Keep It Professional

6) You drive me crazy

Warning for the chapter!
There is scenes of smut/nsfw please do not read if this makes you uncomfortable.

The rest of the night was pretty much a blur from then really. You remember drink after drink and dance after dance, the closer and closer the three of you became. You remember Geto holding your hand and spinning you around in front of him then passing your hand to Gojo who would always pull you in closer for a more intimate dance. His hands would hold your waist, you would have your back to him, you both would sway to the music. Any time near Gojo, you were certain his hands were on you and you loved it – it felt like they belonged to be there, like the slight curve in your spine was moulded just for his touch.

You had the best time at the bar, but the guys decided to switch up the location taking you to a club nearby. You walked together down the pavement in between the two of them as Gojo wrapped his hand around your lower back.

Gojo would whisper things to make you flustered throughout the night to which Geto would laugh at your reactions to, it seemed to you his heart was warmed to see someone so important to him after all the years you've known each other be so happy.

When you reached the club, you of course ordered one drink, then the second then the third with Gojo offering to pay for every. single. one. Even when you would cheap out, he would change your order to the most expensive brand.

"Nothing but the best for you" He would say as he tapped his card, you had no idea how much he was spending on you but the warm buzz from the alcohol in your blood mixed with the happiness of the night made everything feel right.

It got late and you all decided to share a taxi together, you dropped Geto home first since he was the closest and he thanked you both for the night.

"You're coming out again next week right y/n?" He asked as he was getting out the car.

"Is that even a question? We've gotta drag Shoko as well one way or the other." You said in response.

"Absolutely. Get home safe! See you Monday!" He shouted back racing towards his apartment building as you waved him bye leaning over Gojo through the window from your seat in the middle.

"Where to next miss?" The taxi driver asked you. You turned to Gojo with a soft smile plastered across your face, he read your look instantly and started to give the driver the address and directions to his building.

You both thanked the driver as you climbed from the middle seat out of the car through Gojo's door that he held open waiting for you. He helped you drunkenly walk towards his apartment building and into the elevator.

You reached the floor and entered his home – it was massive and the view of the city from his windows, it took your breath away. The lights lit up the city and cars drove through the streets looking like ants from how high you were. You could see for miles and miles away. As you observed the view, Gojo had turned on the few lamps filtered in the room to set the atmosphere.

He walked behind you and enveloped himself into a hug from behind. Now you were finally alone you could tend to the insatiable hunger for each other you both had been building all night.

You turned around to face each other and quickly came crashing into each other once more without even expressing a word. He was quick to place his hands on your body and your ass whilst you pushed off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. You slowly popped one button, then the next, then the next making him grow impatient as your touch was taking to long to reach his bare skin. He took your hands in his and forced you to rip the buttons off. They each popped and hit the floor taking you by surprise he was so reckless – especially with the shirt that was most definitely an expensive designer brand. You quickly slid it off his shoulders and crashed into his lips once more.