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Reina Iyashi wants a normal, mundane existence until Satoru Gojo takes a special interest in her uncanny ability to bring people back to life (or so Itadori says) and offers her a job as his assistant at Jujutsu High. Tags: 18+, satoru gojo x female oc, boss x assistant, golden retriever x black cat, forced proximity, slow burn, romance, smut, blood and violence, murder, oral, face fucking link to all chapters link to ao3

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Chapter Seventeen

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“That rhymed,” responded Gojo.

“What?” Fushiguro replied in an incredulous tone. “What are you talking about, old man?”

“A dead body in the hotel lobby. It rhymes.” Gojo shrugged, leaning against the frame of the door.

“Have you gone senile?” Fushiguro crinkled his face in disgust, leaning slightly away from him.

“Nevermind, let’s go check it out.” Gojo closed the door, turning quickly in Reina’s direction. She sucked in a breath as his eyes bore into hers, a sense of longing tugging at his irises.

Gojo reached his hand to caress her cheek before pulling her to him. His lips pressed against hers, he slid his fingers to the nape of her neck. Leaning her backwards slightly, he deepened the kiss before slowly disconnecting their lips.

“Alright, time to get to work, Iyashi.” Gojo slid his hand along her shoulder comfortingly before heading towards the door, “Well, a different kind of work at least.”

Reina’s heart pounded, her eyes fluttered open as she heard his voice slowly fade into the other room. She swayed slightly before a small smile lit up her face.

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Kugisaki stood in the hotel lobby, a hand on her hip as she stared at a closet door. Itadori sat on a loveseat against the wall, arms crossed. Fushiguro leaned against the wall next to the door. All three looked in Reina and Gojo’s direction as they strode past the desk in their direction.

Kugisaki tossed a knowing look over her shoulder at the lingering pink on Reina’s neck and cheeks. She smirked, shaking her head.

“Where’s the dead body?” Reina inquired, her eyes scanning the area.

“There,” Itadori jutted his thumb at the closet.

Reina walked forward, turning the knob - pulling the door quickly open. A crumpled body fell from the space, landing with a hard thunk. A hand slid along her shoe, she angled her foot out of the way before cocking her head to the side to assess her features.

She was wearing a red satin dress, her blond hair falling around her face as her lifeless eyes looked towards the hotel desk. She was missing one heel, Reina kneeled down as her eyes grazed her body. There were no apparent signs of injury.

“I don’t see any blood,” remarked Gojo who mimicked her stance on the opposite side of the body.

“Which makes me wary,” Reina said cautiously. A sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“You don’t think…” Itadori trailed off as he stood behind her, peering down.

“...that it was a curse user?” finished Fushiguro as he stepped next to Gojo, his eyes connecting with Kugisaki who shook her head - averting her eyes from the body.

Reina straightened, her lips pursed as she thought over her response.

“Unfortunately, that seems to be the case,” Gojo replied before she was able - he reached his hand out and gently closed her eyes. He picked her up and laid her down on the ground on her back, ensuring her dress was covering her body. Reina noted a housekeeper's cart in the corner. She took a sheet from the caddy and laid it over the body.

“I don’t understand why they would put her body in the closet. Did they think they would come back later and dispose of her? Or were they in that much of a hurry?” Reina mused, her arms crossing.

“How did you guys find her?” asked Gojo as he took a seat in one of the hotel lobby chairs.

“No one was answering the front desk and we needed an extra pillow.” Kugisaki responded, “ I came down to look for one myself.”

“Most hotels have an attendant at the front desk all night,” noted Itadori as he walked over, he grabbed the marble - using it as leverage to lean over and peer down. “Well, there’s definitely no one here but there are traces of blood.”

“Things just got interesting,” Reina walked around the desk, looking around for any signs of a fight.

“So much for a class field trip,” muttered Kugisaki bitterly as she followed the group.

She crouched down, assessing the droplets as they trailed to the door in the back. Reina slowly inched to the office that stretched behind the desk, the darkness in the room reaching towards her. She flipped the switch, illuminating the space.

The droplets of red halted at the other side of the desk within the office, Reina stepped in its direction. Itadori slid in next to her, walking to the other side. There was a pool of blood underneath the chair but no other signs of life.

“Dead end,” Reina shouted to the others.

The group gathered in the lobby, attempting to brainstorm.

“Well, it makes the most sense to search the hotel,” said Fushiguro. “If the killer is here then we will probably see another trail of blood or worst case scenario we find him attempting another murder.”

“You’re so smart, Megumi,” Gojo admired him, wrapping his arm around his neck.

“What makes you so sure it’s a boy? Girls can be murderers, too,” Kugisaki leaned forward, wagging her finger in his face.

“Let’s split up then!” Itadori gestured to the three as a group before pointing his fingers at Gojo and Reina. “We will take the first ten floors, you two take the last ten.”

“Yes, captain!” shouted Gojo, saluting him quickly before heading to the staircase.

Reina hurried after him, “We’re taking the stairs?”

“If you were a murderer, bleeding and attempting to escape from the scene of the crime, would you be taking the elevator?” he posed the question as he slipped a hand into his pocket, pressing his body into the door - holding it open for Reina to slide through.

She rolled her eyes before pushing past him, taking the stairs two at a time.

