an; this chapter will contain sexual activity, be warned. It will be slightly longer than usual, hope you enjoy and thank you so much for reading so far!
If someone had told you a month ago that you'd be passionately making out with Satoru Gojo at his apartment you would of laughed in their face.
The last ten minutes you'd both been locked in an amorous exchange only pausing occasionally to catch a breath. His soft lips moulded into yours, parting them with his tongue to venture into your mouth. This felt very different to the alcohol fueled encounter of a week prior, every touch spoke a thousand words.
You began to slide down the cushions of the couch until he towered over you, both of his forearms encased your head whilst his hand continued to lovingly glide through your hair. Your hands had a mind of their own as they wandered up his muscular biceps, back across his chest and down his toned abdomen. You bit your lip nervously as he was left hanging on your every move. Leaning towards you he placed a kiss on your forehead and began peppering his lips along your jawline and working down your neck. You giggled out of pure bliss, the feeling of his skin on yours was indescribable.
"Am I dreaming?" He uttered softly into your collarbone between pecks. "I sure hope not" you hushed. Grabbing the back of his neck you pulled him in until your lips met once more, your tongue edged into his mouth taking control. Pulling away you then caught his bottom lip between your teeth and gave it a playful tug. Before you could release it he messily planted his mouth back onto yours, unwilling to let you get away that easy.
"Are we going to do this in the living room all night or are we going to go somewhere more private?" You quizzed him. He grinned in response, that was all he needed to hear. Leaping up off the sofa he hoisted you up onto his chest, wrapping your legs around his waist for support. His hands found your bum, playfully squeezing it as he carried you into his room.
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Using one hand Satoru was able to find the light switch, turning it gently to keep the amber lights dim. His bedroom was immaculate, a gorgeous dark stained oak bedframe was situated against the centre back wall. Opposite the bed was a long row of built in wardrobes, the doors to which were floor to ceiling mirrors. It internally made you laugh, such a self assured Gojo thing to have - clearly so he could shag prior girlfriends and have different angles to watch it at. He delicately laid you onto his bed ensuring to take a long look at his future wife - he didn't want to count his lucky stars yet though. He knew he still had a long way to go before marriage was a spoken about subject.
"Are you sure you want to do this? He made it clear he wanted your consent before continuing any further. "Yes" you verbalised whilst nodding. Within seconds he pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing his bare chest. Oh my fucking god. He was so damn hot.
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