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you casually look up, trying to sneak another glance and that’s when you freeze.

satoru is wearing an black t-shirt, a fucking compression t-shirt and it sticks to all the right places. it’s slightly shorter than his grey sweats that hang low on his hips, so you can just about see his v-line— god, you are already salivating at the view in front of you.

his hair is still messy from a shower, soft and fluffy instead of neatly styled. and those goddamn glasses— they sit so naturally on his face, like he’s always worn them.

but he hasn’t and you cannot process it, especially because the glasses don’t hide his eyes. they frame them.

those stupid, annoyingly good looking blue eyes are visible through clear lenses, sharp and focused. they look even more intense like this, like he’s not trying to shield the world from them at all.

then, he notices you staring.

slowly, he pushes the glasses up the bridge of his nose with one finger, “ . . what?” he asks, amused.

“you look— ” you choke on your words and he interrupts you, tilting his head slightly. “mm?”

the slight movement makes the light catch on the lenses and you swear it should be illegal, why does he look even better than he did two minutes ago?

“you look hot,” the words spill out and he smirks, pausing for a second before saying, “i always look hot.”

“no,” you say, sitting up straighter, motioning towards his face, “this is different.”

satoru walks closer, notebook in hand, clearly enjoying the effect he’s having on you. your boyfriend leans one hip against the coffee table, crossing his arms loosely.

“different, how?” he presses and you swallow hard.

“you look . . smart.”

he gasps dramatically, “are you implying i don’t usually?”

“you look like a hot nerd,” you blurt out.

his grin turns smug, and it’s doing something to you, “a hot nerd?” he repeats, stepping closer.

you don’t back up— you can’t.

your boyfriend reaches up and adjusts his frames again, this time deliberately and slow, gaze never leaving yours.

“someone’s staring,” he says teasingly.

“i can’t help it.”

from this close, you can see everything, the natural blush across his nose, the curve of his lashes behind the lenses and the way his pupils shift when he focuses on you.

the glasses make him look grounded, more real and somehow that makes him ten times hotter than he already is.

“you like them that much?” he murmurs, leaning down slightly so he’s at your eye level and you realise you have been staring for a while.

you nod in agreement and he studies your face carefully. for once there’s no teasing in his expression, just curiosity. he reaches up, gently taking your chin between his fingers.

“you’re blushing.”

“that’s your fault.”

his lips curve into a smile at that and then he does something unfair. satoru takes his glasses off and sets them down on the table without breaking eye contact with you.

“better?” he asks, playfully.

“babe, put them back on.” you say immediately.

he lets out a laugh, surprised at your demand but obeys and slides them back into place.

“this is new,” he mutters. “didn’t know i had this effect on you.”

“you absolut— ”

your boyfriend cuts you off, capturing your mouth with his, and somehow the glasses make it better, more intense.

the frames lightly brush your cheek when he tilts his head and his nose grazes yours sending a shiver down your spine. his hand softly cups your jaw, thumb stroking your cheek while his lips move slow and hot against mine.

when he pulls back, you’re breathless.

“you liked that?” he whispers, maintaining eye contact with you.

“i loved that,” you admit, to which he grins, smug.

“guess i’ll have to wear them more often.”

satoru brushes his nose against yours and peppers your lips with short, sweet kisses.

“careful, babe” he smirks. “if you keep looking at me like that, i’m not getting any work done.”

you don’t even pretend to disagree and take his mouth onto yours, kissing him until you both become numb.

You're not quite sure if it was the sight of his boner that got you into this position or the fact that you had anger you wanted to take out on him but, either way, you're promptly bouncing up and down the expanse of his cock now.

His voice was a lot more ragged as he spoke to you, the sound of it bubbling out of his throat as pathetic tears coated his blue gaze, "C-C'mon, you know I didn't mean it, baby."

"Do I know that?" You asked coldly, your finger tightly clasped to his jaw, keeping his head up and his eyes on your as you ride him.

"Uhuh, you do-, fuck... y'know you do," He mumbled, head nodding with a submissive quickness, and his bottom lip beginning to quiver.

Your hips rocked forward and he felt that mind numbing sensation of your pussy squeezing around his thick shaft, demanding he empty himself into you at any given moment. He may have been rude earlier but surely your cunt was being far ruder now.

"P-Please, I'll be good now," Gojo panted. Then his eyes sealed shut when your hand slipped down from his jaw and to his throat, the squeeze against his airway making his cock pulsate violently inside you—weeping for release.

You've been denying him of an orgasm for the past fifteen minutes now and he feels like he's on the verge of passing out, having never allowed anyone to edge him for this long.

A fucked-out giggle springs out of your throat as you sunk all the way down to his straining base, the puffy lips of your cunt left to bulge around him all cutely, "You're sayin' everything except what I wanna hear, 'Toru. Is it really this hard to say one little word?"

