𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 | 𝐣𝐣𝐤

chapter 8

warnings!: unprotected sex, grinding, voyeurism, exhibitionism.

SOFT DISTANCE MOANS COULD BE

heard from gojo's position. his right hand clutching his phone tighter with every moment that passed by. he swore he wanted to stop looking at the both of you, but he couldn't, not when you looked this pretty on top of megumi. his eyes never left your form or your facial expressions, feeling something deep in his chest that he could not decipher.

the door of his room bursted open, revealing a fuming toji, followed by some snickering choso, geto, naoya and sukuna. grabbing gojo by the collar of his shirt, toji aimed to punch him on his face. he didn't lie when he said he was going to beat his ass. that is until a loud moan caught everyone's attention, turning their heads to the big window, watching as you bounced on megumi's lap; boobs bouncing too with every movement of your hips, megumi's hands on your ass assisting you with your moves.

releasing gojo, toji turned his face to the side, not wanting to look at his son having sex, while the rest of the group stared at the lewd view, mesmerized by the way your body moved and shook. your voice now cristal clear for them to hear. a sight out of the numberless porn movies they've watched during their lives.

"she's riding him on his first time? that boy's gonna last 2 minutes" sukuna broke the silence, making toji slap the back of his head. "like you would last longer if that was you" choso added. nobody seemed to be moving from their spot soon, even toji who wouldn't dare to look, stayed on his position, focusing on your sweet moans. nobody feeling even a little bit of shame from watching their students have sex like voyeurs in a cliché porn film.

on the other side of the building, you kept bouncing on megumi's dick. supporting yourself on his shoulders, head thrown back from pleasure. "shit, shit, shit y/n i'm gonna cum" megumi mumbled from the side of your neck, where his head was nestled. you griped the back of his head, pulling him out of his comfort zone. kissing him for the countless time that day, you felt him twitching inside of you, announcing his upcoming orgasm.

"hold on a little more gumi, i'm cumming soon too" your legs were hurting from the fast pace you had on him, but you didn't care. not when it felt so good. not when it gave you such an overwhelming pleasure. just a few more thrusts of your hips and you came undone, walls fluttering around megumi, this new sensation bringing him off the edge. sliding out of you he came between your bodies, the sticky white substance now on both of your stomachs. both of your bodies so close that you could feel his heart beating fast. your foreheads sticked together while listening to each other pants and irregular breathings.

"y/n, that was so good" megumi finally talked, after what felt like ages. his hands that were still on your ass, moved upwards to your back, drawing little patterns on it, trying to help you come down from your high. you shivered at the tickling sensation of his fingertips on your back. "i'm glad you liked it gumi" you smiled warmly at him. after some minutes of sharing warm looks and smiles, you stood up, reaching for your clothes on the floor.

suddenly, a pair of hands were placed on your waist, squeezing it and pushing your body to the nearest wall. "megumi? what are you doing?" you looked back at him over your shoulder. the boy just looked at you with pure lust crossing his eyes. "can we go again? i'm still hard" your face warmed up at his boldness, and that's when you felt his hard dick grinding between your ass cheeks. supporting your body with your hands on the wall, you started to grind back on him. arousal dripping and wetting him again.

whimpering at the feeling of his tip now hitting your clit, you threw your head back on his shoulder, back arched. looking at the side, where the window was for a brief moment, your eyes grew wide with realization and embarrassment. your hips faltering their moves. blinking a few more times, gaining consciousness of what you were seeing, you turned your head to the other side. megumi didn't catch up on your nervous state, too carried away by the feeling of his dick gliding between your wet folds.