MOONKISSED

He chuckled at the chat before quickly leaning back in his chair, "can you guys see her now? isn't she pretty?" He smirked and nodded, pushing his glasses back up.

You glanced at him confused and tsked, "what are you on about? Just pick a game," you huffed before leaning over him and squinting at the bright screen, randomly choosing one of the games and pointing at it before sitting back in your chair normally. "Lets play that shawarma shop simulator thing," you nodded before taking up the mouse and messily typing up "shawarmaa sh op sim later"

He snorted, "nice typos," before making a kissy face at you when you glared back at him.

Blue eyes glanced over the second monitor, while you were hunched over and quickly clicking play on the screen, and making Gojo's barely put together avatar run over to the 1/1 player server. "Chatttt, help me convince Y/N to do a 24 hour kissing challenge, pleaseeee!" he pouted dramatically and clasped his hands together, trying not to laugh.

His attention was shifted when he felt you swat his shoulder, bringing his eyes back to the game. "Eh? are we seriously just running a food shop? How could this be scary?" He scoffed, pressing the keys down and walking into the shop, closing the door behind him and walking around, reading the notes.

"There's probably jump scares," you mumbled before groaning and sticking your tongue out, pointing at the meat slab in the corner of the game, "ewww, why does it look so… human?" you gulped.

"Probably from our last victims," Satoru shrugged, clicking the keys and opening up the shop for the morning.

You were glaring at him, upper lip curled up in mock disgust and shock, gasping before shaking your head. Glancing at him and bakc at the camera again, before humming and looking at him suspiciously, finally paying attention to the game again. "Maybe you're the real scary thing in this shawarma shop," you huffed. Only smiling when you received a small kiss on the cheek from him.

"Alright, alright, lock in, lock in," he nodded and repeated, before raising an incredulous eyebrow when the first customer walked up with a janky walking animation and a weird speech pattern on the subtitles. "This thing is obviously not human," he scoffed.

You chimed in soon enough, pointing towards the side, "wait, wait, check the notes," you muttered before skimming over the tutorial quickly and snapping your fingers when you read the part you needed. "Oh, oh! Okay so check the camera's and if it has like, a head at the back, ou have to close the shop and refuse service," you nodded, watching Gojo follow along with your directions.

When the subtitles read out, "seriously? You're refusing me service? Ugh, whatever!" you and the white haired man shared a high five before quickly paying attention to the next customer.

"I think this ones human," you hummed, before making a frozen expression when the customer asked "do you you want to taste my boogers for 1000 dollars?" Satoru snorted, before hovering his mouth over the "yes" option. A sharp tsk sound escaped your lips before you whined, "ewwww! nooo, what are you doing? just serve him," you scoffed, forcefully moving his hand to "no" and clicking the option.

He sighed and groaned playfully, "see chat? She's no fun!" he shook his head before reading some comments while you continued to play.

"she walks him like a dog omg" "is that man bothering u queen" "gojo we ain't watching your streams to see you eat e-booogers on roblox"

He tsked and rolled his eyes playfully, "you guys are just here for my girlfriend… understandable, but it's MY stream chat!" he huffed, before his gaze drifted back over to the screen.

You were holding down the E key to wrap up the shawarma and finish the order, before the customer asked for a soda. A whine left your lips, shoulders slugging, "damn, you couldn't say that before? Where's the sodas?" you huffed, as satoru leaned his head beside yours, also trying to search the screen for them. 

with a quick scroll of the mouse, you shrieked when suddenly seeing a peach, fleshy creature run down from the top of the fridge and disappear. "Is it in the—AH!" Satoru jumped and straightened up at the shriek, looking confused before clearing his throat and smirking at you.

"Ohhhh, look at you Y/N, screaming for me to save you. Saying you wouldn't get scared when we started this stream, and yet," he sighed and smirked at the camera playfully. 

Your heart was still beating fast before you whined and smacked his shoulder. "You jumped too! Plus, you would've freaked out even more if you had been paying attention to the game!" you scoffed, before whining again and looking around the small shop. "Can we get a gun? I need to kill that thinggggg…" you pouted while he was chuckling and snorting.

You two continued to serve customers and mess up some of the orders, with you even bursting into laughter and curling up on the ground from being unable to hold yourself together when you saw Satoru jump from just seeing another customer when opening up shop metal curtains. Wheezing on the ground, Satoru warnings viewers not to clip his embarrassing moments, before you two continued the game up until the ending.

