#satoru gojo x hispanic!reader

[pupkashi]

now that we’ve discussed this… could i request gojo x reader dancing bachata

te amooo jess <3

a/n: i absolutely loved writing this omg </3 just the thought of gojo with a latinx reader makes me so so giddy bc yeah that me and him :33 IDK EEEE i hope this was okay and that u enjoyed !!! plz lmk what you think <33 te amo tanto amiguis

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the brownies are on the cooling rack, the kitchen counters have flour on them and the bag of chocolate chips is empty due to satoru eating half of it before even adding them into the brownie batter.

“put your hand here by my shoulder” you direct, satoru looking down at you with the biggest smile on his face, prince royce’s ‘mi ultima carta’ playing as you unconsciously sway to the beat.

“like this?” he asks, look at you for approval as you nod, “now just move two steps here and then tap, then two to the other side and tap” you say, your hands wrapping around his neck as you slowly take the steps, smiling as he follows along with your movements.

“this isn’t too hard actually” he giggles, his hips swaying naturally as he settles into the rhythm. you can’t help but feel giddy as he dances so easily to the music.

it’s only a couple moments later that satoru gets the hang of it, moving his hips easily and following your rhythm easily.

“how are you so good at this? you sure you aren’t latino?” you tease, smiling up at the snowy haired sorcerer. satoru only laughs, looking at you with a small grin.

“just a natural” he replies, you’re rolling your eyes at how cocky he is, about to make a remark when he’s dipping you, laughing softly at the small shriek that leaves your lips.

the familiar beat of royce’s ‘stand by me’ begins, and satoru’s eyes are widening in excitement, his hands finding their way to your hip and intertwining with your other hand, pulling you impossibly close to him as he softly hums along to the lyrics.

you can’t help but blush as you stare up at your lover, watching him as he sings the English parts of the songs to you, trailing off when the lyrics turn to Spanish.

you’re giggling as his cheeks turn rosy, “maybe you should take spanish lesson, mi amor” satoru can’t help but lean down a bit, your noses practically touching.

“only if you’re the one teachin’” his eyes sparkling a bit, even in the dim lighting of your living room.

“let’s start with something simple” you say, the two of you still moving to the music easily, there’s a giddy smile on his face as he watches you.

“how about eres el amor de mi vida” you smile, youre biting your lips softly as satoru sounds it out a bit, the foreign words leaving his mouth easily.

“eres el- what?” he says, smiling as you repeat yourself, “eres el amor de mi vida” the words come naturally to him, “what’s that mean?” his head cocks to the side a bit, bangs getting in his eyes.

you’re slipping your hand out of his, brushing the hair back and pressing your lips to his gently, “you’re the love of my life.”

satoru can’t help but let his smile widen, his arms wrapping around your waist, picking you up and spinning you around, his lips finding yours somewhere between the spinning and giggles.

“eres el amor de mi vida, sweetheart” the words make your body buzz, and you can’t help but pull him closer to you.

“te amo mi amor” you whisper, the music in the background softly coming to an end.

“te amo” satoru breathes, already knowing the meaning behind the two words, his lips crashing back onto yours as another prince royce song comes on.

[kitkat13001]

⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝚓𝚓𝚔 𝚡 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚞 🇲🇽

>> gojo, yuuji, megumi, and inumaki x latina!reader

>> fem-implied reader, reader is mexican/mexican-american coded

! gojo

! yuuji

sorry there’s a lil mistake on this one, the duplicate text is supposed to be from yuuji

! megumi

! inumaki sorry this one’s in dark mode LMAO

>> divider by @agsthv

happy hispanic heritage month to all the latin baddies out there!! sorry this is so super late, i just wanted to get this out before the celebration ended. i might end up making a part 2 if i think of any more ideas. i rlly wanted to make something for the latina community bc i feel like i haven’t really seen a lot of stuff for us in the anime fandoms (or maybe i just haven’t looked hard enough, idk). either way i wanted to make something for us!! that being said, this does speak directly to my own experience as a latina and i know every one of us is unique in our experiences so sorry if this isn’t entirely accurate to you! i made this for me and anyone else who would enjoy it <333 love,

- kitty!

