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[torusbitch]

“I can’t wait to get you all alone, once I’m in there ain’t no letting go, watch me turn your mind into my own.” Mind games.

content: just Gojo Satoru fucking you, Nsfw.

“No, this one wasn’t good enough.” He tuts, tone dissatisfied. “S-Satoru, fuck. You’re so cruel.” He grins, pulling you tighter against him, this was your third orgasm, you were so spent. You had half the mind to pass out right there, but the harsh, rhythmic thrusts of his hips into your core had you in a heavenly daze.

You whine, tears falling down your face. “Baby you look s’pretty, cryin’ for this dick.” He laughs, face flushed and eyes wide with lust. You shake your head, you were already sensitive enough. The nasty sex sounds echoed in the room, you were too tired to moan as you’d usually do, lips parted in an ‘o’ shape, trying to catch your breath. He hissed sharply, nuzzling his head in your neck and mindlessly biting at your skin. “Mm, fuck. Milk my fuckin’ cock just like that.” He gave a wanton moan, lips parted as he let out pleasure-full grunts.

Satoru being Saturo— who never once shuts up, even during sex— made fun of how out-of-it you were. “Look at you baby, s’like I fucked you into another universe.” He laughs smugly, whining when he started nearing another orgasm.

“Baby.” Satoru grunted in your ear, cock thrusting into the deepest parts of you, strong arms wrapped around your frame. He looks down with fluttering eyes, lips wet from saliva, he leans down and kisses you sinfully, his near pornographic moans swallowed by your mouth.

His tongue forces itself down your throat, he was wholly devouring your mouth. He pulls away with a satisfied grunt, grinning when he saw the string of saliva that connected both your lips. You lay there almost limply, fingers curling into the thick muscles of his biceps, lips parted in a seemingly never ending silent scream. You squeeze your eyes shut, only to open them again when he snaps his hips harshly.

“Don’t.” He warns, “look at me when I’m fucking you.” He grunts, ruthlessly thrusting in and out of you, the wetness of both your orgasms combined making it much easier for him to enter you. “Look at me when I’m making you feel good.” Cerulean eyes twinkle at you, you blink dumbly, breath coming out in soft moans. “And don’t you dare look away.” He hisses, moaning when your walls clenched around him tightly.

“Fuck baby.” He whines, “pussy so good f’me.” He licks his lips, eyes almost rolling to the back of his head. “Squeezin’ me like a fuckin slut.” His nasty words make you moan pathetically, feeling the rush of your fourth orgasm overcome you. “G-god. You’re so tight, s-squeezing me so tight.” He moans loudly, his noises making yours seem silent.

He whimpers, shamelessly vocalizing how good you were making him feel. “Ngh- baby, all mine yeah?” He asks, making you mindlessly nod. He clicks his tongue, fucking you deeper and harsher. “Fucking say it, say it.” He urges, “mine, you’re mine, this puss- oh god.. this pussy’s mine.”

“Yours, all yours ‘Toru-fuck, I’m gonna come.” You moan mindlessly, arching your back. Satoru grins, kissing your neck, “yeah baby? Gonna cum just f’me? Gonna cum cause this cock’s making you feel good, hm? You look so pretty, all fucked out.. ggh.” His words were going from one ear to your other, you could barely focus on what he was saying.

“Mm, fuck.. me too angel. G-god..” he licked his lips, moaning shamelessly into your ear, making sure you heard how good he was feeling. “Fuck, this pussy’s making me all loud, it’s all you babe.” He grunts, face pink. “Pussy’s a fucking trophy.” He moans loudly, thrusts becoming sloppy.

“Baby, cum with me, yeah? Cum on this- cum on your cock.” He kisses you, moaning into your lips. You feel your orgasm taking over, back arching and fingers tightly gripping his bulky biceps. You moan into his mouth, he filled you up so good, so deep.

“Come on me baby.” Your body listens to him, reaching your fourth orgasm of the night, he comes too. Seed filling up your pussy so good till it dripped onto the sheets, “mm, filling you up so good, hm?” You nod, too tired to open your eyes. He moans, hips stuttering, fucking you through your orgasm.

