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JJK men when you think they would hurt you (But they wouldn't) Part 2

TW: Unestablised past where someone hurt you physicaly enough to leave a mental scar

INCLUDING: YUTA AND GOJOOOOOO

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♡Yuta♡

"Ah-" you said feeling a wound open on your side, you had just fought to the last ounce of your strength in Shiburyia making it out alive but not unscaved. You almost believe to death and it not been for Yuta, who was currently out getting you some more supplies. You lied on the bed feeling guilty and helpless. You watched people die, you got injured and Yuta is stuck looking after you until you heal, he could be saving people right now he's so much stronger then you. If only you had been stronger, and knew it was impossible in that moment but you didn't want to burden everyone, especially not Yuta.

"God. Curse this world." You heard angery muttering at the door. Yuta must have returned.

You jear him throw something hard at a wall making a thump. You swallowed, your the reason he felt irritated right? Your the one holding him back aren't you?

The next sound you hear is something smaching, shatter pieces of the object bouncing across the ground and more angery muttering.

"Yuta...are you okay?" You said steadily getting up and walking toward the noise.

"DOSE IT SOUND LIKE IM OKAY Y/N??" He yelled throwing the pieces he picked up back onto the ground.

"I WORKED MY BUTT OF IN AFROCA TO GET STRONGER AND HERE I AM, HES CUBED, HE GOT DAM CUNED AND I CAMT DO ANYTHI G ABOUT IT!" He yells looking at you.

You shut your eyes trying to keep your mind sound. It's okay it's okay it's okay it will blow over.

Before you knew it Yuta walked over to you frustrated going to pick up the broken pieces that landed near you, only making you freeze before he suddenly got to close making you flinch.

He stoped.

Did you...just flinch? Did you flinch because of him? Did you think he was going to hurt you?

"I-" his mouth kept opening but nothing came out .

Feeling helpless he tried to communicate though hand signals, raing his hand at eye level making you step back quickly against the wall.

"No Y/N it's not-its not like that, I would never hurt you." He said with his own tears welling.

You broke down.

"I know Yuta, I know you would never but it's just, I can't help it!" Your eyes looked at him spill out all the tears you felt build up the whole week.

He searches your face desperately for any sort of forgiveness, anything that would let him wipe your tears away. You let your head slump over into your hands when you felt his hand gently touch your waist, making you hiss in pain.

His hand flinched back seeing your blood stain through your shirt, how did he not see this beofre, it was just a big red patch that he was to angery to notice.

"Look Y/N I'm going to use my reverse curse technique on you okay? Can I just touch your waist?" He asked desperate for you answer.

You nodded through tears, he gently touched you like you would break under his hand, and slowly you felt your side healing up.

"'M sorry.." my mumbled falling onot his arms out of exhaustion.

"No, I'm sorry" he said pressing a kiss to your head.

▪︎Gojo▪︎

You sat in his apartment waiting g for him, dinner on the stove turning cold. You noticed that Gojo had been more stressed lately being put on more mission and preventing Yutas execution. As a result his funny demior began to diminish.

You heard the door slowly creak open and a tall body walked into the kitchen slumped over.

"Satoru? Are you okay? I made dinner if you want me to heat that up for you or I could-"

"JUST SHUT UP FOR A MOMENT Y/N"

The room was silent. Your hands trembled as you got up.

"Okay, I'll be in our room if you need anythjng" you said about to walk of when

"I NEED A GODAMN BREAK, I DONT SEE YOU GOING ON MISSIONS ANYMORE? WHAT HAPPENED HUH? GET WITH ONE OF THE ELDERS OR SOMETHING BECAHSE NOW ALL YOUR WORK IS GOING TO ME, BUT IM THE STRONGEST, I CAN LIVE WITH THAT RIGHT!?" He yelled ripping his blind fold off and slaming his hand into the kitchen counter.

You flinched, ripping at the ends of your sleves you tried to say something but nothing would come out.

He noticed you flinch with his 6 eyes making him feel guilty immediately. He had just put you in the most uncomfortable position and practically acused you of cheating, yet you didn't defend your self or even talk back.