[satoru-is-the-way]

Request Information

Hello! If you would like to request an ANIME character x reader please refer to my list of Characters I Write For.

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[mackjlee9]

Jujutsu Kaisen

Fluff/Angst

Nanami Kento x Male!Reader

Smut/Lime

Omega!Itadori Yuuji/Ryoumen Sukuna x Alpha!Male!Reader

Gojo Satoru x Hispanic!Male!Reader

Fushiguro Megumi x Top!Male!Reader

Ryoumen Sukuna x Curse!Humanized!Male!Reader / pt.ii

Fushiguro Toji x Top!Male!Reader

Nanami Kento x Top!Male!Reader

Jealous!Fushiguro Megumi x Wolf!Male!Reader

Alpha!Inumaki Toge x Omega!Male!Reader

Fushiguro Toji x Top!Male!Reader x Fushiguro Megumi

Gojo Satoru x Nerd!Male!Reader

Fushiguro Toji x Dilf!Male!Reader

Top!Suguru Geto x Bottom!Gojo Satoru x Top!Male!Reader

[pupkashi]

volvi a nacer

gojo feels life start anew now that you’re by his side

a/n: hi hi friends ! this is heavily inspired by this song !! i think it’s so sweet and yeah <3 (unrelated but my bf sent me it i was geeking out for a week ok) ALSO GIGI (@4sat0ruu) I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS SO MUCH MY FELLOW LATINA 🙏🙏🙏; slightly latinx coded reader bc i can !

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translations: mi amor // my love, hermoso(a) // beautiful, mi corazon // my heart, cariño // sweetheart

there was time in gojo satoru’s life that he felt his life had essentially ended. he felt isolated, like no one would ever fill the void he felt in his chest.

he didn’t think he had anyone to lean on when he needed it, opting for a façade of cockiness and jokes when anyone asked if he was alright.

you saw through it all. with a concerned frown on your face as you wrapped your arms around him, holding him as tightly as you could and squeezing him.

“i don’t need your hugs, y/n,” he scoffed, hoping you didn’t hear the wobble in his voice, “I’m the strongest, i can take on anything by myself.”

“I’m sure you can, but you don’t have to,” you whispered, not letting go for a second. you heard the tremble in his breath, the hitch in his throat when he heard your next words, “I’m right here, you’ll be okay.”

for a split second satoru saw the world for all its warmth and love rather than its faults and challenges. he felt the love and support he’d only ever imagined, the suns warm rays hitting his skin as you held him tightly.

it faded as you pulled away, and he could hear nobara and yuji yelling in the distance, toge and yuta laughing at something.

“I’ll be here if you need me, okay?” you reassure him, your hand lingers on his shoulder for a bit before you walk away.

you’re only two steps away when you feel satoru gently grab your wrist, letting go not even a second after he did. when you turn to face him he looks shocked, as if he didn’t have control of his own body for a second.

“uh- can-” he stumbles over his words, not knowing exactly what to say and not exactly having the courage to say whatever they were.

“yeah, i can,” you smile softly, taking his hand in yours, “how about we get some food, when’s the last time you had actual food and not take out or sweets?” you question.

satoru rolls his eyes, scoffing before counting the days on his fingers, “it hasn’t been that long,” he mumbles, smiling a bit when you shake your head and laugh at him.

it’s been three years since then, somewhere along the way the line of caring friend and something more had been crossed, pinkies interlinking during movie night, a stolen kiss in a maintenance closet when hiding from an upset yaga.

he’s not exactly sure what’s making him reminisce on that day. maybe he’s recalling the way the sunshine felt on his skin, the way it does now as it pours in through the blinds, landing on his bare chest.

