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

55 ~ Fifty-Five

[R]ushing down the hallway, Gojo Satoru's intense gaze bore into your back, his presence almost tangible even from a distance.

Before you could register anything, a firm grip seized your arm, halting you abruptly.

Without warning, you found yourself pressed against the wall, the suddenness of the action catching you off guard.

"What the heck do you think you're doing—" you began to protest, but his lips crashed onto yours, drowning out your words with a surge of passion.

It took a moment to gather your bearings, but soon you found yourself swept away by his fervor, your resistance fading as his lips moved hungrily against yours.

The kiss was wild and unrestrained, desire coursing through your veins as his hands explored your body, setting you ablaze.

Lost in the moment, you surrendered to his touch, the world fading into obscurity as you were being consumed.

But, as abruptly as it had began, the kiss ended, leaving you breathless and dizzy with desire.

Blinking up at him, you struggled to regain your composure as he leaned back slightly, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.

You realized his blindfold was absent, his blue eyes now visible.

You couldn't help but wonder if he had deliberately removed it, knowing the effect his gaze had on you.

"W-What... are you doing?" you managed to gasp out, still reeling from the intensity of the kiss.

He chuckled softly, his voice dripping with masked desire. "I do have a knack for surprises," he replied, his gaze smoldering. "So, did you miss me, babe?"

Rolling your eyes, you tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. "Move."

"Are you mad at me or something?" His voice dripped with huskiness, a deliberate tease as he caged you between his arms. Then leaning in, he breathed into your ear, "Came back as fast as I could to keep my promise."

"I'm not interested in playing your games," you informed him firmly, hoping to push him away, but he only chuckled in response.

"You truly are a cold one, Y/N," he said, his voice low and filled with amusement as he emphasized your name.

The way he spoke sent shivers down your spine, stirring an ache between your legs.

Suddenly, memories of that intoxicating sensation of having him between your legs and eating you out, flooded your mind. But you fought the urge to show any sign of weakness, refusing to give him any kind of satisfaction.

"And if I am?" you challenged flatly, narrowing your eyes at him. "You didn't think I'd be here waiting for you forever, while you're off gallivanting wherever you please."

"Oh, babe, is that what's got you so worked up, hmm?" Gojo Satoru leaned in, his lips teasingly brushing against yours after each word, as if trying to coax you and soothe your anger. "You're really upset 'cause I wasn't around? Missed me bad, didn't you?"

You hated to admit he had a point, but there was a bigger issue at hand.

His closeness was reigniting the fire between your legs, but you resisted, pressing your fingers against his chest.

"Don't think you can just stroll back into my life and expect things to be normal," you asserted.

He flashed a playful grin, undeterred.

"Who said anything about normal, huh?" he purred, his voice low and enticing. "Normal's boring, don't you think?"

Your eyes narrowed, refusing to fall for his charm.

"I'm not one of your passing flings, Gojo Satoru."

He leaned back, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that hinted at dark emotions brewing beneath the surface.

It was as if he was restraining himself from tearing into you right then and there, not giving a damn about who might witness the two of you going at it in the hallway.

"I never said you were, babe," he replied, his gaze piercing. "But we both know there's unfinished business between us."

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, and shook your head, refusing to be manipulated.

"I don't have time for this. I have responsibilities, and you're not one of them."

He tilted his head, a sly smirk playing on his lips.

"We'll see about that, won't we?" he said cryptically, before stepping back, albeit slightly.

You watched him cautiously, knowing this wasn't the end.

With Gojo Satoru, you never knew what to expect. Although he was pretty straightforward when it came to his wants and needs, the guy loved the chase.

He lived for it.

As you tried to slip away from the tight space he'd created, he grabbed your elbow, his touch sending tingles down your spine.

Leaning in close, he whispered in your ear deliciously.

"Can't let you go just yet," he murmured sexily. "Got a little surprise from Tokyo for you. Make sure to enjoy it, but save some for me, m'kay?"

His words left you both intrigued and flustered.

You swallowed nervously as he released his hold and sauntered away, his chuckles fading into the distance like a sweet melody.

Once again, he was the one to walk away first, leaving you feeling flustered, heated, and downright annoyed at how easily you fell for him.