He turned around facing to taking fast steps toward you before his hand reached out to take a strand of your hair when he heard you whimper

"no, please, no" your eyes screwed shut and face turning to the side, away from Gojo.

He stoped pulling his hand back.

"Did someone hurt yoy before." He asked trying to get your eyes back onto him.

"It was along time ago...in sorry I can't help it..." You sighed tears slowly falling as you stared at the floor, your hands now angry ripping at the hemm of your shirt.

"I'm sorry." He sighed again reaching his hand out to you, but you flinched back again, realising you were now cornered.

"I-i know you won't hurt me it's just, I can't help it anymore Satoru, I want to forget about it, I want to be normal and love you like a normal person, I'm sorry, please just forgive me." you slid down the wall pulling your knees to your chest and burring you head into them.

Gojo was taken aback. He was the one who should be apologiseing right now, he should be the one begging you for your forgiveness, it wasn't right.

"Y/N" He said slowly going down to your level.

"I'm so sorry, I should be asking for your forgiveness, you love me more then I could ever imagine anyone else, you love me more then a normal person would ok a relationship, your to good for me, please forgive me. " He said.

You turned to him with the most decimated expressin Gojo thought the was going to find the person who hurt you and kill them, but you came first.

"Satoru, I'm tired" you say.

"So am I" he gets up only to pick you up bridal style carrying you into into bed room as he softly cried, face nestled into his neck.

"I love you more then you could ever imagen" He chokes out feeling guilty for everything he had done.

"I-I love you to" you say still crying slightly arms wrapped around his neck.

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHORS NOTE: idk I might make another part but I got 1 more fic to finish...the Angst Gojo fic haunts me right now. Any ways that's for reading.

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snnbnny · 2 years

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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.Jealousy is an Alphabet Soup Made of Booze and Bozos₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

->the edited edition pairing: S. Gojo x reader, slight Y.Itadori x reader + one shot. c/w: bartender Yuuji, business man and colleague Satoru, they're all idiots, from angst to fluffy smut, afab and fem aligned but not exactly stated reader, Alcohol consumption is mentioned heavily but not actually shown, Friends With Benefits, IRL AU, Mentions of Heartbreak, they're all idiots, Jealousy, soft and emotional sex, Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Fingering, master honorific, Squirting, Counter Sex, Overstimulation.

Ringing, ringing, click. “This is Satoru Gojo, leave a message~, or not.”

“Gojoooooo, hi-” You murmured in an almost guilty tone into the phone whose speaker was way too close to your mouth. “Uhm, if you g- *hiccup*- get this message c-could you please come to the uhm-’Flying Dutchman Brew-brewing Company?’… ‘m sorry I jus’, I didn’t know who else to call and and- yeah, p-please hurry.” You were on the brink of crying, sitting at a corner table of this unfamiliar bar alone and drunk.

You weren’t someone who would normally do something like this. This was the first time you had let yourself be coerced by your friends to go out and just drink and drink and drink. You honestly couldn’t recall what led up to this point and all the shenanigans that had taken place during the night, 3 A.M. in a medium-full bar and coming down from one hell of a buzz alone with no purse in sight just a phone at 34% and a minor sense of dread. You didn’t want to call him of all people, but in actuality, you didn’t have many other options- all of your friends were out with you when the night began, and where they went wasn’t of relevance to you since the traitors abandoned you. You didn’t have any family who lived close by. So the last resort your drunk mind could conjure was Satoru Gojo.

For clarification, Gojo and you had been seeing each other on and off for a couple of months- also someone above you in your company, a fact you were unaware of when you first started seeing him. You wouldn’t call it dating, hookups with random moments of tenderness, and even just hanging out sometimes, but you had quickly developed feelings for the charming man despite an agreement to keep it casual. Almost three weeks ago whatever you two had, had ended. What happened? Well, you discovered he was seeing this executive, seeing him more seriously than he was seeing you, and you couldn’t help the jealousy that bubbled in your chest. You picked a nonsensical fight over something else- Long story short, this was the first time you had any form of contact with him since you stormed out of his apartment after (well, technically during) said fight. You had actively avoided him during work and didn’t check the messages he sent you. It was hard on you though, emotionally it felt like a break-up with a long-term partner after finding out they were cheating on you- heartbreaking. You had been wallowing and wallowing until you were dragged out to drink tonight, and see where it got you. Right back into the lanky man’s arms, in a way.