"Dude, I told you, he's getting bigger when we make mistakes!" you whined at the corner of the shop, looking at the dark figure that had been getting bigger and bigger after every wrong customer you served.

"How many anomaliies did we serve? I swear I checked them!" Satoru scoffed and threw his hands up before shaking his head and taking control of the mouse and keyboard. "Let the pros take care of it, sweetheart," he smirked at you and checked the next customer before serving them. Only for the scene to cut into a cut scene of "the inspector" emerging from the growing dark hole in the corner of the room and grab Satoru's character.

You both froze up quickly and inhaled sharp breathes, before pouting and blaming each other for getting the bad ending.

He gathers himself that night at dinner, you're sitting next to him tonight, his hand resting on your thigh as he smiles at you, watching you bite down on your lip, a pretty flush to your skin.

"I am sorry again for today,” he murmurs, brushing a lock of your drying hair back gently. “I really thought I had that one down.”

“It was kind of fun,” you giggle now, sipping your wine, a drop of it on your lips. “Master Qifrey always keeps me away from any danger, locked up almost. So it was a little… exhilarating.”

“Yeah?” You nod and he exhales.

Thank God.

“I actually have a different method than Qifrey does for magic," he murmurs softly, as you nibble on your dinner. "I should show you some time."

"Oh, different from the ocean trip?"

"Mhm," you lean forward just a bit, pretty tits leaned out of your neckline for his hungry blue eyes to hit. You sip your wine carefully once more, feeling the intensity of his gaze taking your breath.

You may or may not have a crush on Qifrey - but you also may or may not have a crush on Satoru.

Scandalous, you can't do such things!

They're both your teachers, and you're a grown woman, much unlike the young girls that joined you as apprentices, aren't you supposed to set an example? But your thoughts are utterly wicked - imagining just how much of their cocks you can fit in your throat.

Scandalous thoughts that must end!

"I could show you, it's a little different," Satoru says, chuckling and slipping up that blindfold he wears constantly, letting pretty blue eyes drift across your collarbones. "More based on touch than drawings."

You feel your cunt clench around nothing. "Oh, touch, you say?"

"Mhm."

"Well,” you set down your glass, heart racing as the fire crackles, illuminating his tall shadow taking over yours on one of the stone walls of the Atelier. “I'm most eager to learn."

It's moments before Satoru has you spread right on that table, shoving your skirts up, his fingers pumping in and out of your needy cunt, the squelching so damn loud. He's leaning over you, as his fingers move in and out faster, a hand clutching yours as it rests on the table, your ass arched all pretty against him as you cry out.

"S-Satoru!"

Your voice is all hoarse as your head falls back, as much as you adored Qifrey - well, he'd kept it all professional. He'd never done more than brush your cheek with his fingers once, a lean close – so close you thought he’d kiss you – just to pull back and walk right out.

Not Satoru.

He had no problem kissing you messy, his eyes were insane as he hit your sweet spot over and over, laughing against your ear, lips brushing against it.

"How are my lessons, pretty little witch?"

"Wh-what... are you teaching, ngh," his teeth nip your ear, eliciting a filthy little cry. “They’re v-very – ah! Gojo…”

“Satoru,” he whispers, pumping faster with his thick fingers in your plump, messy cunt. “Say it, sweetheart.”

“Satoru!”

That's what Qifrey hears when he walks in.

"Well, here's that sweet spot, the one that makes you gush," he's honing in on it, smirking when Qifrey walks in, but your face is pressed against the table cloth, drooling on it, Satoru’s hand entangled in your hair.

Qifey is torn - between wanting to fuck Satoru up and wanting to drag you right over to himself, hearing your pathetic, mewling little cries, your squelching cunt as the dumb fucking sorcerer he brought in to help is touching you. Qifrey’s hands are damn near shaking, clenching into fists as he walks in, slamming his gear down on the ground loud enough for you both to pause.

Satoru just smirks, this little shit.

Your face is all fucked out, drool down your lips, eyes glazed over in a way Qifrey had only ever dreamed of.

Oh yes, filthy dreams of his apprentice, the one he’d tried so fucking hard to make sure not to touch, to be professional. Yet here Satoru Gojo is, with his dumb blindfold shoved up his face, grinning right at him and apparently fingering your cunt again, judging by the messy, wet sounds echoing and your little moan.

“What is the meaning of this!?” He demands, you bite your lower lip, but Satoru simply hums a bit, reaching around to grip one of your tits, squishing it in his hand.

“I was showing her my own magic, one eye.”

