𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 [𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰]

↳ 𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙊𝙛 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚

You walked into his apartment, confidently. You took off your shoes before walking straight to Gojo's bedroom. Gojo followed like a lost puppy, and he watched as you unzipped your dress and let it fall to the floor, before getting on the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt, before taking it off, and unbuckled his belt before taking off his pants.

He got on top of you on the bed, and while he looked down at you, you were clearly the one in control. His lips went down to meet yours. It was a gentle kiss, one that didn't last very long because you were eager for something else.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, waiting for your instruction before daring to do anything. You grabbed his hand and guided it down your soft skin until your panties got in his way. That was his answer.

"Do it properly." You told him, making him click his tongue.

"When do I not do it properly?" He questioned, and you didn't give him an answer. He went down and pushed your panties to the side before his tongue ran through your folds. He heard a cute little noise leave your lips, which is his encouragement.

His tongue focused on your clit. He flicked his tongue on your clit, loving the noises that you made at his every move. He knows he's doing it right, since you're so vocal about it, although no words leave your lips. He doesn't need words to confirm that he's doing it right.

It had been so long since the last time you received this kind of treatment, so you couldn't help but be vocal about it. He brought his fingers up and ran his index and middle finger to gather the wetness that built up, before pushing both fingers in. His fingers were so long and thick, something you had almost forgotten. You saw them every time you were with him, but you had failed to remember how great they felt inside you.

Your hands ran through his hair while he continued eating you out. He began to suck on your clit, while he scissored his fingers. You got louder and louder each second, occasionally some senseless murmuring came from your lips. "That's it. Just like that."

"Good boy." You praised, loving the way he ate you out and fingered you. And you could only hear his humming, thoroughly enjoying everything he was doing. He loved the way you tasted on his tongue, and the way you felt around his fingers.

He missed this so much, and he's so happy now that he's doing it. His fingers sped up, causing you to become even more of a moaning mess. Your orgasm was quick to build up.

"Just like that, 'Toru-" You moaned as he continued, going faster by the second. You saw white, your legs spasming as you came around his fingers. He kissed your clit before pulling away. Your juices were all over his fingers when he pulled them out, and he was quick to shove them into his mouth to lick them clean.

"Lay down." You ordered and he followed. He laid down and just watched you as you got on top of him. You sat down on his lower abdomen, and looked down at him. You smirked as you began to tease him, rubbing yourself on his erection. He bit his bottom lip as you continued teasing him.

"Please." He began because he could only handle so much teasing. You looked so beautiful on top of him and he could only imagine how you would feel wrapped around his cock. His voice was whining as he begged more. "Please please please."

"What do you need?" You asked, your finger hooking under your waistband of his boxers. He didn't respond, instead he continued begging. You asked him the question again, and he finally shut up. You asked for a third time, more slowly with a much demanding tone. "What do you need?"

"You." He finally answered. You finally pulled down his boxers and let his cock free. You teased him a bit more before grabbing his cock and aligning it with your entrance. You slowly sat down on his cock and when it was fully in, you gave it a couple of seconds before you began to move.

Your hands used his chest as support while you moved. You watched him. His eyes were closed, in euphoria at how you felt around him. It was just so good. So glorious. He didn't know how he survived so long without you wrapped around his cock.

"Is it g-good?" You asked and he just hummed in response, not able to figure out how to form a simple word. You couldn't blame him either because it was all so good.

His cock just hit all the right spots and the way you moved made his cock brush right against your g-spot. And he was nearly in heaven just with the feeling of your cunt. The way it squeezed around him, the way you moved. Although he wanted it to be a bit faster, he couldn't complain.

He still bit his bottom lip, containing his moans, and it couldn't piss you off more. You wanted to hear loud and clear how much he was enjoying it. "If it's so good, t-then you should show me."

His cheeks were flushed red and he looked so cute. You loved the sight but you wanted to hear him. Hear how good you made him feel. "I want to hear you."

He finally stopped biting his bottom lip and let you hear his sweet moans as your cunt milked his cock. Soon enough that was almost the only thing heard in the room, apart from your moans. He would finish any time soon, and you knew.

The louder he got, the closer he was. Your pussy began to tighten around him and it was all too much. His hands landed on your hips, and he began to thrust his hips.

"Fuck-" You were too focused on how good it was to say anything else. You had to shut your eyes as the feeling of pleasure overtook you more and more.

"I'm- gonna- gonna come." He said, and just as he finished his sentence he shot his load inside you. Your cunt milked every last drop, and your hands went to play with your clit while his cock was still inside you.

He took his cock out and helped you come, and soon enough you came again. He kissed you. Over and over again. He kissed you as if he had never been kissed and was longing for it.

"I missed you so much." He told you. "But now you're my cute little girlfriend and I'm never letting you leave my side."

"Hmm... How am I supposed to go to work?" You asked with a smile on your face.

"You're not. I'll take care of you." He answered. "Make sure you never have to lift a finger again in your life."

"You're so sweet, baby." You kissed him. "But you'll get sick of me soon enough."

"I'll never get sick of you." He responded. Your index finger ran up and down his chest. You smirked, an idea coming to mind.

"How about a round two in the shower?" You asked.

"Sounds like a great plan."