“Hey ma’am?” the kind bartender that was tending you that night asked, his apron was nowhere in sight instead he had a satchel hanging from his strong shoulders. “Do you have a ride home? I’m sorry to bother you, I had just noticed that the people you were with had left and you look pretty sad- hey hey don’t cry-” This poor guy was your tipping point, he was mid-sentence when a sob had escaped you. You had started to break down, sure you were an emotional person but over the year you had managed to get it under control but between the situation, exhaustion, and the lingering alcohol in your system- you were fragile at the time.

“I’-I’m sorry, I’m okay.” Despite your shaky reassurance, he sat down across the table with a soft smile. He was pretty, his most striking feature was his spiky pink hair and wide hopefully brown eyes.

“ ‘names Yuji Itadori, but please call me Yuji.” He smiled brightly.

You sniffed, a pause in the new conversation before you realized he was silently asking for your name, which you stuttered out, “ It’s nice ta meet y-you.”

“You too, pretty. You were on the phone just now, right? Is someone on their way for you?” He was talking to you almost like you were a lost child, but you honestly didn’t mind, the company was keeping your mind off of reality. How likely is it that Gojo was awake? Even if he was, would he even bother to listen to your message or come?

You just gave Yuji a hopeless smile and shrugged, “Don’ think so. He didn’t pick up. Pro-probably won’t even get the message.” For a second you saw the man tense at the mention of a man.

The tenseness was momentary, swiftly taken over by sympathy which was taking up more and more of his handsome features, “Your boyfriend? If it is a boyfriend I’m sure he’s on his way here if he loves you as I’m sure any sane man does.”

“N-no, he’s no-ot my boyfriend. Not even close, a col-colleague of sorts. But what do ya mean by ‘if he loves you as I’m sure any sane man does’?” You couldn’t help the question, looking at him almost doe-eyed.

An awkward chuckle escaped him, one that made you shiver a little. “Just that you’re pretty and really nice. I’m sure every person in your life, and in their right mind, really likes you.” A faint dusting of pink was splashed over his cheeks when he said that, scratching his chin with one finger while he looked at the wall.

It made you also blush and fidget, “I, uhm, thank you that i-is so sweet. you’re dashing yourself, Yuji.“ checking your phone to find no messages or calls from Gojo, although there was a picture of your friend Emily holding your purse apologizing for taking it. It’s been almost 15 minutes and you’ve lost most of your faint hope in the tall man you had called.

“Thanks,” he was sounding a little bashful. “But if he doesn’t show up in a bit is there a way you could get an uber or-?”

“No, my friend took my purse and-and keys. I’m totally s-stranded.” You sulked, letting your head fall into your arm on the table before coming back up. You could see the thoughts in his concerned brain when you looked back up. You felt guilty for burdening this poor bartender, he was kind enough to check on you when you returned that nicety with your hopeless sobs.

“I’d offer to let you stay at my place,” He began, hesitation in his tone. “But that’s kinda creepy, you don’t know me and I don’t know you… Stranger danger and all.”

You laughed and nodded at his statement, “Yeah, I-I meannn you seem real nice Yuji. B-but that seems like a, uh, last resort. Ya know?”

Yuji bobbed his head, his pink tufts bouncing with the movement. You noticed the faint sheen of sweat on his skin making him glimmer in the low light of the bar that was emptying slightly as you spoke with Itadori. “Let me keep you company, at least. Can’t leave a pretty thing like you alone in a bar like this.” You blushed and smiled as you nodded in agreement. The conversation fell to small talk, learning bits and pieces about each other. He loved movies and also doing impersonations. He showed you his interpretation of Tom Hanks in Castaway, which made you laugh.

Yuji was in the middle of telling you a story from when he was bit by a venomous snake on a trip to South America when your heart, which mind you was in overdrive already from the charismatic man in front of you, did a flip. A man had stormed through the bar’s entrance, an all too familiar beanpole with white hair that was messy. Gojo’s eyes flew all across the bar at lightning speed before they landed on yours, leading to him storm through the bodies in his way to reach you as quick as his gaze was before. He grabbed your face and started checking you over as soon as he was close enough.

