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

Chapter 23

You

You make me so wet that I don't think I can wait anymore, maybe I should pick him to fuck me whilst you text.

It wasn't long till Gojo got the memo of your lip biting text, he had to re-read it to make sure that you weren't actually going to do it, sensing on your whereabouts already. Bidding Megumi goodbye, Gojo teleports back to his house for a good leisurely time.

Switching his black, purple uniform jacket and changing out his black tight t-shirt and unbuckling the first belt buckle to his hips they shingle as he wastes no time in walking towards his sofa, the same sofa in which you and he spent a heated moment together.

Turning his phone back more messages from you have arrived.

You

You going to do something about it or should I really get someone else to finish me off

Just thinking of all the nights, we spent together makes my legs shake

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So?

Smirking to himself Gojo presses the call button.

Having time alone with yourself can be as nerve wracking as getting a sex call from Gojo seeing how much you did provoke him now you must reap the consequences and pay up. That being something you've done once with your previous partner, mutual masturbation, it's something you know you have control over of but why does it feel like you're in the palm of his hand every waking minute and you get so damn wet on that thought alone that now sex with Gojo is as exciting as a rollercoaster ride plus the reward at the end. Exhilarating.

Accepting the call emits a heavy breathing man that has his phone on speaker so even the smallest of gasps will be heard in his house. You however bite down on your lip to hide such embarrassment it's not like he's going to know, fully fallen back onto your bed you reach down into your jeans unzipping and opening the space a little more.

You sigh.

"Getting yourself ready baby girl, don't forget those sexy moans of yours when you touch yourself now." Gojo purrs into the other end of the phone whereas the secrecy of each other adds an unknown erotic factor you still reach down slowly palming yourself.

Heavy breaths exhale out as you begin to get more turned on more than that before.

"Tell me what you're doing, I want to know how you fuck yourself." Gojo explicitly asks his own hand feathering the side of his own penis, you already know how he does it it's only fair that he knows not that it matters Gojo does just fine with pleasuring you on your own.

Thinking it over it can't hurt to tell him the truth, you find that one time fingering yourself you were 100% more of a clitoral stimulation type of girl which still doesn't beat the amazing sex you have with Gojo.

"I-hah- I like to rub my fingers against my panties getting them soaking wet before I start -mm – vigorously circling around my clit and digging deep into-"

Panting as he widens his legs leaning further into the black leather of his settee it creaks as the belt jingles to the side at the creeping hand going in and under to smooth the ingrowing erection. Palming himself Gojo takes a packet of lube by the counter dousing his right hand into feeling the way the slippery liquid moves in his palm trying to recreate how your wet pussy feels gloving his penis.

He can't help but imagine where you are now his blindfold faltering on his head slipping, his eyes reluctantly follow for you. Slowly blinking his lips curve upwards to scene before him, you slowly reaching down in between your legs and getting off.

"Fuck-shit that's so fucking hot, tell me more." He gasps the low small squelching sounds on the other end of the phone, smirking you continue.

"Pushing the tips of my fingers down into my tight little pussy." Hips moving up and down to the rhythm focusing on what you actually do, a wet hot sensation begins to build.

Heart thumping against your chest as sweat trickles down your back and your arm begins to tremble. You feel the way your flesh moves for your pleasuring will and the moist dribbles massaging back into and around your entrance and clitoris.

"I grind myself with thrusting my hips on and down off the bed and clenching my thighs together." Head leaning back listening to the hard jerking sounds of his hand moving up and down his dick.

You remember that so well, detailed to the point you see it in the fore front of your mind, whimpering when you're so close to your high but something feels off. It's been awhile since you've last touched yourself but now you whine even more when you begin to tilter on the edge but not enough.

As if Gojo was there in his own little way a hand to hold and a hand to help you just a little further, Gojo biting his lip hisses inwards when he feels his closeness to you. The lube acting in the way it was intended creating a friction between his hand and his cock, up and down, up and down quicker this time.

His thoughts linger on your body and how you whimper in between each stroke like you were layer before him watching him wank off to himself. Swallowing his eyes follow how your body twitches, your tongue licking your dry lips and the puffs of hot air exhaling from your open mouth. Your left hand lies open gripping the sheets knowing as a tell-tale sign that you're close.

"Shit, tell me are you thinking about how many way's I'm going to fuck you or are you imagining my own hand down there between your legs?" Lips parted and gawking at the white ceiling as you begin to slow down into deep sensual thrusts.

As if a much bigger muscular hand replaced or saddles above your own pushing deeper digging into your core, stripping your soiled panties away you push your index and middle finger inside gasping.

"Fuck, you make me so fucking horny. Y/n." Gojo adds biting his lip scrunching eyes up in a ball as if you were inflicting pain to him, he reminisces the times he's held you.

Not just that witnessing you get off to him, your left hand moving over your right in a struggle of deep strong tension cupping your right hand, fingers slick with your cum. He senses your end soon.

"Sato-ru, ah, fuck, hah, I'm, I-nghh~" Curling your fingers inside you imagine a stronger pull drilling your insides, body ricocheting up and down from the bed, it creaks as you frustratingly begin to finish.

Gojo's ghost hand lingers, and it could be your imagination, but you moan out feeling your hand push against a heavy weight curling around your fingers asking for your G-spot to come.

It does.

"Ah, ahhah, ssshhhhIT~angh~" Hips lifting into the air, saliva dripping down the edges of your mouth, legs spasming and locking into place as you ride your own high. Gojo not far off his own.

Laying down cushioned by your pillows and mattress you still hold yourself fingers lodged deep within too weak to unplug yourself. With a moan you drag them out an immediate twitch as you feel the hot goo trail down from your vagina to your asshole, slicking your fingers gloopy juices holding them against the low light.

They shine with a glaze before you huff and lean over getting a packet of tissues and new set of panties.

"That was hot." You agree, that was the best finger fucking you have ever given yourself, licking your lips you tease to add.

"Maybe next time you can finish me off." Without a response you hang up, feeling a little too proud of yourself to be taking the lead for once.

Gojo sits legs spread apart panting, he's never jerked off to such a load before, so much came out that he peers down slowly to see the white clumps all over his glass coffee table in one fallen string. Gulping once he leans behind himself grabbing a box of tissues, maybe he'll take you up on that offer.

Maybe he will fuck you into oblivion next time.

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Mutual masturbation baby