“you didn’t snore this time” you mumble, voice a bit hoarse as you wake up.

satoru grins, “I told you I’d stop,” you can’t help but half laugh, cuddling up to him more, “I’d do anything you ask of me sweets.”

“it’s 9 in the morning and you’re already professing your undying love?” you tease, just barely opening your eyes to look at your lover, who’s already staring right back at you, soft smile adorning his beautiful face.

“would do it all hours of the day if you’d let me,” he replies, not missing a beat. you can only chuckle softly, letting your head rest on his chest. your hair tickles him a bit but he ignores it, focusing on the way your index fingers draws random patterns on his abdomen.

satoru lets his mind wander, he thinks how lucky he is.

how lucky he was to be given a second chance at life, to be able to come back from a place so dark, to now be able to quite literally be bathed in sunlight and tender touches.

“where’d you go?” you whisper, adjusting yourself on your side and letting your arm prop you up. satoru is reeled back in, snowy lashes kissing his cheeks gently as he lays on his side to face you.

“thinking ‘bout how lucky i am,” he mumbles, staring at you for a second before a soft smile overtakes his lips, “I love you.” the words never fail to make you smile, you never miss a beat to respond, “i love you more, angel boy.”

“there isn’t anything i wouldn’t do for you, you know that right?” he’s focusing on the fuzz of the blanket rather than your eyes, looking up only when you hum in response.

“what if you have to fight off the most talented swordsman in the world for me?” you tease, he’s smiling at you as he sits up.

“then I’ll get a sword and do what i have to do to not lose you,” he answers like it’s the most simple thing in the world, “I’ve fought off worse haven’t i?” his cockiness makes you roll your eyes and chuckle, sitting up and kissing his cheek before stretching and finally getting out of bed.

“i guess so, you’re too strong for any of my hypotheticals,” you mumble, the taller man following you into the restroom, brushing your teeth together before heading into the living room.

“what do you want for breakfast?” satoru asks, his hands are already reaching for the ingredients for an omelette, recalling how you’d been craving one since last night but fell asleep as soon as you’d gotten home.

“what’s on the menu today, chef gojo?” you smile, moving from the couch to the kitchen bar, watching as he took out four eggs and various veggies and meats.

“how ‘bout that omelette you were dreaming of yesterday, sweetheart?” he’s grinning as he cracked an egg open with one hand over the bowl, a trick you’d taught him that took him the course of two cartons of eggs.

“you’re too perfect mi amor,” the words make his ears turn bright red, face flushed as he continues his fluid movements in the kitchen.

three years ago had someone told you the satoru gojo could make omelettes and crack eggs with one hand you would’ve laughed in their face, betting your life savings and then some against the snowy haired sorcerer.

yet here you are; three years, lots of broken eggs, burnt food and nights in the restroom later- you watch the love of your life make you an omelette.

the two of you eat breakfast over small talk, telling him of your plans for the day.

“I’ve gotta run some errands today, i hope traffic isn’t too bad” you trail off, mentally checking all the things you had to do.

“i can drive if you want,” he shrugs, chugging down the last bit of orange juice in his cup before grabbing your plate and placing them in the sink. “i don’t have anything else going on.”

you smile at your lover, “you don’t have to drive me around everywhere, you know that right?” satoru knew your distaste for being behind the wheel, he only saw it as an opportunity to pamper you and treat you like the royalty you were.

“i know, but i love driving you everywhere,” he grins, walking next to where you were seated and bending over to kiss your temple, “I’ll be your loyal chauffeur for as long as you’ll have me, hermosa.” the word is foreign on his tongue, it slips past his lips naturally, just the way you’d been teaching him common phrases.

“hermosa? who’d you learn that one from?” fighting the smile off your face was a predestined loss, barely hiding how over the moon you were at the new pet name. your words are teasing as you stand from the kitchen bar, stopping right in front of your lover, looking up at him.

