The ceiling was the only thing barely visible and even then she couldn't keep hee eyes open for too long, trying to regain oxygen by inhaling through her mouth in exhausted panting, body fully limp in a very ungraceful way, as if she was nothing but a rag down messily thrown on the couch.
" Better. " She managed to whisper out through a painfully dry throat, surprised at how raw it felt.
" You need water ? You sound like you have been screaming for a while-- oh, actually you were. " It was impossible for him to miss the chance to playfully mock her.
" Fuck off, I was not screaming, I was just moaning. " Just then she found the strength to lift her head and glare at him along her statement.
" You're right. Would you like me to make you scream instead ? " And Satoru knew exactly what he was doing.
" Don't flatter yourself, men always say they could make you scream but all they do is mindlessly jackhammer you into the bed. "
That comment definitely yanked an amused laugh out of him, nodding as if agreeing with her.
" Most do and it's the saddest little excuse of a fuck. " What caught her off guard was that he was actually agreeing with her instead of getting defensive like other men would usually do, trying to defend themselves one way or another.
" So you actually agree with me ? " While carrying out the conversation, she slowly began incorporating herself in the couch to adapt a more comfortable position, also reaching for her t-shirt to try and cover herself up from the cold weather.
As Gojo began to walk away and disappear into the kitchen, he continued responding but louder this time to be heard from his spot. " I can't speak for them, I can only speak for myself and I have found that what feels good for me is to make my partner submit to me and have them all whiny and needy for me and that only happens if you give them really good sex. How would you expect someone to whine for more if you did a very poor job at satisfying them ? " Bringing a cup of water with him, he sat right next to her, nonchalantly handing the cup over to her who welcomed it with a grateful little head-bow.
" Okay I get the idea but how did you actually learn to please someone ? "
" I'm a professor but I was once a student too, if you know what I mean. " And the way he naughtily stuck his tongue out at her was both amusing and attractive. " My first relationship was with a girl a few years older than me. She was never afraid to stop me if I was doing something wrong, correcting me and rewarding me when I did something she liked and I guess that's when I started to like the results of bringing satisfaction to my partner. "
More than in shock, (y/n) was in awe after hearing someone being so open about the topic in a society that seemed almost scared or ashamed of talking about sex and satisfaction. Men would always be straightforward and obscene, that was no surprise to her but the fact that he prioritized his partner's pleasure was... Surprising ? How sad, how low was the bar nowadays ?
" What ? You look surprised. "
" Uh ? Oh, no... I'm just... Yeah. "
" So like I said before, I just wanted to make you feel better, now I'll be on my way, bratty one. " And the way his hand reached for the top of her head to gently pat her like a pet made her stomach fill with the so-called butterflies.
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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...