To the End of Infinity

Ch. 7 - Breaking the Seal

AN: Inspired by Heartburn - Wafia and You Are My High - DJ Snake

"Oh?" Gojo asked with great interest at your sudden response. He looked at you directly, using the hand that wasn't resting behind you on the sofa to pull down his glasses just a tad, the bright blue orbs piercing into the deep crevices of your soul. 

You closed your eyes as if to really analyze your decision right now, wondering if you were truly sober enough to even be thinking about this. Considering you had your mind made up prior to meeting with Nanami, you decided to pursue.
Without any extra words, you turned your attention to him completely. Your own eyelids were now heavy with lust, the dim lighting not making it any better. You slowly began to lean toward him. He remained in the same position, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and allowing his lips to part, ready to meet yours for the third time. 
You decided just then to get a little bit more daring, this time moving your body quickly so that it was straddling him. Each of your knees met the back of the couch cushions and his hands placed themselves on your waist, his feet still lounging on the hassock as if he were the king of the world. 
You then cupped his face and kissed him harshly, smashing your faces together hard enough to feel each other's teeth through the flesh. Both of your lips slightly parted to continue the kiss, his tongue taking the opportunity to thrust into your mouth. You slowly began to feel his erection grow beneath you, the two of you both in just sweatpants. With your lips still attached you began to grind against his length, small moans escaping his lips. He then gripped your hips even harder, forcing you even harder down against him. You felt yourself soaking through the thin fabric of your sweatpants as your clit grazed against the fabric repetitively. 

"Are...we actually...going to do...this?" Gojo asked in between kisses. You were like a starved animal, forcing yourself onto him and he fully welcomed it. 

"Shut up," you growled into his lips as your hands began to travel down his chest, reaching the bottom of his tee. You began to lift up, your cold hands against his hardened skin. The shirt came up the higher your hands went up until they reached his pictorials. You broke the kiss for just a moment to get his shirt off, revealing his hardened abdomen which was heaving heavily from the stimulation. 

His hands raced up your own shirt, swiping it off in one motion. You were now completely topless, having left your bra on campus. "Gorgeous," he whispered to himself when he was able to sneak a glance at you, even despite the large scar across your stomach that looked to have been there for at least a month or so, well before you two met. The two shirts landed on the floor in one pile. You dove back down into his face, biting his lower lip with great force and nearly drawing blood before he pulled away with his mouth still partially open.

"Have I really depraved you so badly?" He asked with a hoarse voice, looking your expression up and down from behind his black shades. "I told you when we met that I don't bite...and it turns out that you do," his tone was excited as you gave a sadistic grin as you got off of his lap. 

Painfully slow for Gojo's gaze, you shook your hips back and forth to wiggle from your sweatpants, allowing them to drop to the floor. He rubbed his chin and looked you up and down as if he were about to buy whatever it was you were selling. 
As if to reward you, he lifted his ass off the couch partially to push his waistband down to the center of his thighs, black boxer briefs hiding the large bulge that he then grabbed and repositioned toward him. He allowed his head to rest back on the cushion as he watched you, his large hand stroking his dick through the fabric of his underwear. With his free hand, he wagged his index finger for you to come near.
You listened, returning to your position of straddling him. You gently allowed yourself back on his dick through the two pieces of tiny fabric that separated you. He delicately grabbed the back of your neck and drew you down to his lips, meeting softly as your hips began to rock. The feeling of his cock through his underwear was so much more detailed than before. You could even feel the head against your clit as you drew your hips back. It was tantalizing.