Qifrey snorts, shaking his head and pulling out his little notebook. “Time for you to get locked the fuck away, six eye freak.”

“Aww, can’t make her cum without your doodles?” He’s got you arching, and Qifrey’s cock is throbbing underneath his robes, his eye damn near twitching behind that spectacle, as your nails scramble for purchase on the table.

Qifrey walks over and Satoru is furious at how you grip his fingers when he’s that close, how thick your coating of slick gets, he gets so mad he slips a third finger inside, making you cry out.

“Eyes on me,” he murmurs in your ear, but the other sorcerer is gripping your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze, that eye glinting dark.

“No, eyes on me,” he says softly in that tone of his, absolutely fucking you up, his free hand trailing down the side of your pretty tit, tracing the gentle curve as you’re trying to hold it together. “You needed your cunt played with and never told me?”

“She didn’t need to tell me,” Satoru’s lips pressed against your neck, his teeth nipping your skin.

“I tried but y-you… seemed very – ngh, reserved,” he sighs, shaking his head once more.

“Here in the dining room? Really, Gojo?”

“Want dinner though,” he pulls out his fingers, dripping with you, smirking as he sees the sorcerer fucking salivate, sucking your juices right off them, moaning, his cheeks hollowed. “She’s so tasty.”

“My room. Now.”

You both pause, Satoru raising a brow, but Qifrey just walks off, looking at you both behind his shoulder.

“I said now.”

You’re sure you’re in for the worst tongue lashing of your life, even as Satoru has this big, shit eating grin on his face, walking up the winding stairs to his room, when the door shuts behind you, and suddenly it’s Qifrey, his fingers on the buttons of your gown, making quick work of them. He sighs when he sees you naked, groaning at the sight of your pretty body as Gojo’s own eyes dart across.

“Seems our first time will have to be sharing you,” he murmurs, clicking his tongue and brushing your hair back. “Shame, I wanted you all to myself.”

“Who says I’ll share her?” Satoru tugs you to him, lifting you like it’s nothing with his hands on your thighs, carrying you right over to Qifrey’s bed and laying you down, just for the other sorcerer to come right over, shoving Satoru right over.

“You already started having fun,” he presses you down against those silk sheets, cool against your heated skin, making you tremble just a bit. “Look at you…”

“Master Qifrey…” You’re all flustered, and he raises a brow, as Satoru’s slipping off his top, revealing the muscles of his hard body, while Qifrey’s fingertips trail your thighs, sliding up and making you tremble.

“You were aching all this time, hmm?” His voice rushes over you, and Satoru’s sigh is loud.

“Will you move so I can show you how to eat pussy?”

“Tch, think I don’t know how to pleasure a woman?” Satoru is snickering as  Qifrey kneels at the foot of the bed.

“Do you just draw on her thigh?” Qifrey doesn't answer, he simply slips his long fingers up your skin. Watching those juices pour right out.

 "I've wanted to do this since I first saw you," Qifrey murmurs, as if it’s just for you – spreading your thighs with his hands carefully. "Taste this sweet, pretty little pussy."

“You have? I–ah!” He leans in, his breath hot against your sensitive folds, before his tongue makes contact with your dripping slit.

You cry out, arching against the bed, hips pressed up as he licks a slow stripe up your slit a few times, coating his tongue in it before he parts your puffy folds, circling your clit with deliberate precision. The very tip of his tongue swirling intricate patterns like drawings, all in front of Satoru Gojo.

“Fuck…” that's all he can manage, as one of your hands grip the sheets, and the other entangles in Qifreys pretty white locks.

“There it is,” he mumbles, pussy drunk as he smirks over at Satoru. “She quite likes her clit being covered in my ‘drawings’ hmm?”

Satoru watches with hungry blue eyes before kneeling down right next to him, his mouth capturing your other thigh in a little kiss, grasping dribbles that are glistening right down.

“Move over,” he bites your skin. nudging Qifrey aside. "Let me taste her too."

Instead of arguing, Qifrey simply shifts a bit, leaning over you to capture your chin, allowing Satoru to eye your dripping folds, parting your pussy wide and watching it clench around nothing.

Qifrey spits your own cum in your mouth. 

“Swallow, pretty Apprentice.”

You eagerly obey, earning a pleased smirk as Satoru buries his face against you with just a bit of clumsiness, his tongue exploring every inch of your folds before pulling back with a groan.

 "Fuck, you're tight," he mumbles, sliding a finger inside as Qifrey licks your clit again, the squelches obscene. "Can you even take us?"