“No obvious signs of blood from what I can tell, though I assume they patched themselves up in the office. I would hope they would be smart enough not to leave a trail directly to them,” Reina admired the view - the staircase outlined by windows.

The moonlight streamed through, illuminating Reina’s body as she hurried along the stairs. Gojo conveniently lagged behind, careful to leave room between his steps and hers.

Finally ascending to level ten, Reina ripped the door open - holding it long enough for Gojo to slide next to her. The hall appeared still, silence stretching through the space. The two walked through, assessing the area intently before heading back into the staircase.

They repeated this sequence five more times before Reina groaned, “I was hoping for a bit more action than this.”

Gojo leaned in close to her, “You didn’t get enough earlier?”

Warmth spread along the back of her neck as Reina scowled, hurrying her steps to the next level.

Gojo reached the door before her - he whispered as she slid past him, “Neither did I.”

The corridor appeared in the same condition as the six before, the two strode down the carpet. A man and woman stumbled from the elevator, Reina shot backwards straight into Gojo who steadied her by placing both hands on her hips.

The intimate sounds of their interaction echoed through the space, Reina froze - nervous to make a noise and draw attention. She couldn’t tell if it was worse that neither of them had moved, appearing to be listening to their over familiarity.

She quickly turned, attempting to flee the scene. The man and woman staggered into the hallway - Gojo pressed Reina into the wall, her back against the cool surface. Their presence hidden behind the architecture of the wall, a corner hidden in dim light.

The moans slipping from the woman’s mouth caused Reina to hold her breath, remembering how an hour ago Gojo had stood at the edge of the bed eliciting similar noises from her lips.

Her heart raced as he leaned in - pressing his lips to her ear, “You’re turned on, aren’t you, Iyashi?”

Licking her lips, she admired Gojo as the yellow light from the lamp illuminated his hair. The moans had softly faded, the clink of a belt and rustle of fabric echoing in their wake. There was a moment where she thought about how often he had brought her pleasure and yet, he had never asked for any in return.

Reina swallowed hard, Gojo’s eyes stared down at her lips as she laid her hand on his chest. She gripped the fabric, spinning the two of them to press his back to the wall with a soft thud.

Reina pressed her lips to his, Gojo’s eyes widened at the assertiveness. His hands ran along her hips, sliding to the small of her back.

She loosened her grip on his shirt, slowly gliding her fingers over his abs before dragging along the inner seam of his sweatpants. Reina could feel Gojo suck a breath in at the movement.

“Iyashi,” he groaned against her lips.

This only served as encouragement for Reina as she slid her hand over the top of the fabric, teasing the growing hardness.

Reina maintained eye contact with Gojo as she slowly descended, his breathing becoming erratic at the sight.

She kissed the edge of the sweatpants as she settled onto her knees, Gojo shivered at the action - one hand sliding through her hair.

Slowly moving the fabric down, his hardness became steadily more apparent until she was staring at it completely unveiled. Reina squeezed her thighs together at the thought of having that length inside of her.

She slowly licked up the side, Gojo groaned - gathering her hair in his hand to keep it from falling in her face. Sliding the tip onto her tongue, she swirled it around before sucking it into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, tightening his grip.

Reina began to bob her head, taking the full length and holding before sliding it back out.

“Jesus, Iyashi,” Gojo groaned, his head leaning back.

Reina continued the movements, teasing him by slowing down to an agonizing pace. Gojo yanked on her hair, forcing her face to angle up towards him. She stared at him as his free hand grabbed her chin.

“You like my cock in your mouth?” Gojo’s eyes were bright, admiring the sheen on her lips. Reina nodded, desire lacing her irises. “If you keep slowing down like that, I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth.”

Gojo caressed her chin before letting go, Reina slid him back onto her tongue swirling it around. She increased her pace before inevitably slowing down.

Tightening his hold on her hair, Gojo pressed himself into her mouth fully - eliciting a slight gag from Reina as she held onto the back of his thighs.

His free hand stroked her cheek as he relentlessly occupied her mouth.

“Take one of those hands and fuck yourself, Iyashi,” demanded Gojo as he slid in between her lips.

Reina glided a hand in between her thighs, slipping a finger into her overwhelming wetness before rubbing in frenzied circles. She could feel herself on the edge of orgasm before she had even touched herself.

Gojo’s motions became erratic - his moans filling the corner, “Fuck, Iyashi, you look so beautiful with my cock in between your lips.”

Reina writhed at his words, quickly falling over the edge - her moans vibrating her mouth. Gojo shuddered, his bucking frantic as he spilled onto her tongue. His tight grip still pressing her against him, he slowly pulled her off. Gojo brushed Reina’s hair out of her face as he straightened her.

Her heavy breathing matched his as he stared into her eyes, he pressed his lips against hers as she swallowed. His hands ran through her hair as he leaned her head backwards, his tongue sliding into her mouth.

Gojo slowly pulled away, searching her eyes with a smile. Reina’s warm cheeks and bashful grin brought a low chuckle from him.

“We should go searching for a murderer more often,” he teased, smoothing out his clothes and hers before peeking around the corner. In their excitement they had forgotten about the couple who appeared to be nowhere in sight.

They slowly wandered down the hall, faltering slightly as blood slowly trailed to the stairway door.

Reina locked eyes with Gojo before he lightly stepped over it, pressing the door open. A woman lay in the corridor, her cold eyes staring out the window.

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