Jujutsu Kaisen | C L A S S C L O W N | Gojo × Reader 🍋| AU

5• Get back to class

Frustration made him sigh aloud, withdrawing his head from the crook of her neck just to roll eyes back in absolute annoyance.

" I'm here but I'm busy. " One of his large pale hands reached for her mouth, covering it just to muffle her noises while at the same time rubbing eager circles around the swollen bundle of nerves.

" But professor, we'll have a meeting in five minutes. "

" Fucking-- Fine, I'll go to the meeting. " If it hadn't been clear he was annoyed before, now he truly was, almost grunting his words out.

Yes, he held a conversation while still stimulating her, keeping her body pressed up tight against the wall and having her thighs tremble beneath her.

Once hearing the male on the other side of the door leaving, Gojo's lips found the shell of her ear, grunting against it.

" I'm not done with you. Even if I don't get to fuck you right now, I'll send you back to class dripping wet from your own cum. " This time his hand held onto her jaw, forcing it up enough to expose her neck once more, dragging his tongue along it.

" I can't wait to bend you over my desk. Make sure to wear a dress next time you come see me. " His words were so blunt, obscene, so embarrassing to hear but she couldn't get enough of them, it was so degrading to hear him talking so confidently about fucking her but who was she kidding ? She was even more eager than him for that to happen.

" You're fucking nasty, professor. " (Y/n) could've perfectly used his first name out of intentional disrespect but playing into the student-teacher dynamic was arousing her more than what she thought.

" Me ? Look, look, kid... You're about to cum on my fingers, who is the nasty one here ? " And as if to prove his point, the older one made sure to increase the merciless pace of his digits moving firmly against her clit, making her bend over from the overstimulation and grip onto his forearm.

Holding onto his arm with both hands she could feel all the muscles tensing as he kept on masturbating her, fuck, how could it be so arousing to just feel his arm moving like that ?

With her face pressing against his shoulder, she was nothing but a breathy mess, buckling knees and suppressed whimpers until she felt the heat burning down her belly and rushing down her thighs in such a pleasant ecstasy.

She felt so fucking tempted to bite on his shoulder but her body wouldn't even respond to her mind anymore and she had to use his chest for leverage once she had gotten down from her high.

What was... Quite unexpected from him was the way he made sure to help her fix her clothes, holding onto her hips afterwards and peeling her off the wall to give her rear a playful pat.

" Tired, (l/n) ? Get back to class. "

That stupid mocking grin was so oddly attractive but she couldn't get enough of him touching her, squeezing her rear in a mischievous way, brushing her hair behind one of her ears before sending her back to class.