His body falls on top of yours, suffocating you in the best way possible. “I love you s’much baby.” He murmurs, kissing the corners of your lips. A weak smile stretches your lips, “Mm, love you more baby.” He smiles at your words, nuzzling into you for a moment. “C’mon now, let’s clean you up.”

🐳Lol y’all, I need this man so bad.

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“if you just let me invade your space, I’ll take the pleasure, take it with pain.” Love me harder.

content: perv! gojo satoru, jacks off in your bed while you’re sleeping, he forgot how loud he was. Nsfw content. minors do not interact.

“Ggh.” A libidinous moan escaped his parted lips, he immediately bought his other hand to clamp over his overly loud mouth. Lying down on your bed on his side, he tried his best to be subtle, but Satoru was never the one for discretion.

The sinful way that his hips thrusted into his own hand, censurable wet sounds reverberating through the still silence, mellow moans escaping past his lips. He was down right culpable.

It wasn’t his fault that you looked so pretty, night dress riding up your thick thighs, boobs almost spilling out of the skimpy clothing you wore. He was your best friend, he had no doubt you thought of him like a brother. Yet he couldn’t help his own fraudulent behavior. Even while asleep, you had no quaint in bewitching the man you trusted with your whole life.

“O-oh..mm, god.” The filthy sounds were coming right from the back of his throat, alluringly guttural as the man experienced gratification so intense that he could say it was sent from the heavens. His lips formed a silent gasp, hips rutting relentlessly into his fist.

With each delicate stroke of his hand, he felt himself growing lightheaded. He bit his lips, trying to keep quite as sonorous whimpers pathetically escaped him. He tried to imagine how your soft hands would feel, how you’d look up at him with those beautiful big eyes. He hissed into his palm, feeling his stomach churn with pleasure.

“S-Satoru?”

Fuck. He was so close, so damn close. He paused his fist, writhing and pretending to grunt sleepily. Holding back his heavy breaths. “Is everything alright?” Your sleepy tone sounded like a melody, you rubbed your eyes, sitting up.

“Mm, yeah baby, everything’s just fine.” He rushed, biting his lips as he felt his dick twitch in his hand, demanding attention. He grunted painfully at the sound of your voice, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Nightmare?” Your sweet concerned voice made him shudder in guilt, he nodded mindlessly. “Uh- yeah.”

He felt the bed shift, your arms wrapped around his body from behind, burying your face in his back. He felt his back arch, he almost came right there, hand motionlessly wrapped around his aching cock, lips parted in a silent sigh, eyes heavy-lidded. “Shh, it’s okay.” You assured him, not knowing that the whimpers he let out were from him chasing his orgasm, not a result of suffering from a nightmare.

He held back whimpers, he was so close. So fucking close. One more move from his wrists and he’d be spilling all over his own hand. But right now, with your arms wrapped around him, head nuzzled into his neck. He wasn’t sure if he could do it.

Satoru found himself thinking of the sweet smile that you’d occasionally throw his ways, how you’d hug and comfort him, how the pretty sundresses you wore always had him spiraling. For a split second, he imagined his face buried between your thighs, tasting you, how pretty you’d like with your face all scrunched up.

“Mm, fuck.”

He didn’t know how, but suddenly, his back was arching, whiny moans leaving his mouth. He didn’t even need to move his fist, slickly liquid engulfed his hands, he felt himself almost slipping out of consciousness, he bit his lips, feeling more cum coat his hands. “Ughhh.. fuck baby.” He whined, licking his lips.

Satoru came just by thinking of you.

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“Now I’m fucked up, and I’m missing ya. He’ll never be like you. I’m only human cant you see?” Never Be Like You.

content: needy! gojo satoru, drunk and horny out of his mind he stumbles into your apartment, begging you to suck him off. Nsfw content, minors do not interact. pt.1

Late in the night, when the city had finally quieted down, you were staying up—like the night owl you are. You were lying down on your couch, wearing a flimsy bra and sleeping shorts. In your right hand there was an expensive wine bottle that you sipped on every now and then, letting the cool liquid caress your throat and dissolve your stressful worries. The book in your left hand was interesting, you set down the wine bottle to flip to the next page.

