Jujutsu Kaisen X OC (The Red String of Fate)

Trying To Comfort

Sadako's POV

"Get off!" I halted the bike at the side of the quiet highway.

"Huh?" Itadori looked puzzled. "I said GET OFF!!"

"Damn it!! Fine!" He huffed, dismounting and parking the bike before stepping away. 'I may not have all of Human Inari's memories, but I understand my emotions...'

"I don't know how to comfort someone... I've never really done it before, I was always the one comforted all my life!" I confessed, erecting a barrier around us, enclosing a small space.

"Inari, what are you talking about...?" Itadori's was frustrated as he rubbed his temples.

"Veil of Isolation. This barrier is a potent enchantment designed to shield an area from prying eyes and ears..." I explained, leaning against the bike.

"What are you--?"

"Yuuji..." I interrupted, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as I averted my gaze, my lips forming a shy, hesitant pout. After a gulp, I mustered the courage to look back at him.

"Do you want... me to spell it out for you-- Mhmpm!! Hngh.. Ah!"

In one swift motion, he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer and silencing my words with a passionate kiss.

I knew I might regret the impulsive idea that popped into my mind, but Itadori looked incredibly alluring today.

"Fuck!" His grip tightened slightly as he kissed me fervently, his head tilting for better access to my mouth.

"Hmpm! Hmm.. Mhmpm!!" I weakly attempted to push against his chest, but his tight hold on my waist rendered me immobile, leaving me entirely at his mercy.

"Ha.... Give me your tongue..." Itadori commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. My hands trembled, still clutching his uniform jacket tightly.

"Angh... hngh?" I gasped as a choked-out moan escaped my lips, complying with his request.

Part of me wanted to pull away, but Itadori's grip on my waist was like a vice, holding me in place as the kiss deepened, his tongue lightly grazing against the thin coat of blood.

"Ha... I thought you wanted to save this for home..." He teased, his hand trailing teasingly over my uniform, each touch igniting a deeper blush on my cheeks.

"I... c-couldn't resist... You were just... too irresistible today.." I admitted, my words coming out in a mumble. "Was I?" He chuckled softly, planting kisses on my flushed cheeks. 

"You were...." I nodded in agreement.

Without hesitation, Itadori grasped both of my hands with one of his own, using the other to guide my hips until I was pressed against the motorcycle.

"I might just have to take you right here!" He whispered in my ear, a low groan escaping his lips as he pressed himself against me. 

"Yuuji...." I winced as he squeezed my chest hard, the pain shooting through me.

"The dress Gojo-Sensei chose for you is perfect..." Itadori murmured, his fingers trailing along the zipper of my dress. "It's easily accessible...."

(A/N: Reference to Chapter Four, 'The Fourth Student', for her uniform description.)

"Hmpm..." I clenched the fabric of his shirt, feeling a rush of nerves coursing through me as he licked my neck, causing me to flinch.

Itadori's warmth seeped through the cotton of my shirt as his fingers slipped underneath my jacket, tracing along my body.