animethottywithnobody

[animethottywithnobody]

"Rumor Has It"

~ ft Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto

CW: nsfw, dom! Suguru Geto, switch! Satoru Gojo, sub! reader, black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (ie: babygirl, pretty, my love, etc), double penetration (same hole + vaginal/anal), creampies, mentions of everyone under the influence (all consentual though), (will add if there's anything missed)

WC: 6800+

Synopsis: Being besties with two of the sexiest men alive meant having rumors spread like wildfires. Some say you're all dating, others say you're all having threesomes, and many think you are the hottest poly relationship ever to exist. The constant flirting, touching, and the news of the boys' recent relationship with each other don't help back your consistent denials. But what happens when the boys want to make the rumors true?

AN: This might be my longest fic written yet... but it's definitely not the last! Pics found on Pinterest + credit @/thatsallitchief on Twitter

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The alcohol courses through your body as you dance with the girls. The smell of sweat, alcohol, sex, and other substances mixes in the air. Parties are almost essential to the college experience. As a member of the sister sorority to one of the most famous frats on campus and best friend to two of the most popular boys in the fraternity as well as the school, you're usually in attendance at most parties, especially the ones hosted by them, and this is one of them–  a farm ranch-themed costume party filled with various costumes that fit the theme. 

You’re pulled away from the girls by a guy you recognize from another fraternity. You’ve had a few conversations and shared a class, but you wouldn't say you know him too well. He gently puts his hands on your waist, guiding you to sway to the music. He does everything effortlessly and wordlessly, causing you to giggle. You let him take the lead as you both dance. “Not a man of many words.” 

“You caught the vibes anyway.” He mumbles as his hands pull you closer so your bodies are flush together. He’s not the first guy to approach you, and he won’t be the last. With your popularity, beauty, and nice personality, you get approached by multiple people throughout the day, especially at parties, so this isn't something you think too much about. “Your boyfriends are staring. Think they’re mad I'm dancing with their girl?” You don't have to ask or even look to see who he’s talking about because this also happens every day. 

While you don't mind the attention you receive from guys, Satoru and Suguru do mind. You can always feel their eyes on you because they’re always watching, even going as far as looking irritated by the number of guys you attract. You glance over to see the boys with their eyes on you while being surrounded by guys and girls begging for their attention, looking every bit as hypocritical as it sounds. 

You’ve been friends since high school, so saying you're close is an understatement. You guys are practically inseparable, and because of that, rumors have circulated since your junior year of high school. You’re all very flirty with each other playfully, very physically affectionate, and the boys are very possessive and protective of you. Rumors of hookups and poly relationships run wild among the students on campus, but you don't pay much mind to them. You can see where the rumors come from, especially with the boys openly talking about the idea of having threesomes or being in a poly relationship with you, but you know they’re all flirty jokes, something they've been doing for years. Everything has escalated a bit since Satoru and Suguru started dating and have been very public about their relationship, thanks to Satoru ‘I love pda’ Gojo. 

Another thing that doesn’t help the poly relationship rumors is the constant matching or coordinating outfits. Tonight, the three of you came dressed as cowboys because of the phrase “save a horse, ride a cowboy,” which they’ve been saying to you a lot lately since they told you they want you to be the cowgirl to their cowboys. 

Satoru’s hat is hanging from his back, giving you direct access to his piercing, bright blue eyes, while Suguru’s hat is pulled over his long hair, leaving his dark eyes mostly hidden, but the heat of his stare is very noticeable. This is the script for every party. They get surrounded by women and men who want them, and they entertain it, but as soon as guys come around you, they suddenly get protective and can't keep their eyes off of you. Every time you confront them about it, they say they don't want their girl taken away by some random who’ll never be good enough. 

Ignoring them as usual, you continue dancing with the guy. After a while, some guys from his frat pull him away. Barely alone for a minute, you feel big hands grip your waist from behind, the familiar scent, rings, and manicure matching your own let you know exactly who this is. “Hi Sugu.” You shake your head as you lean against his body, always feeling comforted by his presence. 

“Hi, Pretty.” He mumbles, leaning down so his mouth is by your ear. “Havin’ fun?” He whispers as he guides your hips in a lazy sway, holding you flush against him. 

“Don’t I always?” You tease as you reach a hand up to feel the strands of hair flowing out from his hat. You look around lazily. “Where’s your boyfriend?”

“Our boyfriend is around here somewhere.” He hums, making no move to actually look. His scent mixed with the weed he was smoking is intoxicating, leaving your head dizzy. “Am I not enough, my love?”

“You're more than enough.” You giggle, turning around in his hold, letting your hand fall on his chest. When you look up to meet his eyes, you see they’re low and red. You assume from the weed, but there's something else swimming in them as well. “It's just weird when you two aren't together. Feels like you’re both plotting.” 

“And if we are?” He leans close to you, lips hovering over yours. To you, this isn't something new or a problem. You’ve kissed both boys multiple times, sometimes it was out of curiosity or need when tensions get high, or when weed and alcohol buzzed in your system at parties or hangouts. Satoru doesn’t drink or smoke as much as the both of you do since he’s a complete lightweight, but that doesn't stop him from joining in on the kisses and heavy touches. Even with both boys in a relationship with each other, they've always said that you are the exception and that it doesn't count as cheating when they're kissing their girlfriend. 

“Well then, I’d feel left out. I’m your best friend, shouldn’t I be included?” You tilt your head slightly with a smirk. The feeling of his breath on your face mixed with his hips moving against yours is mind-numbing. Any longer and you’d lose all ability to think straight. 

“We’d never leave you out, sweetheart.” He mumbles as he closes the gap between you both. He kisses you with possession as if to make it clear that you're his. You can’t tell if he’s trying to make it clear to others or clear to you. Your hands slide up to his neck, holding him close while his tightened on your waist, almost bruisingly. 

“If anyone's left out right now, it’s me.” You feel a body press against your back, hands gripping just above Suguru’s hands. You feel a familiar grind against your ass, making you giggle. 

“How could we ever leave you out, Toru?” You lean your head against his chest with a lazy smile as you look up at him. “I asked where you were.” You mumble as his face comes close to yours, capturing your lips in a kiss. Suguru takes that as his chance to pepper kisses on your neck that’s left wide open for him. 

A small moan leaves your lips, captured immediately by Satoru’s. You pull away from his kiss with a smile, catching your breath. “As much as I love you guys, you're scaring the hoes away.” You playfully whine as you try to untangle yourself from the boys with no luck. 

“Good. I don't want anyone coming after our girlfriend.” Satoru pouts as he leans in to try capturing your lips again, but you turn your head so he gets your cheek instead. 

“People are going to think you guys are being serious when you say things like that.” You laugh as you shake your head. “I don’t interfere when you guys are surrounded by girls and guys drooling over you two. 

“You should.” Satoru leans over to your ear. “It’d be so hot to see you get jealous over us,” he whispers as he squeezes your waist harder. 

“We don't want anyone other than you, so there's no need to worry,” Suguru mumbles into your neck where you're sure he's been leaving hickeys—territorial idiots. He pulls away, smirking slightly at his work. “We’re all yours, sweetheart, you know that.” He pecks your lips gently before doing the same to Satoru, before he can complain or pout about wanting one too. Both of you know he’s plagued with only child syndrome. 

Satoru pulls Suguru by his hair and starts making out with him while you're trapped in between. When you feel the bulges in their cowboy jeans, it brings you back to reality—the one where you’re all best friends and in the middle of the makeshift dance floor. 

“As much as I love you both, I love getting laid too.” You try wiggling out from between the boys with no luck, not while they have an ironlike grip on you. “Guys, most of the guys who approached me asked if we’re actually in a poly relationship, and some asked if it's open. Do you see how I’m at a disadvantage?” You whine as you try pushing their faces away from each other. Not in jealousy but in a want of freedom.  “You both have each other to go home to, and I have a pink vibrator and a seven-inch sparkly dildo. You see how that’s totally not fair?” 

Satoru pulls away from Suguru with swollen lips, looking at you with hooded eyes. “I don’t see that as a disadvantage.” He chuckles softly, playing with one of the pieces of hair you have framing your face. “I mean, you're always welcome to come home to us, too.” 