Hearing a soft click, you paused. There was only one person who had a key to your apartment; your best friend Gojo Satoru. You lifted your head up from your book, tucking your hair behind your shoulders. You couldn’t help but feel confused, it was almost 3am, did something go wrong? Why would he visit at a time like this?

The door was then slammed loudly, making you sit up fully now, the strap of your bra falling down your shoulder. You stood, goosebumps littering your skin when your blanket fell off your body. “Y/n~” the loud but slurred voice of your friend made you cringe at the volume.

Soon enough, the figure of him was walking through the living room’s entrance, you eyed him carefully, wondering if he came just to mess with you. He was wearing a fine silk shirt, the first few buttons discarded, with straight thick pants. Starkly white hair tousled beautifully, Arctic eyes hidden behind expensive shades. You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “Again?” You ask, worried as he stumbles and almost trips. This wasn’t the first time he came to you almost black-out drunk.

His lips stretch into a pretty smile, stumbled onto you. Draping his arms around your body and nuzzling into you for comfort. “Baby.” He whined, letting his body engulf yours, “Baby I missed you so bad.” He croaks out, almost crying, a pretty pout on his plump lips. You freeze, hugging him back hesitantly. “Work party?” You ask, patting his hair comfortingly as he refuses to let you go.

“Mhm, yeah.” He hums, his chin atop of your head. “Was supposed to be a work part- party..yeah. But you- it’s all your fault.” He grumbles, pulling you against him even tighter. You scoff against his chest, “What did I do this time?” Being friends with Satoru, who was naturally dramatic and childish, meant that he always blamed you for his behavior and actions without even one dot of guilt.

“Couldn’t stop thinking of ya..” he slurred, pulling back to look at your face. Your eyes widen subtly, “Me? Why, what’d I do?” You ask, looking up at his ridiculously tall figure. He smiles smugly, poking your nose, “Cause you’re so pretty.” He complains, squeezing your face between his big palms. “So fuckin’ beautiful, couldn’t stop thinking of this pretty face.” He grumbles, squishing your face together.

Your face easily heats up at his words, you roll your eyes, moving out of his hold. His eyes widen when he takes in your attire. “Baby, what are you wearing?” He whines, covering the lower part of his face. He moves towards you, and in sync you step back, until your lower back hits the kitchen counter.”You wanna fuckin’ kill me?” He asked incredulously, tugging the flimsy strap of your bra that had slipped down your shoulder.

Out of all the times Satoru came to you drunk, he was never like this. Flushed and irritated, eyes wide and pants tight— you noticed right when he came in, it wasn’t something he could really hide.

He buried his face into the curve where your shoulder and neck met, running his nose against your soft skin and sniffing your scent not-so-subtly. His big hands settle on your sides, cornering you against the counter, he lets out a filthy whine against your skin. Breathing coming out in loud puffs. “Fuck, y/n.”

“Satoru— what are you-” you were only wearing your bra and short, his invasive hands had access to too much. His hands caressed your waist, your stomach, your clothed hips. Little noises left his lips, he was gaining pleasure from a fantasy that his mind indulged him in, refusing to open his eyes. “I need it- need you. God.. baby, please.” His voice came out needy, breathless, he then opened his eyes to look at you. Your face flushed harshly, even your ears too. Your eyes were wide, words stuck in the back of your throat, how were you even supposed to respond to this? He was pouting, looking at you with heavy-lidded eyes, making your stomach churn violently, and thighs clench helplessly.

His lips hovered over your ear, uttering filthy vulgar words that only his mind would be capable of coming up with. “Need you on your knees f’me, please?” He asked sweetly, letting his mouth leave a soft kiss right below your ear. “Need your pretty mouth.” He drawled, breath stuttering. “Or it can be viceversa- I’d be on my knees, hm?” He pondered, convinced that you were agreeing to whatever he was saying.

When he saw the shocked look on your face he chuckled, a raspy noise that sent heat straight to your core. “C’mon, you’re a smart one, no?” He teased, grinning bashfully. “Y’should have known that I wan-need you, I always need you. Always thinking of you.” He confesses, bringing his index finger and rubbing your lower lip, “and this pretty mouth too.” He breathes out. “Sator-” he cuts you off, pressing a kiss to your jaw, then your neck, endlessly harassing you with his soft lips.