“duolingo was hitting on me, actually,” satoru replies, a dimpled smile on his face when your arms snake around his neck, pulling him downwards so his lips met yours.

“can duo fight?” you laugh between kisses, pressing a softer kiss to the tip of his nose before detaching yourself from him.

satoru is ready before you, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching- no admiring, your every move as you get ready. his mind is filled with a whirlwind of compliments he can’t seem to get out, overcome with an overwhelming sense of love for you.

you’re an aura of warmth, kindness and love, and angel sent for him. a caring soul, who nurtured him back to health; through late night calls that ended with you in his apartment or vice versa, gentle reminders and tight hugs helping him through his toughest nights. through forced outings to fairs and arcades, despite his protests that he has been doing things other than working with his students and going on missions (he hadn’t).

it had taken time, but satoru had healed.

your love had healed him.

“oh i can’t do movie night Friday” you frowned, watching as the second and first years trained.

“oh? why’s that” satoru was caught off guard, you’d never been one to cancel on him.

“i- uh- I’ve got a date, actually” you chuckle, staring at your finger nails before looking at the man next to you.

“a date?” he repeated, heart sinking and stomach falling as you nodded with a smile.

“nanami set me up with them, didn’t know he actually had friends besides us,” you smiled, trying your best to ease the palpable tension.

you’d gotten up and left shortly after that, some lame excuse he can’t remember now. he did remember angrily walking into nanami’s office, accusing him of hating satoru and wanting to see him suffer.

“have you thought of- i don’t know, maybe telling y/n how you feel?” kento sighs, trying his best to focus on the report he was filling out before satoru had barged in.

satoru hadn’t thought of that, but he took his friends advice and marched up to you three hours later, confessing his feelings upfront.

“don’t go on that date, they don’t deserve you,” he began, immediately taking you back, “and maybe i don’t either but just give me one chance and i swear you won’t regret it.”

“what’s up with you today? maybe you shouldn’t drive” your words pull him out of his memory, blinking once, then twice before fully coming back to his senses.

“do you remember when you told me you had that date?” he asks, watching as you furrows your brows, the corners of your lips turning upwards as you recall the memory.

“oh yeah! then you confessed like an hour later” satoru nods, blushing a bit. “what about it?” you ask, moving to sit next to him, taking his larger hand in yours, tracing soothing circles into his skin with your thumb.

“i didn’t even know i liked you then,” he admits, “i just felt this terrible feeling in my stomach and yelled at nanami for wanting to ruin my life.” the revelation makes you smile a bit, “he told me to tell you that i liked you and only then did it dawn upon me that i had romantic feelings for you.” satoru laughs at himself now, looking at you with sparkling blue eyes.

“well, you were- and still are a bit of a dummy” you mumble, pulling his arm so satoru can lean against you, letting you rest your head atop his. “my silly angel boy.”

angel boy.

the first time he heard you say that he quite literally stopped in his tracks, smiling from ear to ear before picking you up and spinning you around. ‘say it again!’ he kept asking, blushing just as hard every time the pet name left your mouth.

satoru loves grocery shopping with you, checking off things as you put them in the cart. he thinks you look angelic against the backdrop of produce, heart fluttering as you look for the best bunch of cilantro.

he could do this for the rest of his life, he thinks to himself. the realization makes him bump against the display, thankful nothing fell over.

satoru gojo wants to marry you.

he wants nothing more in his life than to be with you for as long as he could. he wants to spend his mornings and nights besides you, he wants to make you breakfast and help you cook dinner, he wants to wash the dishes because you hate washing them, he wants to wake up to Cumbia and bachata on Sunday mornings as you clean, joining you and singing in broken Spanish as you serenade him with a broom.

it’s not as romantic as he’d once imagined, he thought the realization would come to him as the wind blew through your hair, or the golden rays of the sun kissed your cheeks.

instead he’s watching you pick out a two pack of steak, looking at him with a wide smile, “the prices dropped!” you grin, giddy as you happily put the meat into the cart, practically skipping down the line of raw meats.