”No, but—hahh.. d’you really need to hear me apologize?” He asked as those pretty white lashes began to bat up at you with silent pleads. His hips impatiently buck upwards when you take an unnecessary amount of time to let his words sink in.

To which your grip around his neck gets stronger and your body leans forward a bit more, your chest mashed into his, “If you wanna cum then yeah.”

Gojo smiles all of a sudden before grunting out a half-assed, “M’sorry,” as if you were some kind of fool.

You saw straight through his little attempt and purposefully lifted your hips a bit before slamming them back down. “For what, Satoru?” You huff, feeling his breath hitch and tangle up against your palm.

“Ngh-,” Gojo moans, dick twitching within the saccharine warmth of your walls. “I’m sorry for bein’ so rude t’you..” He says as clearly as he can. It was quite difficult for him to avoid the slur in his words when your pussy had him overly drunk.

You repeat the same move from before and he tries to toss his head back, only to get tugged forward by the hand on his throat. Which makes him whine, “Ohfuck, yes, please don’t stop, please.”

“That’s it? You’re only sorry for being rude?” Your question comes out with so much tension behind it that he wonders if he’s truly yet to make up for his statement.

Though, you believe it to be deserved since he claimed you were bitching to him—all you did was express your feelings. And you’d like to think that if he meant it, he’d be too busy fucking it up into you to say it like that.

“I—,” He’s swiftly cut off by your fingers sliding into his mouth.

“M’not sure if I believe you, ‘Toru,” You teased with this look in your eyes that suddenly made him feel small for the first time in his life. You didn’t know it but he probably would’ve cum right then and there if you’d call him anything close to degrading. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll let me feel it, won’t you?”

Gojo nods dumbly again before mumbling a drooly, “Mhmmm,” around your fingers as he sucks on them obediently.

“Shit, you’re actually kinda cute like this,” The praise hits him at the same time his tip slathers against your sweet spot, causing both of you to moan out in unison.

His tongue lathers in between your digits and he keeps his eyes all doe-like ‘n pretty as he peers up at you. You could feel his whines around your fingers and each one made your chest tighten with a sense of pride.

You liked this side of him far more than you’d ever admitted.

When your fingers eventually fall from of his mouth, that’s when his own curl into the sheets below him.

“Can I,” He groans loudly in between his words, “Can I at least touch you now?” Another whine exits him when you nod in response, his hands flying to your hips to hold you as he lifts your body up a bit. Then he’s angling closer and his voice is pitching lower, “Can I cum now too?”

“Say please.” You command calmly.

Right then, Gojo starts fucking his needy cock up into your sopping hole, letting the squelches echo around his room and serve as a prelude to his incoming series of pleas. Next thing you know, he’s using his grip on your hips to help you ride him harder-, faster.

His voice cracks as he whimpers, “Please? Please let me cum. I-I won’t say anything like that ever again-, fuck.. I promise, I pinky promise. Please, I’ll be s’good for you. Please mo-,” He chokes then, as if to catch himself at the end.

You bite your lip and whisper, “Uh-uh, say it.”

Gojo can’t help but moan, his brows furrowing with frustration as your words make his head spin. You’re being pushed over onto your back faster than you have time to adjust and he’s pumping his cock into you at a different angle.

When your face begins to twist up into that expression he likes—the one that lets him know he’s hittin’ that sappy spot of yours just right, his own falters into something desperate.

Leaving him to huff a breathless, “Please mommy?”

“Good boy,” Your chime leaves you almost immediately and there’s a proud smile pulling itself across your lips. His cockhead nearly spurts at the sound but he waits oh-so-patiently for you to follow that up with a soft-spoken, “You can cum now.”

Then he’s cumming in thick, hot, ‘n creamy gushes, letting his eyes roll back til’ only the whites are showing as he releases the most pathetic moan you’ve ever heard.

Every drop of his load is thrusted into you with hushed out, ‘m’sorry’s tumbling out of his throat.

…And you may have imagined it but you swear he let a soft I love you slip as well.

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You're not quite sure if it was the sight of his boner that got you into this position or the fact that you had anger you wanted to take out on him but, either way, you're promptly bouncing up and down the expanse of his cock now.

His voice was a lot more ragged as he spoke to you, the sound of it bubbling out of his throat as pathetic tears coated his blue gaze, "C-C'mon, you know I didn't mean it, baby."

"Do I know that?" You asked coldly, your finger tightly clasped to his jaw, keeping his head up and his eyes on your as you ride him.

"Uhuh, you do-, fuck... y'know you do," He mumbled, head nodding with a submissive quickness, and his bottom lip beginning to quiver.