You didn’t stop him, you couldn’t. “Satoru, you’re drunk- stop.” You shake him off, earning a long whine. “But- no I’m not, I’m sober.” His words slurred still, he pointed to his face, yet his breath reeked of alcohol. “Please.” He begs, eyes tearing up. He looks down to his hard-on, then back at you. “But I need you baby.” He shakes his head, holding onto your face as if it’d make you understand.

“I need you, can’t you see?” He looks down at his tight pants, as if showing you. “This is what you do to me.” He breathes out, tone sultry and lips curled into a lustful cheshire smirk. “Look.” He urges you, involuntarily your eyes trail down past his hips, your breath hitching at the sight of his hard cock, almost bulging out of his pants. “Need you so bad.” He moans, kissing onto your neck once more, sucking the skin harshly. You gasp, your back involuntarily arching, yet you still had the decency to push him away. You shake your head, pushing him away. His eyes were trained onto your chest, your boobs were almost spilling out of your bra, he let out another moan, looking down at you with wide eyes.

“Y/n..” he whines, you shake your head. “No- baby listen. I need you, right now, I swear I need you.” He cries out, eyes tearing up. Your mouth drops open in shock, was he seriously going to cry?“Baby please, I need you so bad, so ba- need you so bad.” His words slurred, a few tears falling down his face. “And fuck.. it hurts baby, my fuckin’ cock hurts like a bitch, need you to soothe it for me baby. My hand isn’t enough, need you..please..please.” He rambles, taking a hand and palming his aching cock in an attempt to ease the pressure.

“Your tongue is enough, you don’t even need to do much. I’m already close.” He pleads, looking at your eyes intently. “Satoru. No, you’re drunk and out of your mind. I’m getting you water.” You make a move to leave but he stops you, holding onto your waist. “Baby, it’s fine you don’t even need to use your mouth- forget about that.” He was seriously crying, “Just- just go jerk off.” You suggest hesitantly, still shocked about all of this.

“No.” He shakes his head, “I tried baby.” His lips quiver. “Cant even come anymore, baby I just need you—your hands, anything. Please.” His voice cracks pathetically, he buries his wet face into your neck, tears streaming down his face and onto your skin.

“Shh, shh, don’t cry ‘Toru. Please don’t cry.” You urge, rambling hesitantly as you rub his back. Even while hugging him like this, his cock was hard-pressing against your abdomen, he held you tighter to him, his expensive cologne wafting in your nostrils. He whimpers, more tears staining your skin. “But..” he croaks out, “It hurts.” His tone was sincere, you knew him well enough to tell that he was not lying.

“Well, I can’t do nothing to help you.” You shrug a bit, melting into his embrace. He freezes up, “Why?” He whines, you just knew he was pouting. “Why baby? You don’t like me? Is there some-” you cut off his rambles, he was thinking out loud, voicing his fears. “No, uh-no it’s not that. Satoru, you’re so drunk right now.” You sternly say, he scoffs, pulling his face away from your neck but not letting you go.

“Fucks sake, I’m sober enough.” He shakes his head, frowning sadly. “I’m sober, this is nothing I can regret. Please?” You swallow hard, not really knowing what to say. “I…” he frowns even more, wide eyes looking down at you pleadingly. A wanton sigh escapes his lips, he wasn’t done with his begging just yet.

“Okay..” he breathes out, mind running. “If I drink enough water to sober up, then you’ll help me right?” He asks, a hopeful smile now gracing his lips. You freeze, and from the way you stay silent, Satoru runs into the kitchen. Raiding through the fridge to find some water, just what have you gotten yourself into?

You see him filling one of your cups with water to the brim and gulping it down, he fills another, then another. He wipes his chin and turns to you, a big grin on his lips. “That’s not what I said.” You shake your head, referring to his earlier question. “Yeah? It’s what you implied though, right?” There were still streaks of tears on his flushed cheeks. “Y/n, please?” He pouts, the water already working to sober him up.

You frown at him, “I’m going to bed, you know where the spare clothes are at.” You rush out of the kitchen, avoiding this whole situation. Satoru stood dumbfounded in the kitchen, watching as you walked into your room, gently closing the door after yourself.