“y/n are you alright, what the hell-?” Gojo started before noticing the guy across from you, dropping his hands at the sight of Itadori. “Well, hi there. So sorry was I interrupting something?”

The ice in his tone was cold enough to make you physically shiver, “Gojo, th-thank god. I had uhm, Ale took my purse and I did-didn’t have anyone else to call. Yuji was jus’ keepin me companyyy.” You couldn’t control your instincts which drove you to stand and hug Gojo, almost burying yourself in his chest. He was warm and smelt of sandalwood which was so comforting it made you wish to cry your eyes out, again. You were hurting a little inside, a dull ache in your chest. But who would it hurt to savor your chance to have sweet, wholesome contact? You, but you can blame the booze.

Gojo hesitantly reciprocated the hug, a faint sigh escaping his supple lips as his chin buried into your hair. You couldn’t see it, but Yuji had stiffed up at the sight of affection and his face had a sour expression for a second. It made Satoru want to chuckle but he held it in with the self-control he did have.

“If it-it’s not tooo much to ask uh,” You whispered up to the man, giving him puppy eyes when you pulled back a little making him smile faintly. “My keysssss, they’re in my purse, and I uh need a place to stay-”

“I figured, you can stay at my place. I’ve told you that before doll.” Gojo petted your head. In the past, you had the rare treat to see Satoru’s sweet and soft side but this was a whole new level. Maybe you were imagining it but he was being so delicate with you at the moment that made your heart pitter-patter more than it already was. “Common, it’s late. Don’t want you to pass out right here right now, don’t think the janitorial staff would be pleased.”

The normally jovial man started to guide you out of the bar with an arm around your shoulder before you stopped him, “Wwait, Yuji- I knowww we j-just met but, can I have your number?” You extended your phone with the contacts app open to Itadori who you were not standing right in front of. He took the phone with a glimmer in his eye at your statement. Handing it in after creating his little space on your phone. “I’ll- text you. Thank you Yuji Itadori.”

With that Gojo practically dragged you away and out of that establishment. You recognized Gojo’s new Toyota supra, colored the same blue as his eyes, parked right in front. In a no-parking zone, of course. He ushered you into the passenger’s seat, buckling your seatbelt for you before closing your door. You only murmured a thank you, instead of any protest for once, to which Satoru responded with a hum. Once settled in the relatively comfy seats, exhaustion hit you like a freight train. Gojo had only just pulled out of the spot when tiredness consumed you and you completely passed out.

—

You came too surrounded by light and a fluffy quilt wrapped haphazardly around your body. You laid there for a minute, savoring the perfect temperature and comfort level your body was at; but also the calmness in the air accompanied by only faint sounds of life outside the bedroom’s window wall. It took you a bit before the night before (and the mornings) memories flooded back to you, causing a groan to escape you and the faint headache to surface. You struggled out of your fluffy prison your sleep self had entrapped you in, when you finally surfaced, shooting upwards into a sitting position which made you slightly dizzy. You were met by the sight of a very familiar room, Gojo’s. His stylish and mostly monochrome stylings with led strips that weren’t on, the sight brought back up the faint bubbling of home but also heartbreak. You looked around the room to find him, but he wasn’t in sight. However, you did notice your phone plugged in on the nightstand which also had a glass of water and ibuprofen, also a note.

‘I’ll b back, called u out of work- went to get your purse. Donuts on the counter. - Satoru <3’

A small smile tugged on your lips, and the domestic energy warmed your heart, rereading the note before taking the ibuprofen and chugging the glass of water. Standing to stretch you caught a glimpse of yourself in the floor-length mirror Gojo had, you were disheveled at best: hair wild in an outlandish style that can never be replicated, and the fancy clothes you were wearing the night prior were replaced by Gojo’s Glass Animals t-shirt and a pair of his boxers, and your makeup and the sweat were mostly cleaned off although some remnants could be seen.

