" Now, now... " His tone was devilish, low in timbre while his hands began undoing her lower garments in order to tug them downward. " Are you gonna be a good girl for me a let me eat it ? " How on Earth could she say no to that when she was already uncomfortably wet and needy for some relief ?
His hands were firm in their actions, removing everything below her navel and leaving the skin of her legs at the mercy of such cold weather in contrast with the warmth of her face. No warning, her professor didn't wait a second longer before delving in between her thighs to start lapping at her lips and the little nub already erected. Both of her hands reached for his head, holding onto the mane of snow colored hair as he eagerly used his tongue to trace a line from her entrance to the clit, drawing slow circles there. At first she could only exhale loudly through her parted lips but it didn't take long before she tried suppressing her moans when he decided to also add a pair of fingers inside just to try and find certain spot inside of her. Long digits curled upwards in slow come-hither motions, nudging the soft ridged skin with his fingerpads until feeling her tensing up, to which he murmured the following question: " There, baby ? " It nearly sounded like a growl from how aroused he was and she managed to nod in response, whimpering a second after because he started to fixate on that spot, pushing and rubbing there ceaselessly.
The tip of his tongue nudged against the little bundle of nerves over and over in back and forth motions as well as circles, trying his hardest to ignore his own frustration and instead focus that energy on finding the pattern where she responded the best, switching his tongue to his spare thumb now and then just to bring a different kind of texture and firmness to stimulate her clit but his mouth didn't stay away from her for too long because she eagerly brought him back with both hands, causing his lips to curl up into a satisfied grin while contently using his mouth again.
(Y/n) was so sure she wouldn't be able to reach her peak that now she would have to eat her words. It was a lot, he didn't seem to get tired and when she whimpered out loud, he just increased the pace, making the poor girl squirm against the now messy couch, digging heels into the surface of it while curling toes so tight she almost gave herself cramps.
It shook her to the core to feel those waves of heat washing down her legs, warmth pooling down her tummy and a certain kind of pressure making her muscles tense up in anticipation.
" Fuck ! Professor ! "
She wouldn't usually call him by his title outside of the classroom but she blames him for painting such enticing professor-student scenarios in her mind. She was now reaching that so desired peak but more than her reaching for it, it felt like it washed over her with intensity, making her thighs tremble violently while feeling how it prolonged for a few delightful seconds, gasping breathlessly and whining all the way through it until she finally collapsed onto the couch, holding onto Gojo's wrist for him to stop. And then she could hear it, she was ridiculously wet from her own orgasm, it trickled down her rear when his fingers slowly slid out.
" Holy shit. " His tone was of awe but with a clear hint of satisfaction.
" Holy shit. " She repeats out of breath, unable to even open her eyes.
" Better ? " What a fucking devil.
וווווו×
Author's note: better ? -wink-
YOU ARE READING
Jujutsu Kaisen | C L A S S C L O W N | Gojo × Reader 🍋| AU
Hayran KurguHere's my attempt at writing a smut book about Gojo Satoru. This is an alternative universe, Gojo is a college teacher and the reader is the class clown (it's my attempt not to make (y/n) a shy girl but to give her a different personality) I'm open...