Bound In Love's Curse [Gojo Satoru x Female Readers]

47 ~ Forty-Seven 🔞

[A]t first, the kiss was tentative, a delectable exploration into the depths of each other's desires.

His lips, unexpectedly soft, sparked a flame within you that swiftly grew into an inferno.

Exhaling against your mouth, he seemed to release a tension he'd been holding.

His touch was gentle yet intense, electrifying every nerve in your body.

It was a revelation, leaving you breathless and... hungry for more.

As understanding dawned upon you, the world seemed to shift, and you were consumed by the sensation.

But the fleeting moment only fueled your desire for him.

Now, with newfound confidence, he deepened the kiss, his movements bolder and more assertive.

Your arms instinctively reached out, fingers pressing against the solid warmth of his chest, a futile attempt to push him away, your heart pounding beneath his touch.

Sensing your resistance, he deftly captured your wrists, effortlessly pinning them above your head.

With a fluid motion, he secured them using his white blindfold, to ensure your hands remained still.

"Relax, babe," he murmured against your lips, his voice low and husky. "Let me take care of you, hm?"

His words grazed your skin, sending shivers down your spine as you melted under his ministration, his words.

Breathing together, he devoured your lips again as though he were starved.

You attempted to calm the chaos within you by taking a deep breath, but-

He wouldn't relent, his pearl-white teeth sinking into your lower lip, eliciting an involuntary gasp from you.

"Gojo," you panted his name, a blend of coldness and desperation lacing your voice, as you attempted to stop his advances.

The situation needed to be halted before you both crossed a line you shouldn't.

Yet, it seemed he paid no heed to reason, each kiss escalating in intensity, pushing boundaries you weren't sure you were ready to cross.

"S-satoru," you tried again, but his lips trailed a path along your cheeks, the corners of your mouth, and the mole beneath your lips, leaving you unable to form coherent words.

Another gasp escaped your lips as your head involuntarily tilted upward, offering him better access to your neck.

Your heart raced, your breath coming in heavy pants, and the heat between your legs grew unbearable.

With a firm grip on your backside and your hands pinned above you, he effortlessly lifted you, your legs instinctively wrapping around his narrow waist.

Pressing you against the door with a rough slam, his now hardened shaft pressed against your middle, drawing another moan from your lips.

"You crave my dominance, don't you?" he asserted, his voice low and authoritative, his warm breath teasing against your neck. "Stop resisting and give in to me, Y/N."

"You're—" you whispered, your voice barely audible as his lips trailed another path of warmth alongside your skin. "—being quite difficult right now."

He thrust against you again with a force that made you catch your breath, your waist squirming under his relentless pressure.

It was almost exhilarating.

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly against your skin, his captivating gaze meeting yours with a hint of playful challenge. "Are you going to keep up this act, or do I need to remind you who's in charge here?"

God damned. He sounded so sexy... and dangerous.

You gritted your teeth, fighting the urge to give in to the stirring arousal within you, and involuntarily clamped your legs together.

"Tsk," he clicked his tongue disapprovingly, withdrawing from the door before nudging against you once more.

The sensation against your clothed cunt was delectable, nearly causing your eyes to roll back in pleasure.

With a smooth motion, he shifted away from the door, guiding you towards one of the sofas with a gentle yet firm touch, his lips lingering tantalizingly against your neck.

As your back collided with the couch, you instinctively tried to create distance, perplexed by his strength.

Why was he always so overpowering?

His intense blue gaze caught the flicker of your resistance, evoking a dark, seductive chuckle from him. Gripping your ankle firmly, he pulled you closer, his lips crashing against yours with an intensity that left you breathless.

Boldly, his tongue sought entrance, engaging in a silent duel with yours before triumphantly dominating with relentless suction.

As he released your tongue, all resistance dissolved, leaving you sprawled on the couch, flushed and panting, your senses overwhelmed with ecstasy.

"God, I love it when they resist. Makes the victory sweeter," he remarked with a hint of amusement, shrugging off his dark blue sorcerer jacket to reveal a tight-fitting short-sleeve black turtleneck that accentuated his muscular physique.

Your breath caught as your gaze lingered on his sculpted muscles and abs, tracing down to the v-line peeking from his waistband.

"Enjoying the view, sweetheart?" he teased, his cocky smirk accentuated by the trail his hand traced along your bare, left thigh, eliciting goosebumps along your skin.

You shuddered, attempting to look away, but his grip on your cheek forced your gaze back to him.

"Don't look away," he commanded, his tone authoritative, his blue eyes piercing into yours. "Right now, these eyes only see you."

Your breath hitched, feeling a surge of desire as your body responded to his dominance.

"That's it," he praised. "Keep those eyes on me while I show you heaven, hm? I'm going to fuck you senseless."

A hint of annoyance prickled within you at how effortlessly he could provoke your body.

Clenching your teeth, you narrowed your gaze at him, defiance in your eyes. "Senseless? Hah...Sounds like nonsense to me."

"Hmm, is that so?" He smirked softly, his hand exerting subtle pressure against your core, causing your hips to buckle involuntarily.

A frustrated groan escaped you. He was being insufferably cocky.

"Seems like my nonsense is getting under your skin, babe," he remarked, his fingers sliding beneath the fabric of your skirt. As they approached your center, you couldn't help but sigh. "You're quite worked up, aren't you?"

"Ugh, just..." You attempted to protest, but he silenced you with another kiss.

Intense and passionate, it left you breathless.

His fingers teased you delicately, causing you to squirm, a soft groan escaping your lips.

You were in deep trouble. You realized a bit too late.