His lips tug into another pout, begrudgingly he walks into the guest room, where he usually stays over. He lets out a sigh, walking into the bathroom and changing into one of his shirts and some pajama pants. No matter what he did, he couldn’t stop thinking of you. Even as he sobered up, washed his face, tried his best to stop thinking of you. Nothing worked. He was betrayed by his own mind, his own body.

He groans into his hands, he wasn’t lying when he said his cock hurts. The hard-on was so intense, and it stayed so- somehow consistently as intense, it hurt. He needs you so bad, and it hurts. Without giving himself time to think about it he finds himself walking into your room. He gently opened the door, hoping you won’t be asleep. He found himself biting his lips to stop a grin from warming when he watched you scrolling through your phone.

He plopped onto the bed with much force, making the bed creak, making you let out a surprised shriek. “Fuck- you idiot, you’ll break my fucking bed!” You hiss, face contorting into a scowl. Satoru grins, inviting himself to lay down on your chest, face buried into your skin. You freeze at the action, you put on a tank top, but the neckline was loose, and Satoru was now subtly rubbing his face below your collarbone.

“I’m sobered up now.” He speaks up, running his hands over your side soothingly. “It still hurts.” He complains, letting out a groan for extra dramatic effect. When you don’t answer, he looks up to your face, he smiles smugly at your dumbfounded expression and sits up, crawling over you with a toothy grin. “You said you’ll help.”

“No I didn’t.” You shut him up, he pouts, before smiling not even a millisecond after. “Just rub me off baby, I tried, but I can’t.” He complained, taking your hand in his, thinking of your hand against his throbbing dick, he almost came at the thought. He wasn’t lying when he said he tried, he did. He took a shower and tried to jack off, he just couldn’t come.

“Please. We can forget about this tomorrow morning, and nothing will strain our friendship y’know? Actually this will make us closer.” He blabs on and on, tilting his head and looking at you with his bright coral eyes, he tossed his sunglasses somewhere he didn’t bother to remember. “Cause friends help one another right? And if you have some trouble.” He paused, letting his eyes run over your body. “I can help too.” He grins, words cruelly convincing. “And we’ve been friends for over ten years! We always help each other out.” Satoru didn’t shut up.

Even five minutes later, yes you were counting, his mouth blabbed on and on, mumbling utter and complete nonsense.

Extremely frustrated, you eye him with distaste. His annoying voice drilling onto your mind, you couldn’t even form coherent thoughts with his whiny tone. “..and, you’re always sweet to me. You always would give m-” he didn’t shut up, the idiot was making you fucking pissed. You snap.

“Fine!” You were over this whole situation, “Pathetic, crying on for five minutes about some handjob.” You groan, glaring at him. That seemed to shut him up just fine. He looks at you, lips parted, eyes blown wide, and face flushed.

“I’ll help you.”

🐳 m’kay so, I don’t like this very much, it’s very rushed and bland. And I’m too tired, so I’ll post part 2 in a bit. Since I’m new to tumblr, if you wanna be mooties or wanna be tagged in my work please comment and say so, cause I don’t wanna add random ppl😭 I’d be honored to tag anyone really, just comment and say so and I’ll tag you in the next part without a doubt! I hope this was decent enough, byeeee.

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[torusbitch]

Hi so here's my request!

Gojo satoru × reader

They are both shy and just started dating and thinks the other is innocent. Twist they are just virgins by body but where by mind). Just suggestive. I love how you write out the scenario honestly. And some flirting😙 I'm so vague here I hope u can make something out of this 😆

Hello nonnie!!! okay so what I get is that this is some cute pretty innocent relationship, they’re both virgins but mentally..not. Sweet Satoru and a shy reader! Some suggestive content then fluff, I’m not sure if you want downright smut, so I’ll just write something light, I hope I carried out your prompt well enough!!

“I’d think you’d fall in love with anyone who fell in love with you and they frequently do, so take comfort.” Hate Yourself.

content: shy reader x bf! Satoru, going to sleep with your boyfriend’s back takes an unexpected but welcomed turn;) Fluff and Nsfw content.