he can hear his heartbeat in his ears as he wonder what to do next, mindlessly following you around the grocery store with the cart, every aisle affirming the fact that you’re the only one for him, especially as you tell him to get one sweet treat for the week as you go and get the milk.

he’s staring lovingly at you as you wait in line at the register, watching with interest as your eyes light up, “cariño can you get the eggs? i completely forgot,” he nods immediately, placing a chaste kiss to your cheek before turning on his heel and heading towards the eggs.

satoru lets the thought of marriage ruminate in his mind, recalling the times you’d talked about marriage, agreeing that you’d want to marry him. what if you’d changed your mind since then?

later that week as satoru is passing you the salt, he asks you the question that’s been eating at his mind. “do you still wanna get married?”

you chalk it up to his usual insecurities, turning around and kissing the tip of his nose and both his dimples. “‘course i do, angel boy” you reply, not missing a beat, “why? everything okay?”

satoru nods, eyes fluttering shut when your lips are pressing against his. “everything’s perfect,” he mumbles against you, smiling and chasing your lips for one more kiss before he passes you the butter.

one month later satoru is under the shade the cherry blossom trees give him, with you staring down at him, mouth still agape from seeing him get down on one knee.

“mi corazon, I’ve loved you more than i thought possible, you’ve breathed life into me when i thought there was no reason to keep living, you bring out the best in me everyday,” he begins, hands shaking slightly as you stare back at him, tears welling in your eyes.

“i want to be by your side for the rest of my life, i want to find you in every crowd, save you a seat next to mine and end my days with you in my arms,” satoru tried to ignore the thumping of his heart in his ears, “i want to be the only one lucky enough to be loved by you, will you marry me?”

you’re nodding quickly, mouth still covered before you’re throwing your arms around the snowy haired man- your now fiancé. “of course, yes!” you laugh, sniffling and wiping the tears that had fallen as you squeeze him tightly. “i love you cariño, i love you so so much” you grin, pressing your lips harshly against his, not caring when your teeth bump against his as you both smile, the spring wind causing pink petals to fall around the two of you.

there was a time in gojo’s life when he thought his life was over. he looks back and smiles, how was he supposed to know the best part of his life was only starting?

the void he once felt in his chest was now overflowing with the love and patience you poured into him; sickeningly sweet pet names and tender touches to ease his mind.

satoru can’t help but smile when he wakes up next to you everyday, grateful beyond belief he decided to be vulnerable that day in the courtyard.

“already staring at me lovingly?” you teased, making satoru grin, dimples on his cheeks as he hummed.

“something like that.”

[pupkashi]

More latino Gojo please!!

omg I’m so happy you guys are liking these so far hehe 🤭 here’s a couple headcanons just off the top of my head !! scenes w reader are very slightly hispanic!reader coded ,, let me know if u guys want more :3

he’s obsessed with hispanic candy ,, goes to mexican / Hispanic stores solely for their candy aisles and stocks up with insane amounts of them (always gets the students some too :3)

the first time he meets your parents is at a carne asada and every mom and aunt is absolutely fawning over him telling you how handsome and how tall he is

he’s an absolute charmer, giving them all sweet smiles and saying hello and making conversation with the little spanish he’s learned so far

all the dads and uncles are sooo apprehensive of him bc who is this guy ??? thinking he’s all that acting all cool ??? and then they talk to him and he’s talking to them abt soccer and he’s making them all laugh and is immediately accepted 😭

can dance literally ANY style it makes you insanely jealous . one time you guys went to a cousins 15 and they started playing salsa and he was dragging u on the dance floor, then they switched it to bachata and he was immediately pulling you into his chest, THEN they switched it up again to Cumbia and he was all smiles

everyone was just like :0 because ???? are we sure are we absolutely sure he isn’t latino

he’ll call you ‘mi sol’ ‘mi amor’ ‘cariño’ when it’s just the two of you

picks up Spanish very easily actually !! sounds like a native speaker the first time he tried saying something to you in Spanish

he was learning it behind your back to surprise you, but he once answered a question you asked in Spanish and he was caught