You look at Suguru, who has a lazy smirk on his kiss-swollen lips. “What are you two up to?” You eye both boys in suspicion, having grown used to their schemes. These are two boys who, once they know what they want, usually get their way. 

“You never thought about feeding into the rumors?” He tilts his head slightly, making his long hair fall to the side like a waterfall. It makes you notice how his hair has grown a bit from your high school days. “You know, give the people what they want? Be the hottest poly couple they’d pay good money to see fuck.” 

“I’m guessing you two have been thinking about it?”

“Oh, baby, we’ve been thinking about it since high school. Hell, we’ve been thinking about it since before it became a rumor in the first place.” Satoru groans in your ear as he grinds against your ass. “Been needin’ you so bad babygirl.” 

A stern ‘Toru’ from Suguru calms him down slightly. You can’t lie and say you’ve never thought about fucking one or the other or even both of the handsome boys. They’re extremely attractive and always have been, only getting better with age. Plus, you all get along so well that a relationship could work with the dynamic you all have with each other, but you can never be too sure, and you’d never want to risk losing such an amazing friendship. 

“Guys, I don’t know if that’s-”

“Let’s just fuck one time, see what it's like,” Satoru whines as he wraps his arms around you in a bear hug. “We’re all curious, so let's just do it.” 

“I… I don't want to ruin our friendship.”

“Princess, this wouldn't be the thing to ruin us. I promise that. It’s alright to be scared or uncertain.” Suguru takes your face in his hands gently. “But if you want to test it out, you know we’ll always take care of you.”

“And we’ll have so much fun together.” Satoru purrs as he kisses your neck. “Come on, pretty, we won’t hurt you… Unless you like that.”

You quietly take a moment to weigh the pros and cons in your head. Though the pros list is definitely longer, the cons feel like they weigh heavier. But if both boys believe this won't be the thing to ruin everything, fuck it. “No harm in trying it once.” As soon as the words leave your lips, Satoru pulls you both into a three-way kiss. This has only happened once in high school when you all smoked for the first time, but the way you all molded into each other would suggest that you guys do this often. You hear gasps and whispers as well as people cheering the three of you on. 

Suguru breaks the kiss, though the look in his eyes betrays him. Satoru tries to chase your lips, but Suguru stops him. “Let's go somewhere without an audience.”

“I don't mind giving a show,” Satoru mumbles as he pulls you into a deep kiss. Suguru pries you away from the white-haired man with a heavy sigh. 

“Satoru.”

“Ugh, you're no fun, Sugu.” He whines, grabbing your hand with a giant smile. “Let’s go to my room, that's where most of the fun stuff is.” You grab Suguru’s hand when Satoru starts dragging you away, knowing that either way, he’d follow. 

The walk to his room is filled with teasing remarks, lingering touches, stolen kisses, and silly giggles. Sometimes, the two men will glance at each other knowingly before glancing at you and back at each other with a devious look in their eyes. 

When you reach Satoru’s room, the energy shifts to something you've never felt this heavy between the three of you… unadulterated lust. As soon as the door closes, two sets of hands explore your body as if they've never touched you before, lips immediately on your neck. “Let's see if the rumors are true,” Suguru whispers in your ear, biting it gently. 

The boys move as if their purpose in life is to touch you, to please you. Boots clattering on the floor as you're all in a hurry to get rid of them. But having the two of them at once is a bit overwhelming, so you come up with a solution. Your hands find their waists, grabbing the rope they have as a prop. “Sorry, boys, but I’ll be borrowing these.” You push Satoru back, and he whines, causing a smile to grow on your face. “Get on the bed for me?” Both boys look confused and curious, but Suguru is an observer before action most of the time, so he’s patient. Toru isn't so patient. He tries to come to you again, but Suguru gives him a look that causes him to hesitate. “You heard me, Toru. Get on the bed for me, baby.” You purr as Suguru slowly roams your body. He helps you out of your cropped leather jacket, peppering kisses on your shoulder as he lets his hands fall to your waist lazily.

Satoru listens, sitting on the bed with a tiny pout because he feels left out. You pull Suguru into a soft kiss, letting your lips linger on his before pulling away from him. “Gimme a sec.” You go to Satoru with a sweet smile on your face, sitting on his lap. He melts like putty as he tries to kiss you, but you tsk and shake your head. “Not right now. I need your hands behind your back.” You whisper as you guide his hands where you want them. He’s very compliant as his bright blue eyes don’t leave your face. You use the rope from his costume to tie his hands together, tightly to hold him, but not to hurt. You take the rope from Suguru’s costume and tie it around his chest and arms, putting a bow. “The cutest present.” You tease as you lift yourself up a bit to move your skirt out of the way. 

You bring yourself to a slow grind, feeling your panties rub against the rough material of his jeans. The feeling of his bulge lets you know that he’s big, bigger than you expected. He groans, making sure to keep eye contact with you. His eye contact is lethal, especially with eyes as pretty as his. He whines and begs for more. He looks like a puppy, and you start to regret not doing this sooner. “Ah Sugu, i-is he always this a-adorable?” You moan, going a bit faster. 

“Yeah, not always this good of a listener though.” His voice sounds deeper and raspier than usual. You look back at him to see his hooded eyes staring at the movement of your hips against Satoru’s, mesmerised at the scene in front of him. From the roll of your hips to your hands gliding through snowy white hair to his lover’s head falling back, filling the room with moans. 

“C’mere Sugu, ah lemme make you feel good.” You tilt your head slightly with a dopey smile he could never say no to, not that he ever would. He walks over to you, always the cool, calm guy. When he’s close, you pull him by his belt buckle. You look up at him as you undo his belt and unbutton his baggy jeans. You look down when you unzip his pants, gasping softly at the thick bulge in front of you. You run your hand over his bulge, feeling it twitch. One of them being big is already enough, but both of them being overly blessed is a bit frightening.  

“Ya scared?” Suguru teases, lifting your face by your chin so you're looking up at him. The cocky smirk on his face makes you scoff, but before you can say anything, Satoru starts whining.

“Yeah, yeah, we have big dicks blah blah. Pay attention to me, pretty girl, please!” Satoru leans into you, frustrated at his lack of autonomy. He would’ve taken your attention easily if he could move freely. He’d grind you on him faster, basically fucking you with your clothes on because he can. Your slow pace is torture to him, and he wants to be free. 

You grab his face gently, pulling him into a deep kiss. “Patience, Toru. Both my boys are gonna get my attention, promise.” He groans because you call them ‘your boys’, feeling his dick get harder.

You turn back to Suguru, pulling his boxers down to free his dick from its confines. He’s long and thick, like very thick. He’s tanned like his skin and has a dark pink tip that looks almost purple at the moment. He has a vein that travels his length, and his pubes are perfectly trimmed, as expected from him. But what does shock you is the piercings. He has a Prince Albert and a Jacob's Ladder. 

“When did you get these, and why didn't I know?” You pout up at him.

“I got ‘em at the beginning of my freshman year of college. And it never came up in conversation.” You hold him in your hands gently, observing the piercings curiously. “I figured you'd see ‘em eventually. Never seen a pierced dick?” You shake your head.

“Never sucked one either.” You kiss his tip, feeling the cold metal against your lips in contrast to the warmth of his skin. He lets out a hiss, bucking slightly. You lick around his tip, keeping eye contact to see his every reaction. Unlike Satoru, who crumbles and looks adorable, Suguru looks calm, very sexy, and quite intimidating. He looks as if he's challenging you to do more, to make him break because of you. You’ve never been one to back down so easily, so you inch your mouth down his length slowly, teasing him as you go. His eyes flutter as a deep groan leaves him. The sound leaves you dripping more than you already are. 

“Toru’s been teased enough, don't you think?” Suguru tilts his head slightly. You nod. “Yeah? So ride Satoru as you suck my cock.” You look up at him with wide eyes, and he grins innocently. He reaches down, stroking your cheek sweetly. “Go on, sweet girl, ride his dick as you suck mine.” His gestures are sweet and gentle, but the vulgarity of his words and his tone show it's not a request, it's an instruction. 

