𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 | Fem reader x Gojo Satoru

Odd look 🍋

Once again, this chapter contains explicit sexual content. If you do not wish to read it then please skip ahead to the next chapter. To follow the plot of the fic, this chapter is not necessary and you will not miss out. Anyways, now that that's over with, yes, the title is another song suggestion - Odd look by the Weeknd, enjoy :).

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It's tentative at first. His lips are soft, and light, as if he doesn't want to break the invisible connection between us. I lean further into him and our lower bodies meet as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck. He reciprocates and tightens his grip on my waist, but his kisses are still light. I decide to tease him and pull away and I feel his brow furrow slightly against my forehead as I do so. He's the one now leaning into me and I feel him become hard underneath me.

The kiss becomes more passionate, more hungry, but it's something more than lust. Time ceases to hold any meaning when I kiss Satoru. The world falls away from around us and only we are left. With each subsequent kiss, both of our passions grow as we become a mess of heat and need between one another. Satoru pulls away slightly.

"I want to savour this." he says, cradling my face in his hands before resuming the kiss. His touch, gentle yet purposeful, begins to roam over the top half of my body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. I breathe heavily against his lips between kisses, gasping for air whilst I drag my hands over his abdomen, feeling his perfect sculpted stomach concealed by his clothes. "Fuck." He whispers in my ear and I know he must be trying his best to hold back.

I reach down to the bottom of his shirt and begin to lift it up as he helps me do so. Our lips reconnect once more, a mess of tugging and pulling and tasting until he stops momentarily to reach for the hem of my own camisole. I help him remove it just as he did for me and he tosses it to the other side of the room. He's silent for a couple seconds as he looks at what I'm wearing underneath and I look to the side in embarrassment, feeling my cheeks begin to heat up.

He reaches to my shoulder and brushes away a piece of hair as he always does before his hand rests there.

"You wore this for me." He says low.

I look around the room confused "I mean, is there anyone else here?" I say and he laughs at my comment before kissing me passionately once again, probably just as an attempt to shut me and my stupid remarks up.

"I love it." He states as he smiles against my lips.

His hands familiarise themselves with every surface of my body as our lips intertwine and we grapple with one another. His palm brushes over my the small scar on my shoulder from Hana and he notices a second old sparring wound that's on my collar bone on the opposite side. He pauses slightly before kissing them both meaningfully whilst staring into my eyes. He trails his lips up my neck, earning an involuntary moan from me as his lips finally reach mine once again.

Nervousness now gone, the kiss becomes more rough.

"I know you talked about savouring the moment... but I don't think I can wait any longer." I state to him.

"No, I don't think I can either." He replies to me before lifting me up onto the counter causing me to gasp in surprise.

"Here?" I ask him surprised.

"It's not like anyone will see you. I mean... even if they did who wouldn't want to show you off." He replies with a smirk as I help him remove my last article of clothing and I feel the cool marble counter on my warm legs. He pushes his body in between my legs, causing them to widen apart and I feel his erection against my slit even through his trousers.

He uses one hand to unclasp my bra, removing it swiftly before turning his attention back to me. During the messy kiss he must have slid one of his hands down, as I feel two fingers slide against my pussy, causing me to breathe heavily into his mouth.

"God you're so wet." He pants in between kisses and I tighten my legs around him to show how much I really want it.

"I know you can be louder than that... come on." Satoru says low in my ear.

"Fuck, please." Is all I can let out as he brushes his fingers delicately over the area that is now so sensitive thanks to him.

"That's my girl." He says before pushing two fingers into me painfully slow. I let out a loud moan to his pleasure as he slowly brings his fingers back out of me completely. I frown against him at the loss of stimulation and he smiles in triumph at me before lifting me from the counter once again. I wrap both my arms and legs around him securely once again, and he carries me through onto his bed, sitting me gently down on the edge.

He begins to unbuckle his trousers, sliding them and his underwear down and throwing them to the side as I watch him contently. He moves closer to me and places a finger under my chin, tilting my head to look up at him.

"Do you think you can take it all?" He asks me and I nod in response. "We'll see about that." He says as he aligns the head of his dick with my mouth which is hanging open. I take control, and wrap my hand around the lower shaft, taking his head in my mouth and swirling my tongue around the top, gathering spit in my mouth all the while.

He leans his head back and I can tell he wants more, he wants to tell me to keep going, but probably doesn't want to ask or beg either. I pull away slightly, "You're going to have to ask." I say simply.

"Keep going, please." he says and I resume what I was doing, focusing on his tip first and foremost. I begin to test out whether I can take all of him as I move my head up and down, earning pleasurable moans from Satoru as his grip goes to the back of my head instinctively, tangling his hand in my hair. I glide him into my throat and swallow as I feel him shudder against me. He aids me in my movement by applying pressure from his hand in my hair and as I attempt to reach the bottom of his length, I choke slightly which causes him to smile as if it's gratification.

As his breathing gets heavier and moans get louder, before he finishes I pull away just like he did earlier to me on the counter, wiping my mouth with my hand as I do so. He picks me up and tosses me into the middle of the bed, causing me to laugh in response before he spreads my legs.

"I forgot how fucking good you were at that." He says to me as he clambers on top, eager to reach my lips once again.

Our mouths interlace themselves and unexpectedly Satoru thrusts himself inside me all the way. All I can do is gasp in response and claw at his back as my thighs clench around him. "I know you can take it." He confirms, instilling confidence in me. He begins to move out before resuming his pace, slow and steady. His hand reaches for my face as our bodies move together as one, following a rhythm, a pattern.

He caresses my cheek and I reach for his neck, pulling him down to kiss me once more, using what little breath we have left to give to one another through the touch of our lips. His pace continues, and I feel a knot build up inside my stomach.

"Fuck." Satoru says, as if he's reading my mind.

"Satoru..." Is all I can call out before the tension is released and shortly after he does the same, shouting my name as he collapses on top of me. He rolls over, pulling me on top of him so he doesn't crush me, and I don't even have the strength to move any more.

"Oh... my..." Is all I can say as Satoru looks down at my face smiling before he lets out a laugh. He brushes his hand through my hair gently before speaking.

"I forgot what meaningful sex was like." He states and my heart warms. I know I said Satoru would never be mine, but now I just don't think that's true. We seem to be wed to each other's desires and dreams eternally. There's an invisible, magnetic connection between us that means we can't be apart, and when we're together is when I feel the safest and most secure.