���¿que no sabes cuanto te quiero?” you mumbles, kissing his nose, “i love you more” he sighs out, his body tensing when he realizes he’s just exposed himself

“since when do you know Spanish?” you smile, a shocked expression on your face, “been practicing for a while now, wanted to surprise you” his face is red and his ears burning, but he’s peppering your face with kisses

“but now i can ditch that murderous owl and have you teach me instead” he grins, tackling you onto the floor when you shake your head ‘no’ teasingly

[mackjlee9]

Gojo Satoru x Hispanic!Male!Reader [Smut]

Warning; rimming, overstimulation, mirror sex, semi-public sex, scratching. (You can choose whether this is a modern au or not, either way Gojo is in his third year of high school.)

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Requested by i_dont_care_duh on Wattpad

 Every day was the same for me.

Ever since the day Satoru slipped that we were dating, our classmates had been teasing me nonstop, wolf-whistling every time they saw me with Satoru, and the only thing he did was laugh and hug me tightly, throwing compliments at me that made me blush.

I've always been the quiet and shy type, that's why I never really got enough confidence to make Satoru stop. At first, it didn't make me mad or anything, but whenever the boys of our class got to see the purple marks left on my neck, they would joke about 'how good did Satoru do you?'. And that really annoyed me.

People were thinking that I was the bottom in our relationship! Just because of my personality and appearance!

For a few weeks I endured it, until Satoru started to join them, making it seem like they were right guessing the " female role" in our relationship.

"Pendejo..." I muttered under my breath as I had to endure their jokes right next to me because Satoru was sitting on my desk before class started. They all turned to look at me, but I just kept reading my book in complete silence.

"My baby wants attention?" Satoru reached his hand to hold my chin, making me look up as he leaned down, our lips gracing slightly, "If you want me, you just had to say it."

I was about to frown at his words, but then an idea shined in my mind, making me smirk as I set my book down, sliding my hand up his chest seductively. "Then, if I said I want you now..." I reply loud enough for the group of boys next to us to hear us, causing them to whistle, as Satoru got off my desk and grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the classroom.

Everyone behind us cheered for Satoru as we left, while I just contained a sadistic smile. Oh yeah, cheer for him now, because you'll get to actually know who's the top here.

Satoru dragged me all the way to the bathroom, and before he got the chance to laugh and make it seem like we did it, I pinned him against the counter, staring into his hypnotic blue eyes. He chuckled nervously as he tried to push me away, but I pressed our bodies together, my erection rubbing against his soft dick. He gasped and covered the lower half of his face with his hands, glancing away from me.

"(M/n), wait... we're in school, l-lets do it a-...at the dorm." I hummed as I shook my head side to side slowly, reaching my hands to slip them under his uniform, my touch on his skin made him let out shaky breaths, his body trembling slightly under my hands.

"You said that if I wanted you... I should just say it, right? Now... I want you, Satoru." I leaned closer to his lips and kissed him, moving my hands up to pinch his nipples, causing him to let out a soft, muffled gasp against my lips, and I took that chance to push my tongue past his lips, playing with his tongue.

Satoru let out moans that died in my mouth as I grinded our hips together, his hands gripping my uniform as his back arched, our torsos pressing together.

"(M...m/n)~." He whimpered against my lips, his hips grinding back on mine, throwing his head back, breaking our kiss. "We ha-have to g-go back to c-class..." I took my hands out of his clothes, slowly taking off his uniform, stroking his pale, sensitive skin, causing him to squirm and gasp softly.

"I don't care about class, Satoru... I wanna fuck you right now..." I muttered next to his ear, making him flinch as his grip tightened on my clothes. I held his hips and lifted him on the counter, trailing kisses down his body until I reached the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down and taking them off his body.