Suguru is naturally the one in the group who's usually more attentive, nurturing, and in control. He’s the friend you can turn your brain off with most times because you know he wouldn't lead you astray. But something about his dominance in this way leaves you tingling. 

You follow his instruction, pulling him out of your mouth with a ‘pop’. You stop your lazy grind on Satoru, who whines at the complete stop of motion. Just being a brat when he knows he’s going to get more than a distracted, slow grind. You get on your knees and help Satoru get free from his pants and boxers since he's a bit tied up. Your jaw hangs a bit once you see his size, his dick almost poking you in the eye once it's free.

He looks a bit longer than Suguru, which is scary since Suguru is long enough. Satoru isn’t as thick, thankfully, but his thickness is still impressive. He’s pale like his porcelain skin with a light pink tip that's an angry red, precum making a sticky mess. His pubes are also trimmed, shaped like a heart, and he has a slight curve upwards that's sure to wreck you. “Hey, don’t think about backing out now, baby. Hop on.” Satoru attempts to tease you, but he just sounds whiny with the begging in his tone. You shimmy out your underwear, letting your skirt drop down as well, before climbing back on his lap. 

Suguru comes up behind you. “Ya shy, darling?” He grabs Satoru’s dick, causing him to hiss and buck his hips up. “Since I’ve taken it before, I’ll help you. That’s alright, yeah?” You look at him for a moment before nodding. “Words.” 

“Yeah, it’s okay.” You whisper as you put your hands on Satoru’s shoulders. 

“That’s a good girl.” Suguru purrs as he kisses your forehead while stroking Satoru slowly. “Let's stretch you a bit so you can take him.” He snakes his other arm around your waist, rubbing your clit gently. “Fuck you're so wet for us, pretty girl.” He groans while Satoru bucks up into his hand desperately. Suguru slips his middle finger into you, causing you to lean back against him. “I’ve got you.” He whispers as he pumps his finger before adding his ring finger. 

“I wanna move my arms!” Satoru whines as he wiggles against his confines. “Set me free, I’ll be good!” He begs with big, glossy eyes. 

Suguru sighs, pulling his hands away from you both. He moves behind Satoru and starts untying him. “You better behave. I have no problem tying you back up and fucking her as you watch.” Satoru whimpers as he nods in understanding. 

As soon as his arms are free, an arm wraps around you while the other hand starts where Suguru left off, fingering you. Catching on, you take over jerking Satoru off while Suguru is away. He goes to one of Satoru’s side tables, opening the bottom drawer to get a few items. You look over curiously to see a buttplug with a black jewel and a bottle of lube. Satoru follows your eyesight before chuckling breathily. “It's brand new for you, baby. It has a black jewel to match the color of our costumes.” He kisses you messily. “We remembered you said you were experimenting with anal by yourself and were interested in taking real dick, so we thought we could help you, yeah?” He babbles as he leans his forehead against yours, moaning helplessly with begging eyes. 

“The buttplug should be the same size as the one you're used to. Someone was snooping through your toys and checked.” Suguru shakes his head as Satoru gives you a dopey smile to admit that he is indeed the culprit. He comes up behind you, pushing you forward a bit as he gets on his knees behind you. You feel something wet on your asshole before you feel Suguru spreading what you assume is lube around. “Relax for me, pretty.” He mumbles as he slowly pushes his middle finger in, giving you time to get used to it before he starts fingering you gently. The double penetration has you buzzing, shocked by the unfamiliarity. “You're quiet. Need you to talk to me, sweets.” 

“Fuck this is ugh, I don’t know.” You whine as you lean your head on Satoru’s shoulder. Suguru sticks another finger in.

“Well, you better get used to it since it's gonna get more intense when it’s our dicks inside you.” Satoru teases, causing you to squeeze his tip, which pulls a whiny whimper from him. 

“I’m sticking the buttplug in and then I’ll help you ride Satoru.” Suguru pulls his fingers out so he can lube up the cold metal. You try to look back at him, but Satoru quickly pulls your attention to him. “We’ve got you.” He hums as he pushes the plug into you. They were right, it is the same size as the one you mainly use at home. Once it’s in, Suguru stands up, pulling you into a gentle kiss. “You did so good, love.” He mumbles before giving Satoru a kiss, rougher than the one he gave you. “Thank you for behaving.” 

“When do I not?” Satoru hums with a smile. “Alright, now that she’s prepped on both ends, let's get her riding me. I wanna fill her up so bad, Sugu.” 

“I know Toru, be patient.” Suguru scolds before looking at you softly. “Let me help you, sweets.” He murmurs sweetly as he lifts you, hovering you over Satou’s length. He lifts you like you weigh nothing, and well, to him, you don’t. Satoru lines himself up with your entrance, rubbing his tip against it as he’s buzzing with excitement. “You just gotta sit on it,” Suguru mumbles as he slowly pushes you down, inching you to take Satoru’s full length. You and Satoru are moaning, whimpering messes while Suguru calmly pushes you down until Satoru bottoms out. “See? Wasn't that easy?” He turns your head towards him with his dick in hand. “You did a great job, now open up, darling.”

You do as told, going back to suckng Suguru as you take some time to adjust to Satoru’s length. Once comfortable, you start moving slowly. Satoru’s hands fly to your waist, helping you bounce on his cock faster and harder. The sudden pace shocks you and makes you accidentally take more of Suguru than you were ready to, so you gag on him. “So fucking good baby, ugh fuck Sugu.” Satoru groans, losing himself in you easily. “S-she’s so wet and warm and f-fucking tight.”

“F-fuck Toru, be careful with her or you're done.” Suguru threatens with a grovelly voice filled with more pleasure than a threatening tone. 

“Oh yeah, baby. S-she really likes it when you threaten me. Always dripping, and she gripped me so tight just now.” Satoru doesn’t slow down at all; if anything, he speeds up. “You’ve g-gotta feel her. Come feel her baby.” Satoru whines as he bucks up with each of your bounces, so it’s like he never leaves you. It’s like he's obsessed with the feeling of you or even with you as a whole. “F-fuck she feels like she's g-gonna cum and I’m so fucking c-close too.” 

Suguru lays a hand on your head gently, not pushing, as he groans from the vibrations of your whimpers and moans around him. “Yeah?” He pulls out your mouth, tapping your cheek with his dick. “You gonna cum pretty girl?” 

You look up at him with lust-filled eyes as you rub your cheek against his dick, kissing it gently. “Mhm, Toru’s gonna make me c-cum.” You lick the length of one of his veins. “I w-wanna cum Sugu.” 

“Fuck Sugu,” Satoru whines, his thrusts getting sloppier by the second. “Stop being a sadist for two seconds and let us cum, please!” 

Suguru laughs, sounding every bit the sadist Satoru claims he is. “Since you’re so desperate, both of you cum for me.” That's all the two of you needed before your cumming on Satoru’s cock, not too long before he's cumming inside of you. The mix of your moans and groans is like music to Suguru's ears. “Happy now?” He teases with a tilt of his head. 

“Asshole,” Satoru mumbles as he flops down on the bed, gripping your waist lazily. “You feel so good pretty.” He grins up at you with lust heavy in his eyes. 

Suguru pulls out of your mouth, gently pushing you down to lie on Satoru’s chest. “Make room, Toru.” He mumbles as he lines his tip up with your entrance. Satoru hisses when you squeeze him out of nervousness. “It's gonna be a bit uncomfortable and a bit painful, but you've gotta relax.” Suguru coos, rubbing your back as he slowly pushes in, allowing you to adjust as he slowly stretches you out. 

You grip Satoru’s shirt tightly. “Oh fuck Sugu!” You whine as tears fall down your face. “I-I can’t.” You sob.

Satoru holds your face, wiping your tears as he peppers kisses on your cheeks, lips, and nose. “Shh, it's okay. You're doing great.” He whispers between kisses before a groan is ripped out of him. “Damn tight pussy. Sugu, I can feel your every vein.” 

