Strictly Professional (gojo x reader)

Chapter 14

Summary: 

It's the morning after, and you and Satoru decide to stay in the hotel from the snowstorm.

Author's Notes:

smut warning

Recommended Songs:

Golden by Harry Styles
Fade by THE DRIVER ERA
Make Me Your Queen by Declan McKenna

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You yawned, noticing a ticklish sensation on your neck and back. Eyes still closed, you groggily move your hand to swat at the spot. It stops for a quick second, but once your hands are back laying on the mattress, it starts up again. You groan, wondering, What pest is doing that? Isn't this a five-star hotel?

You use your hand to swat at it again, but your hand is caught by another. You realize that the tickling sensation is from Satoru's hair brushing your skin as he places light kisses on you. You twist your hand in Satoru's, and he intertwines them, laying them on the bed. He chuckles, and his mouth still being on your neck, you feel the vibrations that tickle you even more. Throughout the night, the two of you had shifted into a spooning position, and now Gojo holds you close to his chest.

You let out a soft laugh, and Satoru grins, saying, "I got a laugh out of you this early, Princess? We should have sleepovers more often then." His voice in the mornings, my god. I could get used to hearing that more often. Feeling heat rush to your cheeks, in a warm tone, you replied, "Good morning, Satoru." His lips behind your ear, he smiled, replying, "Good morning, Sweetheart."

You shift, turning in his embrace, you could see his brilliant eyes, reflecting the white, snowy landscape outside the window. Your hand reaches up for a loose strand of his hair that had fallen across his eyes, your leg sliding over his. Satoru's slightly rough fingers brush your cheek, and you giggle and swat at his hand. Satoru's eyes widen as he exclaims, "I have never seen you this happy, Princess." He tilts his head back, running a hand through his hair as he says cockily, "But I understand, Princess, my cock does have miraculous effects on people."

You reached behind your head, picking up a pillow to smack him in the head, retorting, "You are so full of yourself, Satoru." A hint of mischief reappears in his eyes as he answers, "If I remember correctly, so were you last night, Princess, and you enjoyed it, so don't even try to deny it." Feeling your skin flush and not knowing how to respond, you turned to face away from him. Satoru chuckles, his arm wrapping around you and leaning into the crook of your neck.

Placing light kisses once again, he whispers, "I think my favorite part of last night was when you said the words 'I want you.'" Your skin still flushed with heat, you fiddled with the hem of the bedsheet, replying, "Why was that your favorite?" He kisses you with slightly more pressure, and you're thinking, I just know I'm covered in marks. At least today we're just staying in the hotel.

Wanting to hear his answer, you shift, once more, so that you're facing him again, noticing a slight blush on his cheeks. Satoru inhales in a breath, finally saying, "I think you knew from the beginning that I wanted you," your expression changes to one of shock when he continues, "I was just happy to know that you finally felt the same way." I don't think I've ever seen Satoru be this sweet. It's like he teases or annoys you to hide this side of him.

A bashful smile on your face, you said, "I thought you were teasing me just because you were hurt that I rejected you. It took me a while to even consider the possibility that you actually had feelings for me." Satoru moved his hand to cup your jaw, smirking, "I'll give you that. I wasn't expecting you to straight-up want to forget—"