more you can take.
“Satoru, just make me fucking cum already,” you spit, tone vexing.
All movements stop. Satoru’s looking at you, eyes wide, like he can’t believe his baby had the spunk to lash out at him. The look of surprise melts into a contemplative one.
“Guess I haven’t fucked you stupid yet,” he tuts, large hands cupping your tits, pinching your nipples hard, smiling as it elicits a particularly sinful moan from you, “since you still have that little attitude of yours.” One hand travels up your chest to wrap around the base of your throat, squeezing firmly.
You feel your mouth run dry and your pussy clench around nothing.
“Beg.”
The simple command has you sputtering, babbling desperately pleas you hope are enough to satisfy him. They’re not.
“Tell me you need me. That I’m the only one who can make you feel this way.” Satoru is crazed now, possessive, signaling that he’s starting to feel as fucked out as you are.
“Ah, ‘toru, please— I need you so much,” you babble, thighs quivering as your boyfriend begins to pound into you mercilessly. “You’re the only one that can make me feel this good.”
“Good girl,” he pants, cerulean orbs rolling back into his skull has he feels balls tighten. “Now you’re going to take everything I give you, ‘kay pretty girl?”
All you can do is nod.
A thought crosses his mind. Has he spoiled you too much?
When he sees you, so pliant and needy and behaved for him, he thinks that it’s a foolish question.
There’s no such thing as too much.
he’s so hot he’s so sexy i want him
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there are three types of girls who wear doc martens. (i might add to this list)
1. hole, courtney love, lana del rey, tyler the creator, mazzy star, coquette, downtown girl, model off duty, 2014 grunge, margo guryan, fiona apple, femcel girl
2. nirvana, alice in chains, edgy, 90s grunge, indie sleaze, smokes like a chimney, greasy hair, kurt cobain lover, bad brains, liliput/kleenex, ramones, sex pistols girl
3. bikini kill, bratmobile, riot grrrl, kinderwhore, dyed hair, crust punk, diy, babes in toyland, mary janes, teased hair, messy eyeliner, dazey and the scouts, kat bjelland girl
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