𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 | Fem reader x Gojo Satoru

This means nothing

I don't expect anything from what I'm about to do. This is simply two people, turning their hate for one another into something more productive. I know Satoru feels the same way and I don't even have to consider the possibility of him thinking this is something more, which provides comfort to me.

I lead him up the stairs and into my bedroom, the prospect of him sleeping in the spare room now abandoned, pushing him down onto the mattress. I climb on top of him, a wide grin spreading across my face as I do so. The slits of moonlight fall through the curtain and onto the bed, meaning his face is partially illuminated. Despite the low light, I can see why any girl would want to be in this position.

I stop admiring him as he loops his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me downwards to kiss him in the process. His mouth captures mine in an eager movement, causing me to groan into him at the way his hands roam themselves over my back. He lifts me off him effortlessly so we're sitting side by side.

I watch his hand slide over and tug gently at the material of my shirt whilst he gives me an intense stare. I help him to remove it and watch as his gaze travels all over my upper body, as if he's taking in and exploring new territory. I lean back over to him, feeling slightly intimidated by his expression and crash my lips against his before tugging at the hem of his shirt the same way he did to mine.

He removes it swiftly and now it's my turn to admire him. He's perfectly sculpted to say the least. He looks like one of those marble statues from the Greek or Roman era, as if someone's taken hours to carve out his physique from white alabaster. My stare is broken as he wraps his arms around my upper body, initiating the kiss once again.

I feel a hand snake round to my back as he unclasps my bra and removes it. One of his palms cups my breast as he begins to massage it and I moan into his mouth at the added sensation. At this reaction, he flips me over on the bed causing me to let out a laugh at his sudden movement. He leans over me, placing chaste kisses over my neck and décolletage.

I giggle again as everywhere he touches with his lips feels tingly and electric.

"What's so funny?" He says as he raises his gaze up to meet mine.

"Nothing... it just tickles." I say as he lowers his head back down, now sucking and pulling at my collarbones with his lips. "Satoru..." I say worriedly as I feel his mouth begin to work more intensely, but he doesn't answer. "Satoru." I say a second time, tapping his back as I do so to get his attention. "Not too hard, you're going to leave a mark." I warn him as he raises his head, bringing his face closer to mine.

"You don't want a mark from me?" He asks as he gives me puppy dog eyes.

"We-el..." Is all I can respond with.

His previous puppy-like look turns into a more suggestive smirk. "You don't want people to know you're mine?" He says and I furrow my brow at him as I feel my cheeks heat up.

"I'm not yours." I respond to him as his lips hover a millimetre away from mine.

"We will see about that." He whispers, kissing me before I can respond. Smooth bastard. I hate him.

I feel his fingertips trace their way up my inner thigh gently, finally reaching my entrance as he grazes over it lightly. I pull him down by his neck closer to me, signalling my want and I feel him smirk against my lips. "So eager..." I hear him say as he finally pushes two fingers inside of me.

I gasp into his mouth at the feeling as he drags them out slowly before thrusting them back in at a quicker pace. He continues this action and I struggle to kiss him back, feeling the tension build up in my lower stomach. He moves his lips down from my mouth and back to my neck as I feel him suck on the skin there, 100% leaving multiple marks this time.