❝I respectfully decline, alphas. ❞
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➽ 𝘞𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌 you're a maid, trying to live your life in peace, but you end up catching the attention of the notorious alphas.
ᴊᴊᴋᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜsﾒғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
↝ ℜ𝔶𝔬𝔪𝔢�...
"Suguruu," Satoru sang as he strolled toward the hot spring. "How long are you gonna be in here f—"
Gojo's words died in his throat the second he stepped inside, his eyes widening. His jaw nearly hit the floor as he took in the sight before him—Y/N and Geto, lips inches apart, breaths mingling, a scene far too intimate to mistake for anything else.
"Oh my god!"Gojo gasped dramatically, slapping a hand over his mouth in mock horror. "You nasty dog, couldn't control yourself, huh?"
The words hit like a gong, and you scrambled away from Geto, your chest heaving as you tried to process what just happened. Your pulse pounded in your ears, your face burning hotter than the springs around you.
Geto, on the other hand, looked entirely unbothered, rolling his neck with a low grunt of irritation. "Tsk, Satoru. Do you always have to interrupt?"
Gojo stepped further into the steamy space, pointing a finger accusingly at his best friend. "Interrupt my fucking ass! You broke the agreement." His tone was sharp, his usually playful edge tinged with annoyance. "No one touches the omega until she's stretched."
''Agreement?" you sputtered, your voice cracking as you whipped your head between them. "What agreement?!"
Neither of them answered you, their eyes locked in a silent, charged standoff. It was like you weren't even there anymore.
Finally, Geto smirked, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he leaned back casually. "Oh, relax, Satoru. I didn't do anything she didn't enjoy."
Your breath hitched, and you clenched your fists, torn between wanting to scream and wanting to drown yourself in the springs to escape the embarrassment.
You gathered what little composure you had left and asked firmly, "What agreement?"
Satoru sighed deeply, his playful demeanor vanishing as he turned serious. "All the alphas made an agreement that until you're stretched, you're not to be intimately touched in any way."He shot a sharp glare at Geto, a mix of annoyance and something else—something darker, jealousy—flashing in his eyes.
Suguru simply shrugged, his expression calm and almost amused.
"What is 'stretching'?" you asked, voice tight with a mix of confusion and frustration.
Satoru didn't hesitate, his tone direct. "Exactly what it sounds like. You use dildos to stretch your pussy."
You froze. The air around you seemed to thicken as the weight of his words settled in. Your mind struggled to process the meaning, but the implication was unmistakable. The room grew silent, the tension so thick it felt like you were suffocating in it.
"HUH?!" you exclaimed, eyes wide as you tried to wrap your mind around what had just been said.
Geto, ever the calm and collected one, shrugged nonchalantly. "As it stands, you wouldn't even be able to take three fingers, much less a cock. "
He glanced at you with a hint of amusement in his eyes, as if the whole situation were just another casual conversation.
You gapped, with a mix of embarrassment and outrage, your thoughts spiraling out of control. "W-What the hell, Geto?" you stammered, trying to find the words to express your disbelief.
Satoru's smirk returned, as if he found the whole situation amusing. ''We've already bought them too. Wanna see em?''
"No the fuck I do not!'' you snapped, turning your gaze away, your heart pounding in your chest. The sheer audacity of him left you speechless.
Geto, unfazed, leaned back against the rocks. "He's not wrong," he added with a lazy grin, his tone far too calm for the situation. '' Trust me, princess, you're gonna want to see them. To you know, mentally prepare yourself."
Not happening.
Oh, yeah," Satoru continued, his voice still laced with that playful yet sharp edge, "Nanami wanted to discuss something with us." His eyes flicked to Geto.
Geto sighed, stretching out his legs and pushing himself off the rocks. "Always so impatient." he muttered, as he stood up.
You gapped, mouth hanging open. That. Is not real. That's not real. It can't be. It would break me.
Geto's chuckle echoed in the small room as he noticed your lingering gaze. His eyes locked onto yours, and a mischievous smile tugged at his lips. " Wait till you see Sukuna's. Man its a menace," he said, his voice dripping with amusement.
Bigger than his?! I'm going to die...on a dick.
Gojo, never one to miss an opportunity, stifled a laugh as he walked past.
The room felt smaller as you processed his words and all you wanted was to escape. "This is insane," you muttered under your breath, trying to ignore the strange feelings crawling up your spine.
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