smitten kitten.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ nisa, she/her, twenty-two. 𝑔𝑜𝒿𝑜’𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈.

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can you open this jar for me baby?

“mhm, ‘m sorry baby, jus’ can’t help myself..”

you feel gojo’s lips on your neck, pressing soft yet sloppy kisses against your skin as you feel his hands roam your body.

“c’mon sweetheart, wake up for me — i need you.”

now you were really waking up — feeling your heart picking up its pace and your voice croaky as you whisper his name, “toru? what’s wrong baby?”

you flutter your eyes open as you turn your head to look behind you to see gojo — his lips still on your neck. he had turned on the little night lamp you had on the nightstand on his side, illuminating a soft glow throughout the room — and him.

the shirt he wore when he fell asleep was nowhere to be found, only a light sheet of sweat covering his skin with his chest moving up and down — breathing heavy n eyes hazy with lust for you.

“.. satoru?”

“uhuh.”

one of his hands moved to your hips, tracing the lines of the panties you wore that he had bought you on a little trip to victoria’s secret where you could buy whatever your pretty little heart desired. “‘m sorry my baby, i just — fuck..” he couldn’t help rolling his hips against yours, feeling the plush of your ass against him which did not help the current situation. in the position you were in, you were the perfect little spoon n he was the big spoon, which meant that he was positioned just perfect against you in just his boxers — feeling everything so so so well, yet not even nearly enough.

you gasp, hand reaching down onto the bed to stabilize yourself as you feel him hard against you. “fuck, toru — what’s got you so worked up?” you whisper n moan at the same time as he continues thrusting against you — basically dry humping you at this point.

“i’ve —“ thrust. “got —“ thrust. “ a beautiful —“ thrust. “fuckin’ —“ thrust. “girl — shit.” his hands pull you tight against him as his cock almost breaks out of his boxers cus of the way he’s so hard for you. “laying in my bed —“ he pants, “how am i supposed to control myself huh?”

you’re flushed, feeling hot, panting yourself, feeling your body react to him n wide awake. “fuck.. okay, i’m thinking..” you say as you look back at him, blue eyes staring you down, “we should pull these to the side..” you continue, grabbing the tiny string that went between your ass and pulling it over so you were fully exposed to him.

“oh fuck.”

his eyes weren’t staring into yours anymore, no, they were staring at your leaking entrance that was begging for him to fill up.

you look over your shoulder at him, anticipating him completely turning over this switch n fucking you properly instead of all that dry humping. “shit baby, she’s fuckin’ soaked for me huh?” he says as he pulls his boxers down, freeing his hard cock that’s leaking pre all for you.

you let out a breath, heart thumping against your chest as you feel him tap against you, getting the tip wet before sliding the tip in, which had both of you let out a breathy moan. “oh my— fuck toru, that’s—“ you whine as you slowly but surely feel him push every single inch inside you, stretching you out so good.

“mmh, yeah baby? c’mon, finish that for me,” he says, sounding confident, on a high — yet almost delirious of pleasure. he’d been aching all night for this, and now to finally sink into you like this?

its heaven brought down to earth for him.

“‘s so good baby, you— shit— you’re so deep.”