You could hear the apartment door open with the jingle of keys, you made your way to the bedroom’s entrance and stood. His open concept home made it so you were direct across from him, many feet between you two. Gojo was in gray sweatpants and a black long-sleeved shirt that was form-fitting- with a pair of sunglasses on his nose bridge, of course. Your purse and his keys in hand. He froze in place for a second at the sight of you, a smile pulling the sides of his mouth as he gave you a slow once over. Satoru freed a nimble hand to pull down his sunglasses to throw them on the countertop.

“Well good morning, sleepyhead.” He cooed, finally making his way further into the apartment and closing the door gently. You also made your way closer to him, almost drawn to him. “I went to Ale’s for your purse-”

Your brow quirked upwards, “But it wasn’t Ale who had it-”

A nod came from the man, who was now only 3 feet from you and itching to be closer. “Yeah, yeah I know that now. I was bamboozled by your drunk self to think that Ale had it. Thankfully the fourth place I went, Emily’s, was correct. She was oddly so eager to give me, a man she barely knows, your purse. If I was you I wouldn’t trust her with anything until she has a refresher course on stranger danger.”

You giggled, the fact was you only had like 4 friends that he knows of. Making Emily’s that last place he went, “Yeah well, can’t blame ‘er for being nice. Stranger danger should be implemented in standard employee training. Can’t have everyone getting kidnaped or even worse- them give away company supplies!”

“Oh god no!” He faked being appalled. “It can’t happen, the world will CRUMBLE!”

You couldn’t hold back the laughter anymore, and neither could Gojo because you both spent a long minute laughing to the point where it was hard to breathe. When you two had calmed down, he handed you your purse, which you put down almost immediately. It wasn’t that it wasn’t a huge relief, but you wanted to savor this time with Satoru even for a little bit.

“Thank you,” It came out quieter than you intended, and so did the rest of your sentence. “For everything, Gojo. Truly you saved my ass when you didn’t have to. Especially after everything, which I would like to apologize for because I acted so unfairly and honestly childish-”

“y/n, I would do anything for you in a second,” The words came out of the tall man’s mouth quicker than he thought them. “Don’t beat yourself up about the past, I just want to know what I did.”

The silence was almost deafening, the only sound was your heartbeats, “Gojo-”

“How many times do I have to ask you,” His voice was gentle compared to the rigidity of the words. “Please call me Satoru.”

“Satoru,” you corrected. “You didn’t do anything really.” Bashfulness took over, could you admit to him your feelings? You couldn’t look him in the eye, instead, you looked down to the floor.

The sapphire-eyed man was quick to close the gap between you, putting a finger under your chin to force you to look at him. “Sweetness, please tell me.”

“I just, I couldn’t handle a casual relationship anymore.” You murmured, giving him a sad look. “I know about you and Ichika Hanamaki, how your relationship with her was going. And I realized I couldn’t do it anymore.”

A scoff left his mouth, “Me and Hanamaki slept together, I admit. But it was only once or twice, there was no relationship there. I can barely tolerate her most of the time. Where the hell would you have heard this bullshit?”

Embarrassment and regret seized your body, blush creeping onto your skin. “She can’t keep her mouth shut in the break room.”

He grimaced and sighed, letting go of your face and walking over to the donut box on the kitchen counter and grabbing a chocolate glazed one for him, and your favorite type of donut for you. You stood there a minute with the pastry in your hand before you mentioned, “It broke my heart ‘Toru. These past weeks I’ve been miserable-”

“I think I’m in love with you, y/n.” He blabbered out, confidence but also vulnerability all over his face and body language. He was now leaning his back against the butcher block while you still stood near the counter which had bar stools. Gojo could hear the swift intake of breath and saw how wide your eyes were. “This entire time, that’s all I could think about. How I was so stupid to fuck it up when I finally realized my feelings for you.”

“Satoru…” You whispered. You felt faint, to be honest, but that was the least of your problems. “Please don’t be playing with me right now.”

“What? No, god no. y/n I joke about a lot of things, but I would never joke about this to you.” You made your way closer to him with small steps, he waited for you patiently until you were in arms reach- it was then when Satoru pressed your body to his and he kissed you like a starving man, hands bracing the side of your face. Every time you thought he was going to pull away you were wrong, you had barely any oxygen left when you finally pushed him off. Even then his face was mere inches from yours as you both breathed heavily.

