𓂃 ♡ ．꒰ (五条悟) ꒱ 𝑆𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑈 𝐺𝑂𝐽𝑂 + bunny!reader's carrot vibe.
𝓬ontent 𝔀arning: hybrid!reader, soft dom gojo, ovulation-ish, cunniligus, not proofread..
੭୧ ᮫ ࿀ ・ 𝓷ote: new post theme .. finished at one am; sorry if it makes no sense...(;´□｀)/
satoru made you promise...pinkie promise actually, that when he left for his work trip, you wouldn’t touch yourself all weekend. not once. not even a little
the news made your lop-ears droop instantly, the fluffy tips brushing your cheeks, collecting the fat tears spilling down them. you’d begged and pleaded for him to stay, clinging to one of his spider-like legs like your life depended on it, sobbing:
"please don't go sir...please!"
but satoru only laughed, scooped you up by the scruff like the helpless thing you were and kissed your forehead.
"i’ll be back before you can say ‘cottontail’, baby."
you tried everything to behave: curling up in his hoodies, getting fresh air, even sitting on top of your hands--just like he told you to. but nothing could dull the soft, throbbing ache blooming between your thighs, or calm the pool of need that sat so hot and heavy in your tummy.
you gulp. satoru was your owner; he always seemed to know what's best for you. but, a little bunny in heat could only wait so long.
"hmphhh." you whine, the sound muffled by a silk pillowcase still drenched in satoru's musky scent. you bury your wet nose into it, breathing it in like oxygen, hoping that if you inhale enough, he'll magically appear behind you.
clutched in your lithe fingers was your favorite toy: carrot-shaped suction vibe he bought you as a cruel gag. before you had no reason to use it. now, it's hungry mechanical mouth circling your clit in slow, tight strokes. it was nowhere as good as to mr. gojo's lazy tongue, but it gets the job done.
your ass was high in the air, cotton-ball tail wiggling helplessly as you rut into the mattress. your toes curl as you get lost in a wispy, sweet fantasy; your silly carrot being replaced with satoru’s warm, fat, sloppy tongue instead.
you could practically hear him now, his usually sing-songy voice all taunt and strict because you decided to start touching without his permission.
“i thought i told you to wait for me, bunny,” satoru would murmur, his breath would be hot on your dripping slit. in your mind, his eyes are heavy and starving as he holds your thighs open just to watch you tremble.
"I know" you puff, feeling his intense glare through your skin. "I'm s-sorry..I just couldn't wait." your cheeks would burn with embarrassment as he'd spreads your legs wider, putting your pussy on lewd display.
satoru would click his tongue at you then press a ironically chaste kiss to your inner thigh. “poor thing…look at her” he’d croon, before thumbing a chubby pussylip aside to admire the pink hole glistening for him. another kiss.
"d'awwe bunny, she's winking at me."
you'd cry, your ears covering your blush, squealing; "don't say that!" but deep down he knew you like it.
imaginary gojo had settled himself comfortably beneath you, his face conveniently below your hot cunt. he frowns, hating your sloppy movements and gives your ass a quick smack. “c’mon, baby, sit.”
your breath hitched, your whole body preening. “y--you sure? don't wanna h-hurt you.”
he grunts, as if annoyed you even asked. "of course I'm sure. you couldn't hurt me even if you tried."
with that, you didn’t need anymore convincing. hesitantly, you plop down on his face--huffing as your folds meet the alpine slopes of his nose. almost immediately, satoru gets to work, motorboating your pussy to taste the all the sweet slick you saved just for him.
your hips rock ruthlessly across imaginary-satoru's face, smothering him in your ambrosia. he eats you like a true man famished, slipping past the syrupy, tight flutter of your entrance, swirling his tongue right on the spot that makes you drool. then he'd pull out with a obscene 'slurp!' before dragging his tongue all the way to your clit and nipping the bud.
it's not long before you have to cum, your ruts get wild, your soft paws getting tangled in his hair.
"s-satoru—mmph—helppp..!"
is all your able to choke out before orgasm wrecks its way into your body. your fuzzy ears and tail jolt upright, twitching violently as euphoric tremors wrack through your body.
you slump forward, landing face first into satoru's pillow. your vibrator has never done that before--not even on its highest setting.
but, now that you think about it...the toy no longer in your hands. in fact, was nowhere to be seen. you peek over the edge of the bed, finding the plastic carrot still buzzing weakly, discarded on the floor.
but if that wasn't the toy, how did you manage to cum so..hard?
you look past your naked lower body, to the foot of the bed.
low and behold, mr.gojo was there--home early from his trip, grinning stupidly from ear to ear as bunny-cum was smeared across his chin, mouth, nose and cheeks. his lips were pink and swollen, his hair a nest of white strands and his eyes were bright with unquelled hunger. he looks feral--no--ruined.
"fuuuck, bunny," he drawls, his voice hoarse from minutes suffocated under your cunt. "I think that was y'er best one yet."
your ears drop flat. you pull the cover over your half-naked body instinctively, even if in vain. “s–satoru?!”
he grins, a wolfish smile before popping a slick-covered thumb in his mouth. “hi, bunny.”
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