Wide twinkling eyed stared into yours, you felt your face heat up slowly. You were never a relationship person, you were too socially isolated, too shy, too awkward, too weird.. you just never thought you’d find yourself a partner. Well that was until you met Satoru.

The man stormed into your life, jumbling and getting rid of all of the normalcy. He strutted into your life with confidence, pulling you out of your cocoon encouragingly. When you were too drained to go out, or to speak, he’d just come over and open your favorite series. When you felt too gloomy, he’d take you out on late night drives. When you felt trapped, he’d drive away in his SUV with no destination in mind.

In other words, he turned your life upside down.

“Baby.” Ah, and all the endearing pet names he’d call you, he was a man sent from the heavens. Giving him a soft hum, you turn to your boyfriend, looking up from your laptop. “Yeah?” You ask, trying to hide the fact that you were thinking about him. Pink lips were tugged into a pout, he looked at you with puppy eyes, “C’mon, let’s go to sleep.” He suggested, giving you a big smile.

It was late in the night, and you were just finishing up with all your work. You gave him a slight nod, shutting up your laptop but not before saving all the progress you’ve made. After casting aside your stuff, you join him on the bed. Lying down to face him, you crawl under the comforter, peeking out your face so that you can look at him. He was so beautiful.

You shy away from his gaze, still new to all the intimacy and genuine affection. “C’mere.” He ushers, making you smile a little, hesitantly moving closer to him. He lets out a huff, pulling you smoothly so that your faces were only centimeters apart. Your eyes widen, cheeks flushing, you debate looking away. As if he read your mind, he held onto your chin softly, making you continue looking at him.

“So shy.” He laughs, feeling bemused as he watches your whole face flush. But he didn’t know what you were thinking, the sinful scenarios that’d play in your mind, how you’d picture yourself trapped under him, you weren’t innocent, but he didn’t know that. He didn’t know how often you’d rub your thighs together whenever you look at him, or how you’d feel so hot and bothered when hearing his morning voice.

It was all too much, yet you didn’t want to initiate it. You were a virgin, but still, you felt the need for him urge through you in crashing waves. “What are you thinking of?” He asks, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You nuzzle into the action, biting your lips, feeling guilty for all your thoughts. “Nothing.”

Satoru raises an eyebrow, “Hm? Then why are you so pink?” He grins, looking down at your lips. “Tell me what your pretty self is thinking of.” His voice was taunting, the words almost left your lips, your cock. Your eyes widen at the vulgarity of them, looking away in a panic, you didn’t want him to figure you out.

He watches you curiously, a small smirk on his lips as if he already knew what your mind was thinking of. Yet he pouts some more, “It can’t be that bad.” He assured you, you swallow, it was that bad. “Nothing..really.” You give him a weak smile.

“Nothing, really?” He parrots back, tucking your hair behind your ear, then letting his thumb brush against your bottom lips. His bright eyes narrow subtly, a smug expression on his face. “Then why are you breathing so heavily?” In a split second, he sat up, crawling over you and successfully pinning you against the bed. Letting most of his body weight lean on you, suffocating you deliciously.

“What’s my sweet girl thinking of that has her so bothered, hm?” he asks gently, looking at you with concerned eyes. You swallow, looking up at him in a haze. “Fuck, you’re hot.” The words leave your lips in a rush, quicker than your brain could ever process. Your eyes widen in mortification, you didn’t just say that, did you? Fucks sake.

Satoru grins, his eyes twinkling in amusement. “Oho.” He whistles slightly, looking at you with half-lidded eyes. He laughs, caressing your face. “Oh, yeah? That’s what has you so flustered? Hm, baby.” His tone was almost mocking as he gazed down on you, a lustrous smile on his pink lips.

He couldn’t hold back his erogenous thoughts, biting his lips slightly. He looked down at you with heavy eyes, you were too confounded to form a reply, trying to catch onto your sprinting breath. It was something about they way he looked at you so voluptuously, his face screwed into an unreadable expression.

You were both virgins, that much was clear. But you were both corrupted; sweltering thoughts and perverted fantasies.

His lips found yours easily, something so heavenly sinful about the way he moved his mouth against yours. Gripping your jaw and forcefully tilting your head, you let him take the lead, trying to reciprocate his actions as much as you could.