Suguru rolls his eyes at Satoru before addressing you. “He's right, you're doing great. I know it’s a lot, my love, I’m sorry, but please, you have to relax and let me in.” Suguru apologizes as he keeps pushing into you. “Alright, big stretch comin'.” He bottoms out, and you and Satoru moan at the pleasure and pain. “Oh f-fuck!” His head falls back as he pants softly. “You did so good, won't move til you're ready.” After a bit, you pull forward a tiny bit before pushing back, ripping moans and groans from all of you. “Y-you ready for us to move?” You nod your head eagerly, and that’s all Satoru needs, but Suguru tsks, stopping him. “Use your words, honey.” 

“P-please, Sugu! Need you both to fuck me.” You whine as you look back at him, tears filling your eyes in desperation. 

“Aw, what a good girl. Anything for you.” He brushes your tears before pulling back and giving you a wicked thrust. The boys stagger their thrusts, so one is always buried inside you. The sounds are beyond filthy. Moans, groans, and the sounds of your wet pussy being bullied by two big cocks fill the room. You feel Suguru start to fuck your ass with the plug a bit, causing you to feel fuller than you’ve ever felt. All the sensations cause you to squeeze them tightly. 

“Oh fuck, you’re choking our cocks baby girl,” Satoru whines as he throws his head back against the pillow behind him. His thrusts are sloppier than Suguru’s, most likely sensitive from recently cumming. “Gonna cum if you squeeze us like that.” You purposefully clench around them again. “So fucking dirty you little minx. Want us to fill this pretty pussy with more cum?” 

“Shit, I’m s-so full. Please, please cum inside me.” You whimper, letting your head fall against Satoru’s chest. “Gonna cum, feel weird.” You and Satoru are both so out of it, drunk off the feeling of everything. You babble, he rambles, and Suguru can't help but find the two of you to be so cute. He lets out a breathy chuckle as he runs his hand across your stomach to your clit, rubbing small circles. 

He leans down, chest against your back.“I need you to make a mess on our cocks.” He whispers in your ear, voice heavy with lust and a slightly commanding tone. It doesn't take long until you're squirting on the two boys, giving Suguru the mess he so kindly asked for. Satoru follows right behind you, and after a few sloppy thrusts, Suguru finishes as well. Both boys slowly pull out of you one at a time, watching as their cum mixes and pours out of you. Suguru takes his fingers and pushes them inside you, digging out some of the mixture before shoving his fingers in Satoru’s mouth. “How do we taste?” 

“So fuckin’ good,” Satoru mumbles with lust-filled eyes. Suguru repeats his motions before shoving his fingers in your mouth next. “Taste good, right?” Satoru asks this time. You nod and whine when Satoru shoves his fingers inside you before putting them in Suguru’s mouth. “See what I mean?”

“Taste like we were meant for each other.” Suguru groans as he pushes his fingers deeper in your mouth, making you drool. “I wanna eat you out, but I don’t wanna overstimulate you too much for our first time together.” He whispers to you as he kisses your forehead. “What hole do you want, Toru?” He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, smearing your drool on your lips.

“Lemme take her ass.” There's a wicked look in his eyes that causes you to pull back from him, a skeptical look thrown his way. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.” He coos as he kisses your lips. You give Suguru a look, doubting his partner's ability to keep this promise. 

“You better be.” Suguru’s stern voice has you clenching around nothing. Positions change to accommodate the new idea. Suguru takes off his pants fully, removing his shirt so he’s fully naked before moving against the headboard. You remove your top before crawling onto the bed towards him. He’s quick to pull you onto his lap while Satoru gets fully undressed as well. “Should be easier to take me now, yeah?” He whispers as he brushes stray hairs from your face. He lifts you up before slowly sinking you onto his length. Since it's him alone, you can feel his piercings as they slide through your insides, leaving a coldness wherever they touch. Once you're fully seated, he pulls you to him so you're both chest to chest, rubbing soothing circles on your back. 

Satoru kneels behind you, buzzing with excitement. “I’ve wanted this for so long, promise I won’t fuck it up.” He whispers before gently pulling the buttplug out, rubbing your hips gently whenever you tense up. He grabs the lube that Suguru left sitting on the bed, gently rubbing some against your asshole before lubing himself up. “Hopefully the plug stretched you out a bit so this won’t hurt too much.” 

“You have to relax. I feel you clenching up.” Suguru mumbles as he kisses your neck. You run a hand through his long hair, inky black locks tangled around your manicured fingers. As soon as you feel Satoru’s tip against your puckered hole, you clamp up, causing you to squeeze Suguru tightly. He hisses from the squeeze, his head falling back a bit. “You tryna choke my cock, huh?” He mumbles as he kisses your lips gently, continuing his circles on your back. “If you don't relax, it’ll hurt more. Don’t you see we're trying our best not to hurt you? Work with us, please, angel.” He chides with a tilt of his head. 

Even though he scolds you, Suguru has a naturally calming aura, though that doesn't mean he has trouble matching Satoru’s freak at times. Satoru uses your calmness to start pushing into you. He makes sure to go slow because he knows you’ll kill him when you get your strength back if he’s too rough with you. The further he slips into you, the more you can feel him losing his calm as his hold on your waist tightens, sure to leave bruises. 

But you don't understand. He feels the tightness and warmth from you wrapped around him while feeling Suguru’s thickness on the other side of a thin barrier of skin. He’s feeling two of his favorite people at the same time in such an intimate moment, being the first to help you through many experiences tonight. When he fully bottoms out, the two of you are whimpering and whining for two different reasons. He thinks he could cry from how complete he feels. 

You’ve never felt as full as you have tonight. No amount of double penetration with your buttplug and dildo can ever compare to this. Suguru tries his best to keep calm and stay in control, making sure no one moves until you're ready. A shocked groan leaves his mouth when he feels you rocking between the two of them. “P-please, I need you both to fuck me.” You whine with watery eyes, looking straight into his.

You don’t have to tell Satoru another time, as soon as the words leave your mouth, he’s practically pounding into your ass. Any control he tried to have was gone in an instant. Suguru catches Satoru’s pattern and does the opposite. When Toru pushes in, he pulls out and vice versa, timing it so they can feel each other begin to push in as they pull out, constantly brushing against each other. 

There’s no doubt now that you can be heard over the party. If you thought you all were loud before, you have to be overpowering every sound now. It's as if the boys decided that they could let it all go. Satoru’s deep voice whimpers and whines, babbling praises over and over, thanking you with almost every thrust. Even Surugu loses himself, showing himself to be more vocal and filthier than you would’ve thought. You were experiencing something many people dreamed of. 

It’s not long before you feel yourself about to cum again, rambling as much to the boys. “F-fuck baby, ugh me too, shit me too.” Satoru groans as his thrusts get sloppier and slower as if he’s preventing himself from cumming to enjoy this feeling as long as he can. 

“Let's ugh shit, let's all cum together, let us fill you up princess.” Suguru groans, a hint of a whimper in his voice. He holds Satoru’s waist when he realises what he’s doing and helps him fuck you at his pace. “Play with her clit for me, Toru, I got you, baby.” Satoru does as told, feeling overstimulated from the pace Suguru is setting and upholding. 

You cum first, making a mess all over Suguru’s cock before Satoru makes a mess of your ass. He pours loads of hot cum in your ass before Suguru finally breaks, cumming with both of you. A groan so deep and slightly whiny leaves him, you thought you would cum again from that sound alone.

Satoru falls on top of you, effectively crushing you between him and Suguru before he’s held up by the boy under you. “You're crushing her. Pull out and get off.” 

“But she’s so warm, I could stay here forever,” Satoru mumbles as he kisses your neck, breathless from what just transpired. He sits up, pulling out slowly after leaving kisses all over your neck and back. Suguru pulls you off from on top of him, chuckling softly when his cum runs out of you a bit before he lays you down between him and Satoru. “Did I hurt you pretty?” 

“No, I'm fine, Toru… just a bit tired and feeling kinda empty.” You look at the ceiling to avoid the obvious shit eating grins both boys are sporting. “Don’t let it get to your heads, assholes.” You mumble as you attempt to get up, only to be stopped by a hand on your stomach. 