"(M/n)..." he called my name, grabbing my wrist and making me look up at him, he bit his lip and glanced away, "L-let's go..."

I smirked and lifted both of his legs on my shoulders, which made Satoru gasp in surprise, but there wasn't much he could do when I graced his twitching entrance with my tongue. He might be saying that we should go to class, but his body is being honest about what he really wants.

And that's my hard cock inside of him.

I wrapped my hands on the outside of his thighs, keeping him close to me as I swirled my tongue around his pink hole, slightly pushing the tip of my tongue inside. His fingers tangled on my hair, pulling it back but also holding me close, which allowed me to penetrate him with my tongue.

I lapped around his tight walls, wetting them and loosening them. Satoru was letting out moans that were getting louder by the second, and I stared into his tear-filled eyes, sending him the clear message of 'be quiet'. His body shook as he moved a hand off my hair, pressing his mouth to hold in his lewd noises.

It made me smirk as we maintained our eye contact, good boy, I thought as I pushed my tongue further in, pulling his body closer to my face, his back arching in pleasure. I kept staring at him, paying close attention to his reactions as I noticed his cock twitching and leaking pre-cum, his walls clenching around my tongue.

He was already about to cum just from me eating his ass... such a well trained boy. I let go of his thighs and pulled back, taking my tongue out and licking my lips as I stood up in between his legs.

Whining, but without saying a single word, Satoru pulled down my pants and underwear, causing my erect cock to spring out of the confinement of my clothes. He held it and aligned it with his loose entrance, wrapping his legs around my hips and arms around my chest, his nails digging into my back.

"(M/n), please... just do it..." he whimpered, moving his hips close to mine. I held his waist and leaned in to hide my face in his neck, kissing his smooth, pale skin, leaving purple hickeys, and nibbling on his soft flesh.

Slowly, I entered him, staying still when it was all in, Satoru's body shaking as he bit his bottom lip hard and scratched my back, most likely leaving marks on it.

He rested his forehead on my shoulder, letting out shaky breaths, squeezing me as he whimpered softly. "M-...move, (M/n), pl-please..." he lifted his head enough to grace his lips against my skin, tightening the grip on my body, his nails leaving burning trails down my back, making me wince and grit my teeth.

I growled and gripped his waist, probably leaving marks that would be visible later, and I started thrusting at a quick pace, barely pulling out as I persistently drilled his greedy hole. Satoru threw his head back as a choked moan left his throat, digging his nails harder into my back.

"Fuck, Satoru... that fucking hurts," I looked up at him, holding his chin with my index and thumb, and his expression made my breath hitch, "Fucking hell, babe... you're so sexy like this."

My jaw clenched as my movements became rough, reaching the deepest parts of his body, and making him cry out my name. His blue eyes were filled with tears, some of them falling down his red cheeks and his mouth was wide open, his tongue hanging out as he turned into a whimpering mess.

My breath came out thru gritted teeth, taking deep breaths as I pounded him senseless, hearing him mumbling nonsense as he held tightly onto me.

The moment his back arched and his eyes rolled into the back of his head, I glanced down, seeing his dick twitching but nothing coming out of it, and yet Satoru seemed to be in heaven as his body trembled aggressively. When it hit me that he had a dry orgasm, I felt a new, hotter fire burning inside my body, making me pull out and set him down off the counter. Satoru let me turn him around, bending him over the counter he was just sitting on, and I held his cheeks, spreading them apart, seeing his wide open hole clenching around nothing.

I bit my lip and looked up, I grabbed a handful of his white hair and made him look at his own reflection, he whimpered as he locked eyes with himself, seeing the mess I made of him, and I smirked, pushing my entire length inside him again.

Satoru lifted his hands and pressed them on the mirror, making eye contact with me through it, moaning and crying my name as I fucked him mercilessly, not giving rest to his overstimulated prostate.

