NADA - Geto Suguru X OC X Gojo Satoru

Resurrection 🍋

Satoru's stomach caved with every stroke of her lips.

"Come here, sweetheart", he pulled out of her mouth and gently laid her on the bed, "listen carefully, kitten..." His voice fell to a dangerously low breathy whisper as her face turned hot with how he peered through his gorgeous eyes and directly into hers, "I need you to tell me if it's too much, okay? Red is your safe word. Red for stop and Orange to slow down. Harder if you want me to fuck your brains out. Find your words for me, kitten."

"Okay," She nodded, her eyes fully registering his features.

"Are you sure you want this?", the constant change in his voice clearly indicated that he could barely stop himself.

"I am."

"Are you sure you want me to fuck you till you're sore, kitten?"

"Y-Yes."

"Very well then," his thickness teased her core, "I'm gonna use my infinity for protection."

"You can do that?" She was a little surprised.

"I can do a lot of things, sweetheart," he smirked.

That cocky smirk of his wilted as he slowly entered her, "oh, f-" his infinity vanished just as fast. He was so consumed by her that her ability to annul his techniques completely slipped his mind. "FUCK!" His eyes went wide as he searched for signs of horror on her face and quickly realised the pain she was in. His long daddy fingers caressed her face, letting her adjust to his length, his lips kissing praises into hers, "you're a good girl, baby. You're doing so well for me." He peppered kisses up her jaw, "I'm right here. Tell me if I should stop." He winced as she clenched around him.

"Please don't", her fingers gripped his broad shoulders.

He slowly moved inside her as she moaned, her voice in a mix of pain and pleasure. "You're fucking beautiful," he kissed her so gently, she felt it travel down to her legs. Once she was fully adjusted to him, he leaned back; watching her take all of him, watching himself move in and out of her, his member now soaked and stiffer.

And then he felt it.

He felt his cursed energy course through his veins and into the abyss that she was. Absorbed. Annulled. Without his limitless he was helpless, his hips bucked in desperation, wanting more and more of it. "Oh, yes... yes, yes... oh, fuckkk~", He had an endless amount cursed energy to offer her.

"It's like you were made to be fucked by me", he meant every single word he said. Sex never felt that way for him. Without his abilities, he could feel it in every one of his nerve endings. His calloused hands grabbed her hips as he quickened his pace, "god, you feel soo good for me. Kitten, you're fucking beautiful. Oh~" his tongue slurred as he prodded deeper and deeper. His obliques flexing with every thrust, his shoulders tensing every time she clenched. His hand snaked up her leg, his thumb caressing her sensitive spots, eliciting heavenly sounds from her lips. He didn't want to stop. He couldn't stop.

His hips moved on their own, the feeling of losing control over his own body scared him, devoured him whole. His room was filled with wild exasperating noises, every whimper that rolled down her tongue drove him to the brink of madness.

"You're so perfect, baby" his fingers rubbed her harder as his glistening length pounded her brains out. The noises of their skin slapping mixed with wild moans coasted through his room, almost giving him goosebumps.

"Breathe, kitten. Use your words", it was easier said than done. Even he could barely form words in his head.

"Harder~"

"Gladly, sweetheart"

"Satoru!", her legs trembled as he hit her spot.

"You'll make me come if you keep doing that, kitten." She drained him of everything he could muster and he got down on his elbows, kissing her before impatiently increasing his pace. His brows knotted as he swallowed her screams, an unfamiliar feeling brewing in her stomach with how his cursed energy felt. It felt different. It felt intense. She violently clamped down on him as he praised her to the brink of her orgasm, "you're so good for me, sweetheart." He watched her expressions change as she got closer, "you like that, don't you?"

He worshipped on his knees at the altar of her ravishing obscenity, plowing into her greedily for the orgasm he so desperately wanted to offer her, "come for me, angel." His sweet voice echoed in her brain.

"Satoru~", the scene before his eyes as she unravelled again was something he could never forgot. He loved every second of it. So much that he came undone. "I'll get you a pill, sweetheart".

They panted as he pulled out, a swirl of hot breaths forming between them. He placed his forehead against hers, trying to digest what had just happened, "Oh, what a beautiful mess you are for me."

He felt his energy come back to him, he felt his limitless activate again. He pulled back and stood at the edge of the bed as he watched her glazed visage sprawled on his sheets. His eyes went foggy when he realised how good she looked.

"So beautiful." He whispered to himself.

Satoru had the idea of the century. He used his reverse cursed technique in the most fascinating way he'd ever thought of. His pupils dilated as a mischievous smirk clouded his face.

She gasped as his girth sprung back up, realising what he'd used that elite technique for. An unholy resurrection. His thick shaft was now up in its full glory, twitching for her attention once again.

He wanted her again. And again. The bottomless, insatiable hunger he'd begun to experience was terrifying. And mostly torturous.

"Get on your knees for me, baby." He said with such gentleness she couldn't disobey. And when she did as she was told, he saw his juices drip out of her, "Oh, god~".

His fingers dove into her, filling her up once again, "Fucking gorgeous." A breathy moan escaped her lips, knowing she wouldn't be able to walk for another week.

His fingers moved inside her as his free hand stroked his length, already eager to push it back into her.

Darkness clouded his eyes when he realised how good she looked in that position, "I hope you've eaten well, angel." He was going to shamelessly spend all of her energy. "You remember the safe words?"

"I do", a soft whimper that didn't even sound like hers anymore.

"Good." His eyes darkened further as his voice dropped to a new level of bass she didn't know his throat could even produce. His bellend restlessly teased her core again, "because when I'm done with you, sweetheart, you won't be walking anytime soon."