“‘Toru,” you pleaded. You were fisting his shirt like holding onto him would save you from the end of the world. “‘Toru, I love you too. Please lemme be your significant other, I don’ think I could stand to lose you again.”

“You just made my year, sweetness, I would be honored!” With another bone-breaking, air-stealing kiss the relationship you had both longed for and grieved over was sealed. This time the kiss wasn’t filled in desperation but with pure joy and affection, so much joy that little giggles escaped the both of you while you kissed passionately. He wrapped his arms around you, engulfing your smaller frame with his when he deepened the kiss- at this point the two of you were making out not just kissing. With a bite on your lip, his nimble tongue got access to your mouth; quickly gained dominance over your tongue, and then explored his territory.

You couldn’t help the moan which was quick to surface, it was a sound that made Satoru Gojo lose the last strand of composure and control he had. Picking you up by grabbing behind your thighs, he placed you on the counter the show of strength making you gasp as well as the shock of the cold marble on your bare skin.

“Please baby, let me show you how much I need you.” He asked into your ear which he started nibbling. You barely got a breathy, ‘yes, god please-’ out before he was attacking you like a starved animal. One of Gojo’s hands groped your breast while he started berating your neck with bites and sucking- trying to mark you as his. You were desperately gripping onto him, hands finding use by raking up his back, your head was thrown back to give Satoru the accessibility he wanted. Suddenly, the man’s free hand made its presence known by grabbing and squeezing your thigh all too close to your acing core which throbbed due to a certain someone.

Gojo pulled back, freeing both himself and you of your tops before picking you up to take off the boxer he had dressed you in before, “You know, changing a past out drunk person is pretty suspicious of you.” You couldn’t help the joke as it slipped past your swollen red lips.

“Would you have preferred it if I had just stripped you?” ‘Toru teased, the tone becoming more serious when he instructed: “Green means good, yellow means to slow down, red means to stop. ‘Ya ready for me angel?”

“Mhm,” you hummed, anticipation making you bite your lip.

He lowered himself so he was on his knees, and sitting face to face with your exposed and gushing pussy. “Doll, use your words.”

“Yes, master. I-I’m ready.” You couldn’t help the honorific which fell in with the sentence, it almost sounded like a plea from the way you said it. When the last letter left your mouth, he dove for your slit- burying his face in and shaking his head for a good minute. The motion made you whine, but when he started licking and sucking on your folds was when he really made you moan. You grounded yourself by grabbing his cloud-colored locks and pulling a little, his scalp was the perfect anchor. He switched to fucking you with his tongue while playing with your clit, he wasn’t going too fast but it was fast enough that you were already worming around in his grip due to the pleasure you were feeling.

“I-I haven’t-” you stuttered. “Slept with an-anyone else.” This made Satoru groan into your cunt. You had shared this fact to try and defend why you were coming undone so quickly, more so for yourself although you knew that the small amount of time between when you had last slept with him had nothing to really do with it. He had this indescribable talent to fuck you so well even when he isn’t necessarily trying (he almost always is though).

He switched positions, two fingers started pumping in and out of your dripping hole at an even speed while his tongue played with your clit like a child playing with a light switch. You could barely take it anymore, you were on the ledge about to fall into a blissful chasm of pleasure.

“Master-! M-master I’m gonna,” You couldn’t get out the words before your orgasm raked throw your body making you almost quiver. Gojo groaned so deeply and sexily that it almost made you cum again.

He slowed his ministrations but didn’t stop until you had completely finished your high, “That's it pretty, that's it. Such a good little thing for me.” He pulled his digits from your weeping hole excruciatingly slow, making sure you felt it. Satoru placed a feather-light kiss on your clit, then stood back up and kissed you- forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue as he pushed it into your mouth.

“Pleaseeee!” You pleaded when he pulled away, it made Gojo grin.

“Please what? What do you want angel? Use your words.” He almost coo'd caressing the sides of your face with the tips of his fingers

“M-master please do me already,” You murmured at the man, lower lip quivering before you bit it. A chuckle escaped your partner as he shook his head, suddenly pulling your body to the edge of the countertop.

“Of course, doll,” he whispered into your ear seductively. “Anything for you.” Your chests were nearly touching with the new closeness Gojo had created by bringing you closer, you wrapped your legs around his waist to ensure he wouldn’t move away which made him chuckle.

