fuck buddies don't act like this (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 16

It had happened. It was expected but so soon was devastating you were looking forward to the next dick date.

Bloody little jellyfish pool from the one raging bitch that decided to take revenge today of all days. She was not a happy Sally after all that fucking, she thought to make a nice warm bed for a little old future grape, yet did she know poison was what you took every day.

Shooting stomach cramping pain shot from every direction of your lower abdomen, fearful of even walking to the toilet, each step a walking nightmare. With gritting teeth and holding in your breath you somehow walk the last few steps as if you were forced to walk across lava.

Peeling back the blood clots still in agony you place down a super long winged saviour hoping that'll solve your problem.

Your phone pings.

Taking it out of your fluffy jumper pocket strapped against your waist, frowning and pouting at the messenger.

Fuckboy

Wanna hang out?

'Hang out?' meaning sex you swipe the open button and begin one handed typing while you full secure the pad with the other. If it were any other day you would say 'sure' but today of all days Satan's doors have opened and red rum gushing out of one tight little hole.

You

Sorry shark week came.

Fuckboy

I thought you're on the pill.

You

Yeah, I am, but it must be due to all this 'hang out we've been having'.

Fuckboy

No worries.

Gojo sat staring at his screen sighing, he was looking forward to rearranging your guts tonight but he's not exactly keen getting down and dirty with red paint. Tapping out of the message box he then randomly searches a name by just tapping a letter on the keyboard. The said girls name he tapped was an old fling he hasn't exactly been keeping up with since we lives in Sendai, but he's been looking for some adventure.

Coming and going as he pleases is the life Gojo leads, he's never been one to be tied down nor even think of such a thing. He's had girls tell him one day he'll find the one but when that day comes it'll be too late, he's never believed it and went as far to laugh in their faces.

He's done a lot of things, hurtful even but the world he lives in makes it better this way to separate and carve the word 'love' from his life and make it so that he wouldn't need such things. It might stem from his family life since the moment of birth he's been targeted, his family gone, six feet under already.

Love us so distorted in his life that to fill the hole for affection and desire with something temporary like sex is just enough. Being a teacher gives him a sense of pride and knowing that people depend on him for his strength is enough, but love will never be enough.

He thinks of this now when one of his whores had brought it up to him again out of curiosity, but he saw the way she looked at him, those hopeful eyes at better off looking at trash.

Thrusting in and out for the final last paces within the not so tight sloppy grip of the woman smeared in lust and pleasure beneath him. The hole being topped up now feels slightly ajar from the top as if he's lacking something. A taste? A feeling? Something just doesn't seem right; the woman moans out his name with a final slap he cums.

Gojo feels slightly dissatisfied.

Taking out his phone from his trouser pocket whilst the girl showers in the hotel suite, his white hair hanging low as he types out.

'How long do periods last?'

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