𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓇 | Gojo SatoruxOC

𝟦𝟪- 𝒦𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓊

I tried to control myself the whole time, like an idiot, resisting the urge to jump on him and strangle him.

 So he's telling me that he did all this because he was scared? I somehow believed him... 

I relented as his soft lips pressed against mine. Time and space no longer existed for me.

 He didn't ask me what I did with them, if I was in cahoots with them, or what I had been up to... No, he accepted me. 

The moment he saw me as his savior made me feel like a flower in bloom. He pulled down my pants, and I did the same to him in the urgency of the situation. His hands roamed my body, touching every part, inhaling my scent as if he could absorb me with his nose.

He kissed me gently at first, then, as if reaching for something more, he pushed me against the wall and kissed me harder. His lips were warm and soft, his hair brushing against my face. I tried to focus. His mouth, combined with the way his hand slid down my arm, was all too much. So much. So good. I whimpered. As soon as the sound left my mouth, he pressed me harder against the wall. His left hand caressed my cheek while his right hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. His hard body pressed against mine. He bit my lip lightly, blood oozing out, and pain quickly turned into greater pleasure. 

My knees were knocking together, and my heart was beating so fast I couldn't understand why it was still working. He kissed away the pain, the hurt, the years of self-loathing, the insecurities, the dashed hopes for a future I always pictured as obsolete. His lips kissed me along my chin, my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. I gasped for air as his lips touched my stomach. He stood up again and spun me around to face the skeletons.

 I should still hate him... I should push him away, but I can't, just as I know he can't either. 

His body pressed against mine from behind. He moved my hair aside and kissed down my shoulder. I bit my lip to suppress a whimper.

 I wanted more, damn it, and I felt how wet I was becoming. 

My hands balled into fists. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist and pinned me to the ground. He lowered his head between my legs, as if he could read my mind. 

He whispered breathlessly and red-faced, "Spread your legs nicely for me as part of the apology."

 I hesitated but couldn't control my body and spread my legs, trembling with lust. When his tongue brushed over my clitoris, I was startled. My stomach twisted with sensation. I tried to grasp the ground, but there were only hard skeletons. I arched my back as his tongue continued to stroke me, but his fingers came into play, entering me in a slow rhythm. 

The moisture dripped down my buttocks. He pulled away briefly with a deep groan, like harmony that ignited a fire in me. 

He sounded so desperate for me that the world spun around my head. "Damn, Kanna..." 

He pressed his tongue against me again, and I felt myself nearing the edge. But just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly turned me around. I was so damn angry and desperate that I couldn't break free. 

I turned my head, almost crying, "Gojo!" 

His grin twisted my heart, and he suddenly pulled me by the hair, forcing me to look forward. 

He sounded dangerously, "First, I need to punish you a bit for making me suffer too."

 I gritted my teeth in rage, my hands balled into fists, and just as I was about to scream my soul out at him, "YOU DAMN BASTARD-" he entered me, and I no longer knew right from left. 

Oxygen ceased to exist. I thought my eyes rolled back. He pulled out, and my body relaxed, but then, aggressively, he entered me again. I screamed out in pleasure and satisfaction. I became pudding. He breathed heavily, in and out, whimpering so hard I wanted to wrap him around me completely to silence him. I turned around while he was still inside me. He bit his lip, looking surprised.

 I sat on his lap, my soft breasts against his. He wrapped his arms around me. I moved my hips in a pleasant rhythm, up and down. The sound of our bodies against each other filled the room. His eyes rolled back, and he kissed along my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt him growing thicker. Our bodies sweated with lust. We were both so close. I leaned my head back, relaxed. 

He let out a loud whimper and fell backward, sprawling and breathing heavily, "You are real."

 I laughed, "Your stupid comments haven't changed."

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 We sat like that for a while before getting dressed again. He cuddled up to me, his head on my chest like a child. I ran my fingers through his hair. 

He closed his eyes, "How do we get out of here now?"

 I grinned at him, "There are two options."

 He looked up, surprised, his chin on my chest.

 "Plan A: We wait until the others find the other half of the prison, or Plan B: I neutralize it with my technique."

 His eyes widened, and his lips turned into a smirk, "As much as I'd love to stay here with you for the rest of my life and dive into your soul, we unfortunately have to save a few kids."

 I smiled at him.