SixEyed | Gojo Satoru {cam boy} {18+}

.𝙄𝙣 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬

Satoru had carried you to your bedroom, pushing your body backwards against the cold wood door. Your hand reached below yourself to lock the door, not wanting another repeat of this morning to happen.

Your legs hugging his waist tightly, his hands gripping tightly into the flesh of your ass. Neither of you wanting to break the close contact with each other.

The whole scene looked sloppy, but in a way romantic.

Like two lovers seeing the other after months of being away. It's exactly what it felt like too. Satoru had been keeping a close eye on you for months. Not feeling hopeful for an interaction with you, especially after the last time he had seen you and Shoko.

To which you were almost completely ignoring him. He just would not stop staring at you with those damned eyes.

That's when you had a weird dream about him. The two of you were in a field of flowers, a blanket beneath your two bodies, and a dark sky. It seemed like you were stargazing. But all you could admire was the handsome man beside you.

The way his eyes almost glowed under the moonlight, and the way his chest rose and fell with such calmness.

Honestly the feeling was weird, you had woken up from your sleep with a harsh pant. Have you developed feelings for this so-called womanizer?

The position you were in right now made it seem surreal. Everything felt weird.

Of course you wanted this with him right now, you could not turn down a hookup after going months without a man's touch. Which, yes sounds desperate but you could feel the pent up stress building. It was almost as tall as a two story building. You need a release. Sadly, Gojo is the man to do it.

Satoru pressed your hips down in a sudden movement, breaking you from the trance of emotions. The friction made you exhale softly, almost a whisper.

He pulled away from your neck, removing his lips with a string of saliva connecting your skin to his. "Do you still want to?" He said breathlessly.

You nodded your head and tilted it softly to the side. Confusion coming across your face.

"I do... Why'd you ask?" You mumble. Feeling just as breathless as him. The foreplay was getting your aching thighs and your clothed sex as needy as ever. Damn you really needed this.

Gojo shifted his weight and spun you around. Taking you to your bed. Then turning around and sitting on the edge of it, now putting you in his lap.

"You spaced out, and I wanted to make sure." He gave a soft smile. You didn't think he'd be like this, after what he said earlier, how he promised to make you forget everything but his name. It was odd seeing him so... Sweet?

This was basic human decency. Something your ex was never keen on, Satoru was treating you like you mattered right now. Which made your cunt throb. It really didn't take much to turn you on anymore. The man underneath you being Satoru, didn't make it too hard either.

You nodded your head and leaned in to kiss his lips. "I want this." You mumble against his now open mouth.

His hands shifted across your torso, one staying against the plush of your ass, while the other traveled under your shirt.

A soft grin spread across Satoru's face, lifting your shirt up to reveal your chest.

Once you realized why he was grinning, embarrassment wept over you. "I didn't expect-" Gojo cut you off quickly. Putting a tender kiss on the laced hem of your bralette. "It's hot." He murmured through kisses.

You truly didn't expect to have sex with Satoru while he was over, you just hadn't done any laundry and the only bra and underwear that was clean in your dresser... Was a matching lace set.