Satoru Gojo X Reader

Teenagers that don't care (m x f)

Satoru's fingers filled the crevices of your own hand, holding you close to his chest while the moonlight filtered in from dusty curtains. Finding a somewhat cozy room in this abandoned building was a challenge for you two, but being able to lay on an old mattress with your head on his shoulder paid off that hard work.

"Damn, you think Yaga's wondering where the hell we are?" Satoru snickered by your ear, his other hand fiddling with your strands.

He was never one to keep his hands off of you.

"Probably,"

"Hmph. Guess we'll deal with that tomorrow,"

His lips found themselves on the side of your neck, trailing up towards the skin below your earlobe. He took a moment or two nibbling on the sensitive skin, then his breath against your flesh made you shiver in the cold room. He then held you closer.

"But..."

His voice was low in your ear.

"I think I've got a problem that's bothering me now,"

Satoru's free hand was now trailing down to your hip. His cold fingertips slid under your shirt, and made you flinch.

"And what's that?"

"You,"

His fingers slipped under the elastic of your underwear. He smirked at your gasp, and continued to trail kisses along your skin down to your shoulder.

"You're wearing too much."

"Well yeah- This place isn't exactly clean."

"Hm,"

He mumbled against the skin of your neck, his thumb gently rolling over the thin material of your underwear. He moved his head in close your earlobe, his hot breath making your nerves fire.

His hand was gently squeezing your sensitive flesh below his, and it made you clench around nothing when his thumb traced over your clothed clit.

"You're really warm,"

He said against your ear, his voice low. He nipped at your earlobe, his teeth gently tugging on sensitive skin. Satoru's thumb found your clit once again, and he began to rub circles over it, pushing the thin material against it.

"You're such a fucking tease..."

"And you don't seem to complain,"

He teased, taking the opportunity to press a kiss to your cheek. His hand continued to roll over the sensitive spot, the constant pressure making you dizzy. The soft fabric was becoming damp, and you could feel the heat between your thighs making his thumb move easier.

"Is there something you want, my sweet?"

He purred by your ear, his teeth gently grazing over the skin. Satoru's index and middle fingers curled in, and the very tips started to push passed the elastic of your underwear, almost reaching your warmth.

"For you to stop teasing."

"Hmm,"

Satoru replied with a mocking tone. He pushed the elastic aside and his fingers pushed in. They only gave a slow movement, pushing into your hole with soft moans from your own lips. His other hand slid lower from around your waist, and squeezed the flesh of your hip, a pleased smirk on his lips.

"You're so hot,"

His breath was hot, and his deep groan made your spine shiver. He pressed a trail of kisses from your neck to your shoulder, before making his way back to your neck. Satoru's fingers pressed deeper, his thumb circling over your clit still.