Satoru wasted no time as he lined himself up with your already abused hole and slid in slowly but confidently. The stretch took your breath away, your mouth unintentionally gaping at the feeling. Shuttered moans from both you and Gojo filled the room, his once confident and smug expression was slightly twisted with pure pleasure. Scratching his back as you tried to grip his defined back muscle, you started leaving hickeys up the side of his neck which he gratefully accepted. He gyrated his hips against yours, the pace he set wall slow but he was hitting so deep inside of you it was making you see stars.

His length twitched inside of you, causing him to vocalize. “Ya’ remember when you said that y-ou hadn’t been with anyone else? Well, I-uh- I’m not that far behind. I co-ouldn’t really get into when I tried- I tried ‘cause it hurt to have you gone. Thought I could get over with fucking other people like normal- but I couldn’t- y/n you ruined everyone else for me, I can’t imagine if I didn’t get you back.”

Tears started leaking down your cheeks, “Satoru-UUU!!” You wished you could have been more sentimental but instead you had came again, this time some of your juices coated his length. He too was misty-eyed but had a cocky expression because of your orgasm, instead of letting you see the tears instead he kissed you tenderly. The man wrapped one long arm around you while the other hand was placed at the juncture between your ass and thigh keeping you in position as he sped up little by little. His cock still reached the same depth, but at a quicker and quicker speed until he was unraveled and you were so blissed out you were barely there.

“MASTER PLEASE!” You screamed, back arching. “I CAN’T-”

“Yes you ca-n, You can han-dle it doll. You can cum one more time for me. Gotta make sure you feel good,” It was less of a question and more of an order, an order which drew out a sob from your chest. You were going to orgasm again soon, he could feel it in the way your hole twitched. But you realized that it was going to be intense, more intense than the previous ones- you felt like you were going to pee almost.

“Master I-I’m gonna ma-ake a mess!!“ You squealed, barely holding onto the orgasm.

He too was so close to his precipice of pleasure, Satoru was uncaring of the location only wishing you pleasure so he said, “Then make a mess. Make a mess for me and I-I’ll make one for ya’ doll!” Before you knew it you were both shaking with pleasure and juices shot both out and into you, his warm cum filling your battered hole while your juices coated his lower torso and the surrounding area.

The two of your breathed heavy, but still pressed your sweaty foreheads together so content to be in each other's company. Before long he pulled his head back making you whine which made him gently shush you, “I’m not going anywhere, love. Don’t worry!” There was almost a laugh in his tone which made you smile as the noise often did.

“ ‘m sorry, I made a mess.” You frowned, making your now boyfriend tsk.

“No problem,” He assured. “I’ll clean it later… Want to take a shower with me?”

Despite having just had breathtaking sex, you blushed at the notion, “Sure, Satoru, I would like that.”

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“So you,” Your friend Ale began slowly, eyes wide at you while you shifted, sitting haphazardly on part of her desk. “You and Mr.Gojo, are together now- like actually 100% committed?”

“Heck yeah, dude that's awesome! I knew at soon as he came to my place for your purse- dude looked so in love!” Emily chimed from where she stood.

“Oh, I think I know what you mean!” Ale said to Emy. “To be honest, I thought it was indigestion.” With that statement you all laughed, bellies hurting a little from how hard the three of you chuckled.

“Yeah, we’re dating- We had a long talk and he asked me to move in with him!” You explained.

“You didn’t accept it, though, right? It’s a little early-” Ale began.

“No, no I didn’t,” You shook your head at the absurdity. “I told him if we’re still going good in a month or two I’d contemplate it.

“That’s my friend!” Emily cheered, high-fiving you. “Make sure you don’t forget us, even after you and the sexy executive get married and busy with your lil’ family.”

“Oh you, stawppp. I could never forget you guys!” You said, sappiness overtaking you.

Ale stood, taking you into a side hug. “Good, if you do you're going to regret it!”

You never did forget your dear friends, not after you and Gojo got pets together or got married, even if you had children you would never left your friends behind because it was them leaving you behind that led to the best part of your life with Gojo Satoru

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