“Where you goin’?” Suguru mumbles as he gets up. “Stay still.”  He looks at you before glaring at Satoru. “Don’t do anything stupid.” He kisses the grin on the white haired man's face before making his way over to the bathroom that connects their two rooms. You hear the water running, signalling a bath. While he’s gone, Satoru rubs your body gently and kisses you slowly, one of his self-appointed tasks of aftercare.

When Suguru comes back, he pries Satoru’s hands away from you before lifting you bridal style and taking you to the bathroom. It’s filled with the smell of coconut and vanilla, your typical scents. He gently places you on the closed toilet seat, using one of his claw clips to clip your hair up before placing you in the warm water of the bath he prepared for you. “Ah, you remembered to protect the wig.”

“Well, of course, can’t ruin the hair you warned Toru not to touch multiple times a day.” He chuckles as he takes a washcloth, lathering it in soap. “Speaking of, he’d wanna join you… If you want that, of course.”

“He can join if he's good.” You tease when you see blue puppy dog eyes staring at you from the doorway. 

“I’m always good.” He pouts as he hops into the giant tub behind you, immediately wrapping you in his arms. “You comin', Suguboo? You know you want to.”

“Yeah, come on in, Sugu, I want you to.” You smile at him softly, causing a gentle red tinge to hit the tips of his ears. He comes into the tub, sitting at your feet, pulling them to his chest. 

“So… I guess all the rumors are true?” Satoru teases with a giant grin, causing you to groan and cover your face.

“Oh, shut up.”

[animethottywithnobody]

“Not the one I know”

cw. angst, highschool suguru + satoru + y/n, suguru defects, mentions of death/killing

wc. 526

AN: i saw that sugu called his mom, excited to start going to jujutsu high… gege only pains me

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Naming all the emotions you feel would be useless. Principal Yaga told you and Satoru together, but you’ve never felt so alone. You want to react, but you can’t. There isn’t one single reaction, there are many. You want to be like Satoru, who yells in disbelief. That’s one of your emotions. You want to have his shocked expression, something you feel but can’t possibly express at the moment. All you can do is stand there frozen like a blank-faced statue. Yaga’s words repeat over and over in your head like a broken record, as if you're trying to process it like it's new information each time, not the same horrible words.

“Suguru killed everyone in the village and…” “Though from the bloodstains and residuals, he most likely killed his parents too…”

Suguru Geto… the boy who became one of your best friends during your time here. The boy who cares when you don't eat properly. The boy who teases you with Satoru about stupid little things that you’ll all forget when you're older. The boy, who, although he could match Satoru’s energy, could be so gentle and caring, helping you take care of small cuts and bruises without bothering Shoko. The boy who calls his mom whenever he has the chance. Let it be a good day when he’s excited to tell her something like an achievement. Let it be a tough day when he just needs to hear her voice, to hear her say that she and his father are okay. 

That isn't a boy capable of killing people, let alone innocent people with no explanation… that boy is definitely not capable of killing his parents. Not him. Not the Suguru Geto you spent hot summer days eating ice cream with. Not the Suguru Geto who comforted you when you had terrible period cramps, even going as far as buying you whatever you needed, pads included. Not the Suguru Geto who gently covered Yu Haibara’s body when he was brought back, letting him be comfortable even in death. 

Did you miss something? He looked sad, you saw that. You asked him about it, and he brushed it off as him just being tired. You spent time at his place to make sure he was okay, and though he was quieter… different, he never failed to give you a smile, even if it was just a tiny one that didn't reach his eyes. 

Oh… his smile… it stopped reaching his eyes. Why did it take you so long to realize one of the things that easily draws you to him? His ability to genuinely smile. 

He’s always been closer to Satoru. The line between friends and lovers blurred so easily at times, but you knew for sure they were soulmates of some kind. They just fit together in a way only soulmates could. You're sure they had different conversations with each other than they ever did with you. You're sure Satoru probably knows more about why Suguru did this… why he changed, but even he’s shocked. The boy closest to him is in complete and utter disbelief, and you think you can figure him out?

[animethottywithnobody]

"It's Hard Being Casual"

~ ft Eren Yeager

Synopsis -  The one rule was not to fall in love, and you couldn’t even follow that. Who knew being “casual” wouldn’t work for long? 

cw. best friend! Eren, fwb! Eren, flirty/mentions previous sex, angsty(???), black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (angel, pretty girl, baby)

wc. 2k

AN:  Inspired by “Bags” by Clairo & “Casual” by Chappell Roan

“What do you mean Martha Washington didn’t name her feral tomcat after Alexander Hamilton? I know we both watched the musical.” You look up from your work in confusion. 

“You can't seriously believe that everything in Hamilton was historically accurate.” As you open your mouth to say something witty, he cuts you off, knowing exactly what you’re going to say. “And no, you don’t have to be a history major to know that.”

It's no surprise that Eren could predict what you would say, as you two have been friends since high school, freshman year, to be specific. He’s always been your personal history tutor, something he doesn’t do for anyone else, while you have always helped in subjects like philosophy since his ethics and moral beliefs were a bit skewed sometimes. Admittedly, you’ve always thought Eren was attractive, but that was an obvious fact to everyone. Though you were attracted to him, that attraction never escalated into anything… until recently. 

“Wow, Eren, you’re a mind reader too? Who knew humans were evolving so fast.” You roll your eyes while he chuckles at your sarcasm. 

You both are in your sophomore year of college and still tutor and hang out with each other, except now it has evolved. You don’t know when it started, but innocent tutoring turned into makeout sessions when your roommates and friends weren’t around. Helping each other with homework turned into being a stress relief for each other because college is a breeding ground for everything stressful. All that tension soon bled into everything. Usual hangouts and parties to be with friends turned into sneaking away for quick hookups and stolen kisses while everyone was in a drunken haze or too high to notice. Movie nights turned into passionate nights on the couch or in bed with the movie as background noise. 

“What can I say, baby? I'm just special. Maybe you just need to catch up.” He smirks as he stands up, moving behind you. He puts his hands on the table in front of you, trapping you between his strong arms. 

You scoff softly, slightly distracted by the new dynamic. “Don't push it, Yeager. As if you're that much smarter than me.” You glance up at him before looking back at the textbooks in front of you. “As if you're smarter than me at all.”

In all honestly, you only started thinking about Eren as more than a friend because of him. He’s always so flirty and touchy with you, traits you originally mistook as his personality until you realize he doesn’t talk to anyone else the way he talks to you. Though he’s in a frat, he’s more closed off than most other stereotypical frat guys… except with you. He’s very open with you, always explaining things more than he needs to or opening up to things most others would never know about him. At times, he treats you almost like a girlfriend, whispering sweet nothings to you as encouragement, or his silent possessiveness over you gets loud when you attend parties with him. But at other times, he’s talking about other girls or reminiscing about an ex he’s had. 

“Why don't we put this work down and take a break? Watch a movie, maybe?” He leans down close to your ear, his voice low as he speaks with a possible hidden message behind his words. You never assume what he could mean since he’s always so unpredictable. 

You’re tired of questioning his every intention, his every action. It’s exhausting trying to guess what’s on his mind all the time. You can’t keep wondering what his stolen glances or soft smiles mean. You can’t keep hearing him call you by his nickname for you without getting so irritated. Everything he does pushes you closer and closer to exploding… but this is on you. You both agreed not to catch feelings when you realized what this… friendship was turning into. And once you realized you were catching feelings, you also realized that this wasn’t something serious to him… it feels like you’re just a game he is addicted to playing. You also knew that confessing your feelings was a terrible idea and that it needed to be the right time if you ever did. 

You look at him and nod with a soft smile, feeling your heart melt at how he tilts his head slightly and gives you a dreamy smile at your response. He closes the book in front of you gently before pulling your chair out for you. He grabs your hands, helping you up before you can even attempt to get up yourself. You both stare into each other’s eyes, something you know is dangerous for your already strong feelings. You feel yourself drowning in his and wonder what he feels when he looks into yours. “Well, Yeager, what movie did you have in mind?”

So, instead of protecting yourself and ending things there, being strictly friends, you decided to push your feelings away. You decided to play his game… to do anything to keep him around, and that’s exactly why you’re in this situation. But in all honesty, you don't know how long you can keep playing around and pretending. You feel yourself rapidly reaching a breaking point. 