His blue eyes rolled into the back of his head, his tongue hanging out, drooling and panting like a dog, his nails scratching the mirror as if trying to hold on to it. I let go of his hair and held tightly onto his waist, bending down and leaving trails of kisses everywhere I could reach, using my hand to touch every single sensitive spot on his body, pinching his nipples and pulling them.

Gently, I trailed down his chest with my nails, barely putting pressure on his skin, until I reached his twitching, leaking, and sensitive cock. I teased his tip slightly, pressing on his slit, coating my fingers in pre-cum, Satoru whimpered, thrusting his hips in time with mine, fucking himself and getting the friction he wanted from my hand.

Every time I stroked his tip, he would clench around me, making me gasp as I was starting to approach my orgasm and it made me grit my teeth. Satoru was also about to cum, his moans and cries growing louder and high-pitched, gasping for air.

His body trembled, and he tilted his head back, but I gripped tightly the base of his dick, preventing him from cumming and making him whine in pain. "(M...m-m/n...)" he barely managed to call my name in a mumble, looking at me through the mirror.

I placed my chin on his shoulder, ragged breaths leaving my mouth right next to his ear, making him shiver and squeeze around me again, I had to bite my tongue and tighten my grip on his waist to hold in my orgasm.

I nuzzled his neck as he tilted his head back, letting me kiss and mark his skin some more.

"I'm... about to cum too, Satoru," I muttered, locking eyes with him still.

"P-...please I-I w-want t... to cu-cuumm~." He dragged his words, staring at me with a begging look.

I frowned for a few seconds, before giving up and letting go of his cock, pounding deeper and faster inside him.

"AaH! Fuck, yesss~... I-I'm c-cumming so m-much, i-it won't st-stop..." his insides clenched around me, making me let out low moans in his ear, my thrusts becoming slower as my hips grew tired, my eyes closing tight as I opened my mouth and left the mark of my teeth on Satoru's shoulder, close to his neck.

I came deep inside his body, some of my cum squirting out, dripping down his thighs as I emptied myself. It had been quite a while since we had sex, so we were both pretty pent up, now that I noticed.

...and maths class was probably over by now too.

I pulled out gently, and I managed to catch Satoru before his legs gave out, and he chuckled softly, turning to look at me. Somehow, I felt really embarrassed after what we just did, realizing why I did it in the first place. Was my pride always that big?

"C-could you he-help me c-clean up, (M/n)?" I nodded a few times before picking him up and going to a stall, sitting him on the closet toilet lid. I came out and grabbed his uniform, before staying with him and cleaning his body.

When we were done, the bell rang, signaling the break before our last class, which was p.e., so we walked out of the bathroom together, obviously nobody looked at us weirdly, and we went to our classroom.

I entered through the front door first, the door wide open as our classmates were standing at the back by the lockers, already with their sports uniforms on.

"Gojo and (L/n) must've really had fun, they didn't come back at all." They laughed, making jokes about it, without even noticing me walking to my locker.

"(L/n) would probably have to skip p.e. today though, his body must hurt." I opened my locker and I started to take out my sports uniform, just then, they noticed me standing next to them. "Hey, (L/n), how did Gojo-?"

They stopped laughing the moment they saw the hickeys and scratches on my back as I changed, and when I glanced over my shoulder towards the door, Satoru was limping on his way to his seat, wincing with every step. He smiled at the guys next to me and difficulty sat down.

"S-sorry, guys... I'll have to skip today, my body hurts." He said, resting his head on his arms, and I finished zipping my jacket. On my way to Satoru's seat, I smiled at the annoying guys next to me, who blushed a dark red, before running out of the classroom.

I chuckled, and sat on the seat next to Satoru, playing with his hair gently, he looked at me and smiled, closing his eyes to take a short nap.

I stayed with him until the bell rang again, and I kissed his cheek walking out to the schoolyard, feeling the scared stares of my classmates on me.

Well, since that day, they never commented a thing about me and Satoru again.