you can hear itadori purr through paper thin bedroom walls as you spin webs of slick over your swollen clit — rubbing it mercilessly in tune with the dull thud of his bed against the barrier between you. you match your roommates pace, the switch between gruellingly slow grinds and thoughtful thrusts which you know hit deep. if you close your eyes, you can almost picture him above you, inside you, sinking into walls that welcome him back as though he had never left.

with one hand you spread your folds wide, strings of arousal breaking between them like ruined strands of glue. using the other, your fingers trace lower to press into your quivering hole — you picture yuuji’s stretch, how you’ll struggle to swallow his dick down to the hilt and how proud he’ll be when you do.

“fuck, don’t tell me you’ve had enough. you’re gonna take these inches just like the rest of me. you’re gonna be good, right? that’s what you are… good f’me. good for me.”

you can’t help the way you gush around your fingers at his voice. pulled tight in his throat by lust, gravely against a stranger’s ear to which you feel envious of. yuuji has always been a talker and you could genuinely listen to him for hours, but when he’s fucking someone just one wall away from you — muttering filthy verses into their skin, you know you won’t last very long.

“i can take it. i wanna take it, ‘ji,” you breathe to yourself, under warm breath and teary eyes. the stimulation your fingers provide as they nudge at your wet walls and g-spot — you imagine — hardly compare to the heavy press of yuuji’s cock against them. you know that you’d feel so full, feel his tip climbing up to your ribcage. you know you’ve never wanted someone so bad.

the pace next door quickens, the moans shared grow loud and uncontrolled and for a second — you think that he might be moaning for you. in your mind, you can taste the desperation in the curse words that slip from yuuji’s lips and layer over lewd squelching. the plap of your pussy ravaged by thick cock that throbs every time you clench.

“i want you to cum for me, baby,” he says distantly, fractured voice and slapping skin. “can you do that? cum for me?”

you nod and flex your fingers against every pleasure spot you know your rippling walls possess — imagining the new ones yuuji would discover if he were the one fucking you. “y-yes! i can… ‘m gonna… gonna cum for you ‘ji!” you shriek, muffling the pathetic sound with your shirt between your teeth. “fuck, yuuji!”

it hits when his hits, a tidal wave of lust in liquid form that rushes through your ears like hot blood and streams from your cunt in clear, perfect streams. the high pitched wail that claws its way out of you mimics itadori’s guttural groan while he finishes inside his partner.

“there’s so much cum, so fuckin’ much. wanna put it all inside you.” he chokes. “baby, oh my god.”

you bet it’s warm, viscous as it pools against their entrance. a sleepy thought you barely remember as the strength of your orgasm tugs you to sleep. a slumber where you’ll forget how loud you were when you came and how thin the walls really are.

because in the morning, there is no smell of bacon to rouse you, or hird plate set for breakfast nor is there a sweaty yuuji returning from the gym. its just him and tired eyes and a slanted smirk that makes your gut turn sideways as he carefully pries open your bedroom door — brown eyes dropping to the sticky fingers still buried between your thighs ( of course you’d fallen asleep fucking yourself ).

“i guess we both had fun last night, roomie,” yuuji beams. warm and sugary like molasses melted on a stove. “but what i’d really love to know is … if you moaning my name to get a rise out of me or to get me to finally fuck you.”

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