He chuckles softly, his beautiful eyes sparkling with humor. He lets go of your hands to grab your waist gently, pulling you so close that your breath mixes with his. “Does it really matter? We could put on anything, and it’d be reduced to background noise.” His voice is soft as he confirms your thoughts about his offer. You feel your heart physically hurt at what your friendship has become. 

As much as you love being close to him, this isn’t how you want it. You feel suffocated. Gently, you put your hands on his chest, pushing him back to create space. It’s not much, but it gives you the illusion of being released from an invisible grip, and you start to breathe properly. “I’m in a nostalgic mood. Let’s watch ’10 Things I Hate About You’.” You fight a smile on your lips, hoping it was more convincing than it felt. 

His hold on your hips loosens until you can’t tell if he’s still touching you or if you’re imagining his hands still there. “You’ll never put that movie to bed. We’ve watched it at least 100 times since we’ve started being friends.” 

“Pretending you don’t love this movie isn’t going to help you escape it.” You take his lack of hold to go to the kitchen, doing your typical movie night prep for nights you’re actually going to watch the movie. Popcorn and wine, an Olivia Pope classic. He helps you bring everything to the coffee table before you both settle on the couch.

As the movie plays, you feel his eyes float over to you, not knowing that you stop focusing on the movie every time he looks over and become hyperfocused on how you are presented to him. Imagine how cute this could be if you were a couple, cuddling on the couch and watching a movie you both love. Instead, you’re best friends who fuck with a mix of one-sided love, and sadly, you’re the one in love. The thought causes a shiver to run through your body. 

“You cold over there, angel?” Angel. The name he’s called you since the day you both met… the name you’ve grown to despise. You feel relief at his mistake of thinking you were cold instead of knowing the effect he has on you. 

“No, it was just a random chill.” You laugh softly, rubbing your hands together.

“Oh, I hate those.” The plush of a blanket covers you, causing you to look at the culprit. His eyes hold yours for longer than necessary before his lips pull up slightly into a tiny smirk as he looks away from you. 

You look back at the screen, but your mind is anywhere but the movie playing. Your mind floods with every interaction you’ve had together, your brain working overtime searching and scanning for any indication that your feelings for him are reciprocated. Your frustrations and irritations grow at the confusion he gives you. But as much as you hate it, you’ll always be happy to just be near him and close to him in a way he isn’t with others. You convinced yourself that you’d rather sit in your frustration than tell him how you feel and risk losing him but you’re starting not to believe that anymore.

“Oh, you’re out.” You snap out of your head and look at him in confusion before following his eyes to your empty wineglass. You didn’t realize you’d been drinking it while being stuck in your thoughts about the two of you. Instinctively, he pours more wine into your cup. Something he always does, constantly making sure you have everything you need and helping you without being asked. The irony of drinking wine right now almost makes you giggle. A wine stain isn’t easily removed like spoken words aren’t able to be easily retracted. Once the mess is made, the stain lasts for a long time. 

“Thanks.” You mumble as you grab the glass from the table, taking a big gulp, hoping the alcohol will calm your racing mind. The dam you’ve worked so hard to build has gotten many cracks over time, and you feel it’s finally about to break. 

Eren looks over at you with slight confusion but doesn’t say anything as he goes back to watching the movie. “We should go paintballing like they do in the movie.” You don’t say anything, instead taking another big gulp. He looks over at you as you go to pour more wine into your glass. He grabs the bottle from you before grabbing the remote and pausing the movie. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” You look away from him, the intensity of his gaze feeling too much at this moment. 

“We’ve been friends too long for you to think I’d believe such a bullshit lie.” He sets the bottle and remote down and tilts your head to face him. “There you are, pretty girl.” You try to turn your head away, but he grabs your face gently between his hands. “Talk to me, angel.” 

You grab his hands and pull them from your face. “I can’t keep doing this.” 

His eyebrows furrow. “Doing what?”

“This Eren!” You stand up to make some space between you two. “Whatever this friends-with-benefits thing is.”

“Can I ask why?” He tilts his head, confusion and concern all over his face. 

“I love you, Ren.”

He was confused before, and he’s even more confused now. “I love you too.” 

“No, Ren, not like how I love you.” You cross your arms as if that’ll protect you from the heartbreak loading up. “I broke our one rule, I fucking fell for you.” You cover your face in embarrassment.

“Oh.” That’s all he says. You look between your fingers to see him looking down with a nervous expression on his face, and you already know what comes next. But you can’t keep the frustrations in.

“Oh? Oh?? Eren, you’re telling me you’ve never had feelings for me, not even a little?” He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even look at you. You scoff and shake your head. “So all the sweet words, the cute pet names, the possessiveness at parties, the couple shit, the fucking sex was what? Something you do with friends?”

“That’s not true, and you know it.” He looks up at you with so many emotions swimming in his eyes and a slight frustration in his voice. “I just… I think we’re better as friends. Our friendship is priceless, and I can’t risk losing that because you think you have feelings for me.”

“I think I have feelings for you?”

“I’m sure it’s the sex that makes you feel that way since I’ve always done everything else, and you didn’t like me then.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. “I’m getting a headache.”

“Let’s take a break from each other and let this kinda simmer down. You’re one of my best friends, and I never want to lose you over something like this.” He comes over to kiss your forehead, and you back up.  “I love you, angel.” He grabs his stuff and walks out the door, looking back at you before letting the door close. 

And just like wine… you can’t clean up the mess you made without a mark being left behind. 

[animethottywithnobody]

"You Cryin'?"

~ ft Satoru Gojo

Synopsis -  You and Gojo have been inseparable since childhood. Everyone thought that once you both got older you'd be more independent from each other (even you) but Gojo always happened to be there exactly when you needed him... ALWAYS.

cw. dacryphilia, breeding, dubcon?? (aphrodisiacs in your drink), oral sex (male & female receiving), implied/slightly Yandere! Gojo, implied stalking, implied noncon recording, best friend! Gojo, roommate! Gojo, dom! Gojo, sub! reader, black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (baby, dollface, pretty, etc)

wc. 4k

AN: I'm really nervous since I haven't properly written a fic in basically two years... I hope you guys like it.

❗️minors & blank blogs DNI❗️

“Hey baby, wanna get out of here?” You shake your head as you giggle. You're both at the biggest Halloween party of the year hosted by the most popular frat on campus.

“Toru, we just got here.” Quite literally, you and Toru just walked through the door about five minutes ago. You don’t even have a drink in your hand yet. “Let’s have fun, especially since I look so cute doing it.” You’re both dressed as Velma and Shaggy from Scooby- doo, you wanted to be Velma, and Toru wanted to match whatever you wore so people ‘know your best friends’. 

“You always look cute no need to go to a party to prove that.”

“But everyone’s at this one.”

“You can see all these people in school.”

“We live together. I can see you all day, every day.” 

He groans in frustration. “Well, that’s different.” He wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck as he mumbles. “I missed you. Can’t I miss my best friend?” 

“I thought that was Suguru?” He groans and you giggle. “I mean, technically, you can miss me, but it should be hard when we’re basically attached at the hip.” You giggle, lifting your hand to run your fingers in his hair. You have been friends with Toru your whole life and have been quite literally inseparable since. Everyone says he is overly possessive and attached to you but he was always like that with everything and everyone… right?

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” You can hear his pout. “I just don’t want you to, I don’t know, forget about me.”

“Toru.” You lift his head and turn around in his hold. To others, this would look quite intimate but both of you have always been touchy with each other. You hold his face, able to see his pout clearly. “I’d never forget about my best friend in the whole world. You’re my other half.” His cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a cute pink as a small smile grows on his face. “But I also have other friends I like spending time with as well.” His smile drops. 

“Ugh, fine, but you’ll never have as much fun as we have when it’s just the two of us together.” He mumbles as you pull your hands from his pouty face with a giggle. You spot Suguru and Shoko walking up so you feel more comfortable leaving him.

“Others might take that the wrong way.” You tease as you walk towards your Sorority Sisters. 

