𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙆𝙀𝙔 - ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ

xxi.

you gently pat the concealer with your beauty blender all around the bruised area. you're sitting very close in front of gojo. he has his legs spread, so you could sit closer.

"stop staring at my boobs!" you pat the beauty blender hard on his bruise, making gojo wince in pain.

"what the hell?!" gojo holds his bruise gently, covering it from you.

"i'll choke this beauty blender down your throat if you don't stop staring at my fucking boobs" you crossed your arms

"but i'd rather have something down YOUR throat... see what i did there? cool rig– ow." gojo snaps his fingers and pointed the finger guns at you.

you smacked the back of gojo's neck. making him cover the part you smacked and turn away from you.

"are you trying to kill me?! i'll–" gojo stops mid sentence after he looks at you. he saw you shooting him a death glare.

"i-i'm sorry. please continue ehe~" gojo scratches the back on his neck in embarrassment, and he looks down with a guilty look on his face.

"that's what i thought" you cupped one of gojo's cheek to finish covering the bruise.

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"a-are you blushing?" you ask gojo

"n-no... yes..? you just look so damn beautiful." gojo turns even more red.

you swear you saw sparkles in gojo's eyes.

"pft... shut up. don't look at my face and my boobs" you look down, trying to hide your flustered cheeks.

"look at me" gojo whispers. gojo lifts your chin up and tucks your hair behind your ear.

"you know, i could just kiss you right now." gojo says in a soft tone.

"if you have the balls to do so, then go. kiss me" you gave gojo a cheeky grin, daring gojo.

gojo chuckles at you. he grabs your hand, pulling you to sit on his lap.

"straddle me"

gojo puts your hand on his shoulder as you sit down to straddle him. his arms hug your waist, desperate to feel you close to him. you slowly grind on his crotch to tease him.

fuck, i missed him.

you noticed his breathing getting a bit heavier. he looks at you with lust clouding his eyes. you could feel him getting harder while you grind his crotch.

i need this.

you placed your hands on gojo's broad shoulders as you lean down to kiss him. and just before you lips touch his...

*knock* *knock* *knock* *knock*

a very loud and aggressive knock interrupts your mini moment with gojo.

thanks for ruining the moment. jeez.

you get off gojo and sit down on your chair, trying not to look too suspicious. gojo stands up, his b*ner visible through his pants. you tried your best not to laugh as you feel really bad for him. gojo lets out a sigh and walks over the door to open it.

louise comes barging in the room like an angry mom, surprising gojo.

"you! what did you do to my beautiful awesome classy gorgeous sexy adorable funny wonderful friend, huh? HUH?!" louise threatens gojo with his cola lollipop while gripping tightly on his bag, ready to pull out something to knock out gojo.

louise starts doings some random martial arts poses with his cola lollipop still in his hand, trying to intimidate gojo.

gojo backs away, and looks over to you asking for help.

"l-louise! it's okay!" you separate gojo and louise. you gave louise a look he knew too well.

earlier, you and louise talked about signals and stuff that only you two know.

the look you gave louise tells him that you and gojo were having a good time even though it was interrupted because of louise himself.

"OOOH... welp, i-i gotta go now. i'll see you tomorrow, (y/n)" louise winks at you and he gives you a sweet smile while walking away.

he turns to gojo with an intimidating look with his middle finger and index pointed at gojo like he's keeping his eye on gojo.

after louise closed the door, gojo locks it. he returns back to you and pinned you against the wall. he lifts your thighs up and before you two could continue...

another knock interrupts you and gojo. gojo lets out a groan, mad that he can't continue doing things to give you pleasure.

"fucking hell, man... go back, (y/n)." gojo fixes his shirt and glasses to look presentable to the person outside his office and to avoid suspicion also.

you walk back to your chair while fixing your clothes and again, trying to look innocent.

you look over to gojo while he opens the door. you felt like vomiting from nervousness when you saw the one who's outside of gojo's office.

the principal.