“Mhm – ah!” Your thoughts are cut off when both men begin to eat your cunt – desperately, your hands in each of their silky white locks, one of your thighs in each hand as they spread you wide.

Qifrey leans in and captures Satoru's lips in a messy kiss as if to make sure to capture all your juices, his tongue slipping over Satoru's mouth to taste you on him. The sight makes your cunt clench around Satoru's fingers, the way they're moaning. The way the saliva drips between them – your two teachers sharing your taste between them right over your twitchy clit.

“Oh…” they both blush a bit and pull back as if it were some mistake, before diving back in, tongues circling your clit in tandem, both men's fingers working your needy cunt. “Did you two… ah. Kiss?”

“No!?”

“Indeed no!?”

You go to giggle.

Big mistake.

The two white haired sorcerers immediately position you, so you're laying on your back sideways on the bed, Qifrey settling between your thighs with his fat cock tugged out of his robes, as Satoru positions himself by your head, his pink tip dripping white little drops on your lips.

“You want me to take care of you, hmm? Pretty girl,” Qifrey’s words are fucking you up – blood rushing through your ears as you nod, feeling his cock slide between your puffy folds, while Satoru’s darts on the seem of your lips, running across it achingly slow.

 "I want to watch that pretty throat bulge when I fuck it," he murmurs, moaning when you lap at his tip, your mouth opening wide. “Watch you swallow every inch."

"And I want to see myself…” He pushes right into your slick heat, you’re so damn wet your cunt takes him easy despite how fucking long he is, he lets out a little moan, eyeing that stomach bulging. “Right here.”

tBoth men eye your body, Qifrey painting pretty patterns with his fingers on your tummy, while his cock is gliding in, Satoru pressing so that you choke on him, shushing you carefully.

“That’s it, you can take us, sweetheart,” he cooes those words, watching his shape in your throat while he sees Qifrey’s cockprint moving in and out of your stomach. “Look at you. Made for it.”

“You're taking us so well,” Qifrey whispers, picking up your thighs now and spreading them wide, watching how she so greedily grabs onto his cock, every thrust making slick just pour. “I was neglecting my apprentice, I see.”

“You were,” Satoru whines out – Qifrey would make fun of that sound, but he’s doing the same goddamn thing when you grip him, swallowing around the other sorcerer’s cock. “Fuck…”

They begin to move their cocks in perfect sync, tears slip from the corners of your eyes as Satoru sinks deeper, and Qifrey’s tip is just kissing your cute lil cervix. You’re so full of both of them you can hardly see, vision fuzzy as your eyelashes flutter closed, seeing stars behind your eyes.

It’s not long before he has you on your hands and knees, sucking Satoru like that while his hand entangles in your hair, his heavy balls slapping your clit, the loud slick sounds of the men fucking you echoing in the bedchamber. Satoru’s gasping out as he shoves his cock fully inside your mouth, that tip gliding on your throat until your nose is flush with the little smattering of white hair, and Qifrey is leaned back, watching your cunt taking him.

“Look at that, so eager,” he clicks his tongue, smirking just a bit, that little eye glass fogging up with his own breaths as he pulls out fully, slapping his fat cock right on your needy cunt, chuckling. “Beggin’ for all that cum inside, isn’t she?”

Satoru pulls out so you can speak, throat sore with how he’s stretched it out, saliva just dripping from your lips. Satoru tilts your chin up, smiling down at you, thumb brushing over your lower lip now, swiping some of his pre.

“Answer him, sweetheart.”

“Want it,” you manage, peeking back to see your teacher gripping your hips, nudging his tip teasingly against your clit, coating it in sticky pre. “I do…”

“How do we ask, love?” Qifrey nudges your clit again. “Have I not taught you any manners during our lessons?”

“Please,” you whisper, gasping out as Qifrey shoves his length back inside your snug lil cunt, she’s quivering all round him as he leans close, and Satoru is tugging your mouth back open.

“Want to swallow all this cum while he fills you?” He asks, making your cheeks heat up. “Looking all innocent when you just want all this cum.”

“Mhm,” is all you can manage, tongue out, letting them both fuck their loads inside – so full you’re swallowing Gojo down, as Qifrey pumps you so full it won’t even stay in.

Don’t worry – the sorcerers make sure to clean your pussy right up, and if their tongues catch each other, well they’re just sharing your taste – and Qifrey’s cum is quite sweet, even if Satoru won’t admit it. They’re certainly not kissing, and they absolutely can’t stand each other – they’re just getting along for you!