You end up splitting your time between your Sorority Sisters, random guys, Satoru, and the others. With your Sorority Sisters, you talk about upcoming events, classes or dance together. When you spend time with Satoru, he leaves the friend group, so it’s just the two of you, and he always has a drink in hand for you. Nothing new to you, honestly. You both dance, sing songs and talk about the most random things. The alcohol is definitely to blame for that, at least on your part, since Satoru is a terrible lightweight, so he doesn't drink much, if at all.

You could feel eyes on you when you were with your other friends, but when you looked around, no one, not even Toru, was looking at you. Strangely, you only felt like someone was watching when you weren’t with Satoru, and not just at this party but just any time you two weren’t together. Shoko teases you whenever you bring it up to her and the girls and says you think you're the main character too much.

But when you think about it, some things don't add up whenever you’re at parties. Guys come up to talk or dance with you, but for some reason, they’d always leave, no explanation, nothing. And every time that happens, Satoru is right there to take their place. He’s always there when you need him. When your car breaks down out of nowhere, he’s there. When you’re too drunk at parties or bars with your friends, he’s there to take you home. When you’re on a date that isn’t going so well, he’s always there making the perfect excuses so you can leave. You always joke that he has spidey senses when you need him since most instances, if not all… you never called or texted saying you needed him, and he’d just laugh. 

At some point, the drinks start to taste a bit different, but you assume he’s just making a different mix now. But the more you drink, the hotter you feel. It’s like a fever is running through you, your legs feel weak, and your pussy is about to cause a flood. It’s starting to get bad, so you excuse yourself to the bathroom while your other friends tell you to be careful and that they won’t move so you can find them. 

You go to a bathroom located upstairs in the frat to have privacy. Once you reach the bathroom, you can see the sweat ruining your edges and running down leaving streaks in your makeup. You wet a paper towel and dab your face and body with cool water, hoping it will help alleviate the fever, but nothing’s working. No matter how worked up you've ever been, it’s never been this bad or this random. 

The door starts to open and you quickly push it closed, cursing yourself for forgetting to lock it. “Um, someone’s in here.” You croak, your voice filled with desperation and anxiety. 

“It’s me, princess. Your friends said you were here, so I came to check on you.” You would usually relax when you hear Satoru’s voice, but for some reason, it makes the ache feel worse. “Come on baby, let me in.” The slight plead makes you tremble as the thought of him begging for you crosses your mind. 

“Fuck, come in.” You move from the door letting him come in. You give him a once, twice, thrice over. You always knew Satoru was attractive; his fan girls can confirm that, but you never felt the need to rip his clothes off of him until now. You feel like a dog in heat with the thoughts flooding your mind.

“What’s wrong, sweets? You don’t look so good.” He leans close to your face as the cool back of his hand presses against your forehead. You shiver at his touch. Have his hands always been this big?  “You feel like you have a fever. Wanna go home lovebug?” His voice moves through you like silk and you feel like you can barely stand. 

You practically collapse in his chest, gripping his shirt tightly as you shake your head. “I…I can’t move.” His hands hold your waist causing you to whine in his chest slightly. You imagine his hands holding your waist as he fucks into you from behind, only making your pussy gush. “I feel so weak.” With your head in his chest, you miss the victorious smile on his face. His scent is driving you crazy. You should be used to it by now, but it’s almost like it’s fogging up your mind. “I don’t k-know what’s wrong with me, Toru.”

“Is there anything I can do? Maybe get you some water?” You feel him about to move away from you and tighten your grip with a ‘no’ that sounds like a desperate moan. 

“Please don’t leave me.” You look up at him with teary eyes. You feel like you're drowning in him. “I- fuck, this is so embarrassing.” You whine as tears threaten to flow down your face. “I’m so horny Toru a-and I need you to help me. Fuck I know this sounds so insane, but please, I need you so bad.” Tears stream down your face as you beg him.

His face changes from concern to something you can’t tell. His eyes darken from his almost clear ocean blue to a stormy sea blue. His grip on your waist tightens, causing you to whine out his name pathetically, your head falling to his chest again. He grabs your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks as he tilts it up to his. A giant mocking smirk is on his face as he tilts his head slightly. “You cryin’?”  

“Don’t tease me!” You try looking away, but his grip is firm. 

“Tell me exactly when you need from me.” His face looks desperate to hear it from you. He leans his face close to yours, lips almost brushing against each other. You try to close the gap, but he doesn’t let you. “Come on, baby, say it for me.” He whispers, letting his minty breath ghost your lips. 

“Please, Toru, I need you to fuck me.” As soon as the words tumble out your mouth, his lips are on yours hungrily. You’d think he’s the one who needs your help. This isn’t the first time you both have kissed, but this is one without party games and dares involved. You begged for this one, and Satoru is determined to make sure you never forget it. 

He turns you both, pushing you against the wall with his hands, bruising your hips with his grip. He moves from your lips down your neck as you let a hand move to his hair. “Fuck I’ve dreamt about this.” He mumbles into your neck as he bites and sucks on the skin, leaving marks you’d have to cover up. 

He lets a hand slide from your hip to your thigh, pulling your leg up to sit on his waist. Your skirt rides up, making it easier for him to grind against you. The feeling of your clothed core rubbing against the rough material of his jeans has you writhing and whining. “F-fuck Toru.”

 You desperately hump yourself against the tent in his jeans with desperate whines. “Please, Toru- ah s-shit baby- need you inside.” 

“I know, baby, I know.” He coos, lifting his head to kiss you on the lips. “I wanna make sure you can take me first, sweets.” He moves the hand on your leg to your clothed core, chuckling. “Aww baby, you’re soaking wet for me. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

He slips down to his knees, all his focus on the space between your thighs. You lean against the wall for balance when you feel him force your legs apart before brushing his nose against your soaked panties. A throaty groan leaves him as he licks and bites at the drenched material. “Fuck pretty,  you taste better than I imagined.” He yanks your panties down, letting them fall to your ankles. He helps you step out of them before pocketing the tiny material. He lifts your left leg that sat on his waist and puts it over his shoulder this time. You swear he has a dreamy look in his eyes when he’s face to face with your dripping hole. “Had dreams of tasting your pretty little pussy. So much prettier in person.”

You can’t even comprehend his words as he shoves his face in between your thighs. He licks, sucks, and groans on your clit while you wiggle and moan. When you try closing your legs, he harshly grips your thighs. “Don’t interrupt my meal.” He growls before spitting on your cunt, using his long middle finger to rub it in before pushing it into you. 

Your hand flies to his hair at the stretch. “Oh yeah, baby, I always knew this pussy was so tight. Practically pulling my finger off.” He chuckles as his beautiful eyes stare up at you, cloudy with his intense desire. You almost think Satoru has never eaten in his life the way he devours your pussy like a man starved his entire life. 

“T-toru so close…” You whine as you grind yourself against his tongue and fingers, using your leg on his shoulder to push his head closer to your aching core. He groans into you as he pushes his ring finger into you, barely giving you time to adjust before letting his pointer finger join the party. “A-ahhh, wait so much.” You yank at his hair, causing him to be pulled away from you, and the sight is breathtaking. 

Finally able to see his entire face again, you see the bottom half of his face is covered in your slick. His eyes are so clouded by lust and desire that it’s overwhelming, and his hair is such a white silky mess between your fingers, almost like this was what his hair was meant for.

“Please baby, lemme keep eating.” He whines as he roughly finger fucks you. “Want you to cum in my mouth before you make a mess on my cock.” Your head falls back against the wall as your eyes close. They shoot open at the slap on your cunt. “Look. At. Me.” He delivers a harsh slap with each word, causing whines to fall from your plump lips, but you make eye contact to the best of your abilities, making the sadist smile. “Wanna see your face when you fall apart, dollface.” He coos at you as he kisses your cunt as an apology, sloppily making out with your swollen clit. “Can I continue my love?”

He truthfully doesn’t care what your answer is. He’s Satoru Gojo. He always gets what he wants one way or another. But seeing you weakly nod at him with a fucked-out look all over your face definitely made him love receiving an answer. He goes back to eating, switching his fingers and tongue so he is eating your pussy and rubbing your clit. 