Your hips rocked forward and he felt that mind numbing sensation of your pussy squeezing around his thick shaft, demanding he empty himself into you at any given moment. He may have been rude earlier but surely your cunt was being far ruder now.

"P-Please, I'll be good now," Gojo panted. Then his eyes sealed shut when your hand slipped down from his jaw and to his throat, the squeeze against his airway making his cock pulsate violently inside you—weeping for release.

You've been denying him of an orgasm for the past fifteen minutes now and he feels like he's on the verge of passing out, having never allowed anyone to edge him for this long.

A fucked-out giggle springs out of your throat as you sunk all the way down to his straining base, the puffy lips of your cunt left to bulge around him all cutely, "You're sayin' everything except what I wanna hear, 'Toru. Is it really this hard to say one little word?"

”No, but—hahh.. d’you really need to hear me apologize?” He asked as those pretty white lashes began to bat up at you with silent pleads. His hips impatiently buck upwards when you take an unnecessary amount of time to let his words sink in.

To which your grip around his neck gets stronger and your body leans forward a bit more, your chest mashed into his, “If you wanna cum then yeah.”

Gojo smiles all of a sudden before grunting out a half-assed, “M’sorry,” as if you were some kind of fool.

You saw straight through his little attempt and purposefully lifted your hips a bit before slamming them back down. “For what, Satoru?” You huff, feeling his breath hitch and tangle up against your palm.

“Ngh-,” Gojo moans, dick twitching within the saccharine warmth of your walls. “I’m sorry for bein’ so rude t’you..” He says as clearly as he can. It was quite difficult for him to avoid the slur in his words when your pussy had him overly drunk.

You repeat the same move from before and he tries to toss his head back, only to get tugged forward by the hand on his throat. Which makes him whine, “Ohfuck, yes, please don’t stop, please.”

“That’s it? You’re only sorry for being rude?” Your question comes out with so much tension behind it that he wonders if he’s truly yet to make up for his statement.

Though, you believe it to be deserved since he claimed you were bitching to him—all you did was express your feelings. And you’d like to think that if he meant it, he’d be too busy fucking it up into you to say it like that.

“I—,” He’s swiftly cut off by your fingers sliding into his mouth.

“M’not sure if I believe you, ‘Toru,” You teased with this look in your eyes that suddenly made him feel small for the first time in his life. You didn’t know it but he probably would’ve cum right then and there if you’d call him anything close to degrading. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll let me feel it, won’t you?”

Gojo nods dumbly again before mumbling a drooly, “Mhmmm,” around your fingers as he sucks on them obediently.

“Shit, you’re actually kinda cute like this,” The praise hits him at the same time his tip slathers against your sweet spot, causing both of you to moan out in unison.

His tongue lathers in between your digits and he keeps his eyes all doe-like ‘n pretty as he peers up at you. You could feel his whines around your fingers and each one made your chest tighten with a sense of pride.

You liked this side of him far more than you’d ever admitted.

When your fingers eventually fall from of his mouth, that’s when his own curl into the sheets below him.

“Can I,” He groans loudly in between his words, “Can I at least touch you now?” Another whine exits him when you nod in response, his hands flying to your hips to hold you as he lifts your body up a bit. Then he’s angling closer and his voice is pitching lower, “Can I cum now too?”

“Say please.” You command calmly.

Right then, Gojo starts fucking his needy cock up into your sopping hole, letting the squelches echo around his room and serve as a prelude to his incoming series of pleas. Next thing you know, he’s using his grip on your hips to help you ride him harder-, faster.

His voice cracks as he whimpers, “Please? Please let me cum. I-I won’t say anything like that ever again-, fuck.. I promise, I pinky promise. Please, I’ll be s’good for you. Please mo-,” He chokes then, as if to catch himself at the end.

You bite your lip and whisper, “Uh-uh, say it.”

Gojo can’t help but moan, his brows furrowing with frustration as your words make his head spin. You’re being pushed over onto your back faster than you have time to adjust and he’s pumping his cock into you at a different angle.

When your face begins to twist up into that expression he likes—the one that lets him know he’s hittin’ that sappy spot of yours just right, his own falters into something desperate.

Leaving him to huff a breathless, “Please mommy?”

“Good boy,” Your chime leaves you almost immediately and there’s a proud smile pulling itself across your lips. His cockhead nearly spurts at the sound but he waits oh-so-patiently for you to follow that up with a soft-spoken, “You can cum now.”

Then he’s cumming in thick, hot, ‘n creamy gushes, letting his eyes roll back til’ only the whites are showing as he releases the most pathetic moan you’ve ever heard.

Every drop of his load is thrusted into you with hushed out, ‘m’sorry’s tumbling out of his throat.

…And you may have imagined it but you swear he let a soft I love you slip as well.

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