Tongue intertwined with yours, fingers gripping into his lean biceps. Satoru lets out a pleased hum, finally satisfying his growing gluttony. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. The salacious sounds of both your mouths covetously converging were downright aberrant, sinful, deviant..you couldn’t even form words on how you were currently feeling.

Large hands gripped the sides of your hips, spreading your legs and wrapping them around his waist spontaneously. You let out a ravening gasp, pulling away to catch some breath. Satoru’s tongue flicked out, scooping up the threads of mixed saliva from both your mouths avariciously.

“Sato— fuck..” you feel your whole body heat up at his actions, rubbing your thighs together, completely forgetting that they were wrapped around his hips, so you unintentionally manage to grind yourself against him. Satoru was surprised, he didn’t hold back a reaction, your hips bucked against his hard cock. He let out a voracious whine, dazed from the abrupt push against his core.

“Oh g-god, my sweet girl.” He hissed though his teeth, lips falling into a silent moan. You yourself let out a noise of your own, you watched him completely lose his composure. “You’re killing me.” He gaped, eyes fluttered shut. He didn’t hold back, letting his mouth devour yours with insatiable hunger.

You don’t remember how it happened, but suddenly, your neck was being bombarded by toothy kisses, the skin breaking softly before being salivated by his tongue. Sweet, feverish moans unwillingly echoing from your lips. “Oh- oh… Sato- mmm, ‘Toru..”

“Fuck..fuck.” You cursed, writhing when his hips rhythmically rolling against yours. You could feel his bulge so clearly, and god, just like you imagined, he was huge. You let out a loud mewl, fingers tugging on his hair harshly, making him grumble against your neck.

Softly, you push him away, sitting up. You take off your top, revealing your plain bra. Satoru’s eyes widened, face thoroughly flushing, overwhelmed by the sight in his face. You find yourself flushing too, you smile slightly.

“Baby..” he breathed out, biting his lips, you let your fingers fiddle with the edges of his shirt, silently asking for permission. He gives a nod, blinking rapidly. You grin, taking off his shirt.

Fuck.

The man was built, every bit of his body sculpted to perfection. You feel your eyes flutter, letting out a curse. You straddle him, switching position so that he was trapped underneath you now. He let out a sweet sound at the switch of charge. He finds himself grinning, letting his large hands hold the sides of your hips, rubbing them gently.

You kiss him assertively, cupping his jaw. You could feel him grinning against your lips, not wasting time and shoving his tongue deep in your mouth. Hesitantly, you let your nails take over his chest, softly trailing till they reach his abdomen, prompting an obvious shudder from him.

You experimentally roll your hips against his, his hard on was still evident. Finding a constant rhythm, you grind your hips against his, inducing lewd noises from both parties, muffled by the sensual kiss you were sharing. The sloshy sounds of kissing could be heard, you feel your legs shudder when you move against him, savoring the succulent action. You could feel your wetness dampen your underwear, if you keep on going at this rate, you’ll soon have a wet patch over the crotch of your pants.

Pulling away to catch your breath, you rest your forehead against Satoru’s, eyes shut in blissful pleasure. He looks up at you, eager for more action, using his big hands that were settled on your hips. He moves your lower body, making you partake in a much quicker pace. You let out shuttered moans, eyes screwed tight, making him click his tongue. “If you don’t look at me, I’ll stop.” The warning was enough to have you snapping your eyes open, looking at him with your bottom lip rolled between your teeth.

“Look at you baby.” He breathes out, tucking your hair behind your ear, “can’t even move your hips for me?” He asks, tilting his head, “How will you even take my cock then, hm?” His words had you spluttering, chocking on your own saliva. A chesire grin encases his lips at your reaction, moving you faster against him. The feeling was so avaricious. You felt contentment and delight bubbling up your gut, back arching as you try to reciprocate the occasional thrusts of his hips.

“Yeah.. just like that baby.” He cooed, biting his lips. He lets out a breathy moan, guttural grunts fleeting past from his lips, accompanied with the frequent needy whines and breathless whimpers, he was almost louder than you. “Look at you.” He repeats, “bouncing on my hard-on.” He lets out a throaty grouse, a small trail of drool on the corner of his lips.

