#𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐚

[manacia]

◟gojo satoru x fem!reader, blindfolds & sensory deprivation, 720 words. ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ dom!gojo, sub!reader, consensual, praise, size difference, petnames (princess, baby, my girl), slight dumbification, not proofread, ooc gojo !

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it'd been something you mentioned back and forth with your boyfriend, tossing it aimlessly across dinner and the clattering of cutlery - his blindfold, that is. you'd seen satoru without his blindfold countless times, those bright crystalline blue eyes and the long white eyelashes to frame them, he really was a sight to behold when he relaxed and shrugged off that black fabric obscuring such beauty. you had a feeling he knew this too, how could he not when women fawn over him without the blindfold?

back and forth, back and forth.

'let me wear it,' you'd whine like a child. how hard was it to convince him? this was unnecessary! satoru seemed to be a boulder unmoving, waving you off with his hand and cheeky grin as he assures you that a time will come but when is that time? how long was you going to be made to wear his blindfold for a few seconds, just to see how much it affected his sight? days and weeks passed, turning into months and you'd developed a nasty habit to puff your cheeks and pout whenever you'd see the fabric laying idle around your shared apartment.

"is this what you wanted, princess?" his breath is hot against your ear, fanning across your skin and raising goosebumps in its wake. he's been leaning over you for what feels like minutes, the burn in your thighs doing little to reassure you just how little time had actually passed. your legs are hitched up on his shoulders, feet hanging unceremoniously over his broad back. moments before, you'd been admiring the way the muscles of his back ripple under the compression shirt he'd chose to wear today but now your vision was black.

black. that's all you could see. was it the same for satoru? you're pulled from your waning thoughts by another deep stroke of his hips, pressing his pelvic bone flush to your sensitive clit. a whimper elicits from you, drawn from deep in your chest and you're left clawing at the plush flesh of your own thighs, satoru's shoulders just out of reach. when you'd first got together with satoru, he'd been unmistakably clumsy in this department, unable to put the sheer length of his cock to use properly but much time has passed and now it seems to be like he's honed his arts, perfected in pleasing you only.

"come on baby, cat got your tongue?" satoru chuckles, that cocky and gloating tone to his voice that you're so familiar with. the burn in your thighs disappears with every roll of his hips but it lingers, reminding you that you're not asleep and this is no dream. you've been locked in this position for as long as you can remember at this point, faint stars and static showing in the darkness behind his blindfold. while you may not be able to enjoy the sight, satoru has the freewill to devour every last detail about the scene before him. the way your thighs tremble, your nails scramble for anything to grab hold of, the glisten of the sweat on your skin and even the way your sweet pussy is beginning to cream on his cock, blending in with the few strands of white hair decorating him.

"mmh- mhm!" you struggle out after a few seconds but no, this was not what you had originally wanted. your taunts and begs were safe for work, for a start but that never lasts long with satoru and you should have recognised that by the devilish look on his face when he came home today, claiming so boldly that you could wear his blindfold. ever since it covered your vision, your senses had been heightened and you'd been left depending on what senses you had left to tell you exactly where satoru was and what he was doing.

"that's my girl," satoru finally grunts, done with the teasing strokes when he loses his patience. he buries his face into the crook of your neck, basking in the heat radiating off your skin. you can't see the grin on his face, his fingertips pressing into your knees as he bends you slightly more, towering his tall, lanky body over yours, "you're doing so good f'me, ain't ya? let's keep it on a little longer, it suits you."

── just something short n' sweet to test the waters of getting back into writing ! i can't let this rot on my mind any longer . .✦

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[manacia]

one for the money, two for the show... looking for something specific about me? here, maybe this'll help ! ...i never was ready, so i watch you go.

◟anastasia, 01 liner, s/they, europe. ◟shoto's snowflake, zayne's angel, beckenbauer's prinzessin & rin's sweetheart. ◟pianist, volleyball setter, equestrian, florist. ◟chase atlantic, sleep token, bad omens, phoebe bridgers, noah kahan. ◟currently: rewatching my hero academia.

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐒. : navigation. 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐚 : writing. 𝐱𝐨𝐱𝐨 : txt posts. 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 : reblogs. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐚 : anastasia core. 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥 : inbox. 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐮𝐞 : queue.

𝐦𝐫 & 𝐦𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 : shoto x ana. 𝐦𝐫 & 𝐦𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 : rin x ana. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳 : alhaitham x ana. 𝐦𝐫 & 𝐦𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 : tooru x ana. 𝐦𝐫 & 𝐦𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐮𝐞𝐫 : michael x ana. 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : zayne x ana.

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