Each pump of his tongue inside you or each flick of his fingers drags you closer and closer to your desired end. “O-oh my fuck! Toru, I’m gonna- shit, I'm cumming,” You whine as you hump against his mouth. He doesn't say a thing, just fucks you harder and deeper with his tongue his way of begging you to give him what he wants. It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to crash over you, feeling more intense than any orgasm you've ever had. You struggle to keep your eyes open, but if they were closed, you would’ve missed the fact that you squirted for the first time in your life all over your best friend’s face. 

Your orgasm doesn’t mean he’s stopping, though. He keeps licking at you, pushing you to slight overstimulation as he tries to drink every drop of what he's been waiting for and worked so hard for. You tug on his hair with broken ‘stop’ and ‘no more’ tumbling out your mouth. He lazily pulls away and looks up at you. “I thought you liked this. You always do it to yourself… why can’t I?” Nothing he’s saying makes sense to you, but honestly, you haven’t been able to think straight for a while now. 

“Don’t tease me. Need you, Toru.” You plead as you pull him up into a hungry kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. You let your hand slide to his crotch, fumbling with his button and zipper.

“Fuck, your such a needy girl.” He groans into your mouth as you finally undo his jeans, pushing them down. You look down to see his big bulge, probably the biggest you’ve ever seen. He must’ve seen the look on your face because he lets out a hearty laugh. “You just gonna stare, or you gonna take it out for me, pretty?” He tilts his head with a cocky grin, reminding you who he is. 

“Fuck you.” You mumble as you squeeze him over his boxers, causing him to hiss. You slide down to your knees, looking up at him with a small smile. His eyes look down at you with a wild, almost crazed look. 

“What are you-” Satoru is rarely shocked, but he didn’t expect to see you on your knees. No matter how much he dreamed of this, he didn't plan on it happening… not this time, at least. 

“Need to make sure you can fit, right?” You tilt your head slightly as you pull down his underwear, watching with wide eyes as his cock slaps against his stomach, almost taking an eye out in the process. Not only was he big, but he was beautiful. He’s long, not too thick, with trimmed white hairs. His tip is a pretty pink mushroom that’s a deep, angry red from being neglected. He has a slight upward curve that is sure to destroy your insides. Everything is so perfectly proportioned, like everything else about him… perfect.

When you look back up at him, you expect to see a cocky look, but instead, he’s completely red and looking away from you with a hand covering his eyes. “F-fuck, don’t look at it like that.” He whines pathetically. You never imagined the day you’d see Satoru Gojo this embarrassed or embarrassed at all. 

You giggle softly before you kiss his tip gently. He shutters with a shaky whimper, leaving him as his chest heaves. “I guess everything about you really is beautiful, huh Toru?” You tease, causing him to look at you with wide eyes. Once you’ve got his eyes on you, you take his tip in your mouth. 

“Oh fuck.” He whimpers as his hand flies to your hair cautiously. He knows better than to touch your hair usually, but right now, he can’t help himself. If he doesn’t hold onto something, he’s going to cum undone right there. “D-don't look at me while you do it.” He groans when you take more of his cock in your mouth, ignoring him. “Don’t wanna- ahh fuck- don’t wanna cum yet baby please.” He pleads with you as his other hand comes down to your head.

You continue sucking his cock, taking barely half of it and using your hand to make up for what can’t fit in your mouth. When your cold hand touches his balls, he bucks into your mouth, causing you to gag. “Fuck, I’m sorry I just - oh shit- you just feel so g-good baby.” He stills your head as he slowly starts fucking your throat as he whimpers and whines, ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again. You hallow your throat and flatten your tongue, swallowing around him to make sure he feels as much pleasure as he’s given you.

You are mesmerized as you watch him fall apart above you. His pale skin is covered in a pink tint while it glistens with sweat, almost looking like glitter on his skin. His eyes are hooded, with his usual clear blue being clouded with so much lust, desire, and desperation. You swear he’s drooling as he ruts himself down your throat. “Oh shit, baby, I-I’m gonna cum- ah, can I please- ahh fucking shit- wanna cum.” You gargle an answer around him, causing him to buck faster. “T-tap twice for yes, baby, please.” You tap his thigh twice, and he wastes no time, brutally using your throat to reach his climax. His head falls back as you feel ropes of cum shoot down your throat. When his hands fall away, you pull him out with a pop, working your hand over him gently. You’re shocked that after all the cum he just released that he's still rock hard. His eyes fall on you as he breathes heavily, and you open your mouth to show you swallowed all his cum. 

He yanks you up, kissing you roughly as he lifts you up to wrap your legs around his hips. “Fucking nasty girl, aren’t you?” He wastes no time pushing his tip into you. Your mouth falls open as his tip stretches you out. “You got it, baby. We made sure I could fit, remember?”  He gives you barely a minute before he pushes more of his cock into your tight weeping cunt. “You’re sucking me in, I can’t help myself.” He whispers as he bites your neck, pushing himself all the way in. You let out a scream at the feeling of every inch inside of you, hitting spots you’ve never felt touched before. “You take my cock so good, fuckin’ made for me.”

Your head drops to his shoulder as you hold onto him for dear life. “Move Toru, I can take it.” You whimper out, and he does just that. How can he say no to his beautiful best friend when she’s begging to be fucked? He snaps his hips into yours brutally, squeezing your ass as he fucks you with no remorse. 

“Such a good fucking girl for me, takin all this dick.” He rests you against the wall so he can move a hand to your stomach, pushing on the bulge he left there. You bite his shoulder as muffled sobs leave your swollen lips. “Feelin’ me all in your tummy, baby?” He coos as you lift your head to meet his eyes. The sight of tears falling down your face does something to him, it always has. He lets out a sadistic laugh as he returns his hands to your ass before proceeding to fuck up into you while bouncing you on his cock.“Fuck baby, cry for my cock that's right.” 

Every hit has him hitting your G-spot over and over, not giving it a single break. “I’m gonna ruin you for every guy after me.” He growls in your ear. “Not even your fingers or pretty little toys will satisfy you when I’m done.” You whimper as you feel your second orgasm ready to destroy you. “You’ll beg for me when you play with that pretty little pussy, always babbling dumb shit. Now it’ll be my name on repeat.” His words are so confusing but help drag you closer and closer. 

You don’t even have a chance to warm him before your creaming on his cock, making a white ring around his base as he continues fucking into you. He pushes his head into the crook of your neck, leaving bite marks next to the previous ones he’s left. You squeeze him for all he has as you feel a third orgasm approaching. “Shit baby, imma cum baby. Ahhh where? W-where do you want it, princess?” Honestly… he’s gonna cum inside you, but he just wants to hear what you’ll say.

“I-inside Toru, please inside.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, he’s shooting his cum into your womb with a whine of your name and a joyful feeling. Of course, you’d want the same thing he wants. You two are obviously meant for each other, always have been, and always will be. He sits there for a bit as you both try to catch your breath. 

“Do you feel better?” He whispers, gently kissing your forehead as he places your feet on the ground. You nod weakly as you lean into his chest. “Good.” He pulls out, pulling your panties out of his pocket and helping you put them on quickly before too much of his cum can fall out of you. Keeping an arm wrapped around you, he opens the cupboard under the sink and pulls out a rag you recognize from home. “I’m gonna clean you up a bit, and when we get home, I’ll properly take care of you.” He whispers as he wipes your legs from the messes you both made. He kisses your legs, fingers, and head as he helps you fix your clothes and himself. 

Once you both look somewhat presentable, he pulls you into his chest. “I love you, baby girl,” he whispers as he gently kisses your lips, pulling your skirt down though it already covered you. 

“I love you too, Toru.” You whisper back before he walks out of the bathroom. After taking a moment to breathe, you walk downstairs to where your Sorority Sisters are waiting for you.

“Girl, where have you been? We’ve been looking for you.”

“What do you mean? I was in the bathroom upstairs. That’s where you guys sent Toru.”

“Um, what are you talking about? Gojo never came to ask us where you were.”

“Yeah, even if he did, we didn’t know you were upstairs.”

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