𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 | 𝐣𝐣𝐤

chapter 22

warnings!: masturbation (m), voyeurism (not watching but hearing?)

THE THIN WALLS THAT DIVIDED

both of your rooms allowed gojo to hear everything that was going on inside yours. from the very first word that toji spoke to your last scream. he cursed himself but mostly you, for the boner he got. who could blame him though? how could he not get hard with how sweet and lewdly you sounded?

most of all, he was jealous. he was envious from everyone because he was the one that wanted to taste and ruin you the most. it seemed like you didn't want him like you wanted the rest. he heard his colleagues talk about their experiences with you and every time it got worse; he heard about how you came to look for choso and how you treated him, how you complied when naoya told you he needed a little help, when all you did was tease him.

the first moan that escaped your lips had him all hot and bothered so fast that even him got embarrassed from it. he was trying to rest from marking exams during this week, but his whole body had other ideas. he thought about putting on some headphones and silence your voice but then, he would loose the opportunity to relieve some stress thanks to you.

so lowering his pants to his mid thigh, he let his hard-on spring free, hissing at the contact of cold hair against his hot skin. slowly he raised his right hand close to his mouth and gathering some saliva, he spat on it to use as lube. teasing his tip with his thumb, he rubbed circles on it, enclosing his hand around his cock. the feeling of his wet hand around it sending shivers down his body.

your loud voice resonated through the walls along with toji's, making his dick twitch on his hand. gojo closed his eyes, trying to picture it was him instead, fucking you to oblivion and pretending his wet hand was your tight cunt. his low moans were muffled from the way he was biting the end of his shirt. the movements of his hand kept getting faster and faster, trying to reach his orgasm at the same time you did.

when he heard your moans getting louder, he fastened his pace even more and after a few more thrusts of his hand, he painted his stomach white with his cum. "fuck y/n, you're driving me crazy" he panted, trying to catch his breath. but only if he knew that it won't be the last boner he would get during the afternoon, he would have probably gotten out of his room.

but after that one, came other two. his body was spent and tired, feeling like his dick would fall off from all the gliding of his hand against it. he didn't even try to get up and clean himself, too tired to wash up properly. suddenly he heard a loud knocking on your door followed by a well-known voice. out of instinct, he raised his body from his bed rapidly, opening his door to see a confused megumi in front of your door.

megumi looked to his right, seeing the disheveled state gojo was in. his hair was messy and entangled, cheeks tinted a cherry red color, pants loose around his waist and shirt with a few wet spots on it. if he didn't know any better, he would say that he just finished having sex. he didn't ask anyway.

"y/n's not here megs" gojo tried to clear his hoarse voice. megumi looked at him in disgust before his face turned into a confused one. "how do you know she's not here?" gojo's eyes scanned the area as if his surroundings would tell him the lie he was looking for. as if a lightbulb appeared on top of his head, he answered. "i saw her coming out of her room a few hours ago. a tall boy was waiting for her outside" his words came out of his mouth rapidly, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

megumi on the other hand, had believed gojo's lie, a little white lie that ignited a flame of jealousy inside his chest. he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. at this gojo tried to tease the boy a little more "maybe it's her boyfriend? or a sneaky link?" the boy glared at the man "i don't know who he is gojo, she doesn't tell me too much lately." turning around, megumi stomped down the hall to whatever destination he thought about. gojo sighed in relief, knowing that he had saved your and toji's ass from being caught.

inside your room, both of you heard the conversation between your bestfriend and your teacher. your mind was still hazy but it surely comprehended what was going on outside. hearing megumi's last sentence broke your heart a little because it was true. you've been avoiding him for some time now, claiming that you had to study or were too busy with your projects. the truth is that you could not face the boy from embarrassment, and after what happened today, you don't think you could ever.

you wrapped a blanket around your body and with wobbly legs, you moved your body to your door, opening it enough so that gojo's body could fit in. at the sound of your door being unlocked, gojo looked at you and unexpectedly, his body was dragged inside your room. if the state he was in was bad, yours was even worse. sniffling, his nose crunched in disgust "open that fucking window, it smells like pure sin in here"

gojo made some gagging sounds and toji rolled his eyes, raising his body from under your bed sheets, he exposed his naked body to the both of you. he opened the window and laid on your bed again, hiding his soft but still big dick under a blanket, one leg uncovered. gojo's eyes were wide with surprise and even if he wanted to, he could not tear his eyes away from toji's body.

toji smirked at the younger male and looked back to you "can i smoke in here doll?" you turned your head to the big man and nodded "sure" your hand was still gripping gojo's wrist when you spoke again "thank you so much for covering us, i don't know what i would have done" his eyes now softened when looking at you "don't worry sweetie" his eyes now diverted to the man on your bed "you owe me a big one now whore"

toji scoffed at the nickname "look who's talking, the sluttiest bitch out of 'em all" both men shared death glares at each other. your eyes looked from one to another, afraid that they would start an argument "none of us can't say shit like that at the moment. in case you forgot what game we're into" your hoarse voice seemed to calm both of them. "yeah, whatever" toji said.

"also gojo, i want to apologize" your eyes looked down to the floor. your grip around his wrist never faltered and he was glad about it "about what princess?" your gaze now met his, his expression soft and loving "for being too loud. i know how thin these walls are and i'm sorry if we disturbed you or something" your apology was sincere and almost innocent if it wasn't for the meaning behind it. he felt his heart swell with adoration but also jealousy, because you were saying sorry since some other man had fucked you good enough to have you screaming like that.

setting that feeling aside, he patted your head what made you smile "you don't have to worry about me" you both heard toji chuckle from your bed "yeah, because he probably enjoyed it a little bit too much, isn't that right?" gojo and you rolled your eyes at him, the action making you both laugh "what i would worry the most is how are you going to cover this marks babe" his fingers traced the purplish skin of your neck and shoulders "you should've been more careful fushiguro. we agreed to not hurt her in anyway"

gojo's words were serious, laced with a hint of warning. it was toji's turn to roll his eyes "well, she liked it so, what's the harm in it?" hearing both men talk about this so casually in front of you, made your cheeks turn red from embarrassment. gojo 'tsked' but didn't answer to that "now if you let me, i gotta clean this preciousness up. i didn't know she liked it that messy" toji said with a wink that did not help with your embarrassment.

gojo knitted his eyebrows together and turned around, defeated once more by one of his rivals in this game.