You never felt like this before, he was making you thrust against him in an incoherent speed, your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head. “Oh god… Toru.” You whine, tugging on his hair, enticing a loud moan from him. “Satoru.” He corrects you, making you look at him. “S’not even a mouthful baby, you can say it.” You nod mindlessly, “mm, S-Satoru.” You breathe out, chasing your high, hips clumsily moving against his.

“Oh, baby. You’re gonna make me cum in my pants like a school boy.” He cries out, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Gnawing on your cheek, you feel your thighs quivering, Satoru’s hands moved you against him even faster, “mm, fuck.” You hiss, “I-I’m close.” You whine, making him grin.

“Yeah? Yeah, baby?” He asks sweetly, making you nod as you let out subsequent gasps, “gonna cum f’me? Gonna spoil your panties?” His vulgarity wasn’t a shock to you, of course he’d talk like this. “Cause I’m making ya feel good, gonna make a mess for me? For this dick? Fuck, I didn’t even take off my pants yet.” You whine, biting on your lips, each word was a delicious punch to the gut, making you reach your orgasm faster.

“I’m.. fuck. Gonna come ‘Toru- Satoru.” You cry out, digging your nails into his burly biceps. “Yeah, yeah baby. Make a mess.. ‘m close too.” He hissed through his teeth, biting his lips. “C’mon baby, come for me.” His words sent you over the top, a vehement paradise.

He grins profanely, making you look at him as you reached your peak. He let out consecutive bursts of noise, sounding straight out of a pornography film. You feel his cock twitch underneath you, just like you predicted, where both your clothes-crotches met there was a wide wet spot. “Look baby, fuck.. our juices mixed together. Would ya look at that?” That was it, his words sent you into a frenzy. Reverently, you felt your self come undone, like strings being snapped taut. You let out a long cry of bliss, he followed behind you soon after. Moaning as he captured your lips into a long kiss. Thrusts turning sloppy as you both rode out your highs. “F-fuck..” he hissed, kissing you deeply, cheeks flushed red, lips wet with saliva. Both of you came undone, you felt the movement of your hips stop, your whole body shuddering as an after effect.

“Mm, baby. We should do this again, but next time…” Satoru begins, a cruel toothy grin on his lips, “next time it’ll be my cock in your pussy, yeah?”

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The next morning, you wake up alone. Befuddled, you look around, searching for a sign of your boyfriend. You sit up in your shared bed, groaning and rubbing your face. Memories of last night came rushing to you, you couldn’t believe you guys did..that. “G’morning, sweet girl.” You feel a smile grace your lips when you see your boyfriend walking in the room. A dish of perfectly baked pancakes and a cup of cold icy water.

“Morning, ‘Toru. You didn’t have to.” It wasn’t awkward like how you thought it’d be, or humiliating, or even embarrassing. You just felt like your relationship took a more intimate turn, knowing that both of you trusted eachother enough to be that vulnerable together was unexpectedly tooth-achingly sweet. He sits next to you, the bed dipping at his weight.

A soft kiss presses against your forehead, he pulls back with a soft smile. “C’mon, eat your breakfast. Then I’m taking you out.” You perked up at his words, but before you could ask, he cut you off. “Nope, it’s a surprise sweet girl.” He pecks your cheek, pulling away with a gentle smile, making your face flush helplessly. He laughs at your flustered state, “You’ll love it.” He grins at you, “Come on now, eat.”

The pancakes were delicious, you thanked him countless times. Showering his face with kisses after you brushed your teeth, for the surprise, Satoru took you to an ancient library. Watching with an affectionate smile and love drunk eyes as you lean he’s around in excitement. Anything makes you happy, even the simple actions. Perhaps that’s why he bought you guys matching pajamas in your favorite color, or why he bought you a pretty necklace with a pendant of your favorite animal, or why he decided to spoil you with little gifts that had your love growing for him and his thoughtfulness.

The relationship you both shared was filled with sweet genuine love. He wouldn’t give you up for the world; you were his one and only.

🐳 hey lovelies!! Sorry if this is too rushed, I wrote this running in three hours of sleep and two cans of red bull:3 anyways, I hoped you guys enjoyed this!

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