The ex your new boyfriend didn't have to worry about
𑁤 nerd ex-bf gojo x reader, stalking, masturbation, little angst, smut 18+, insert of nanami x reader, mentions of cheating, reader got her revenge . . .
Moving past your relationship with Satoru wasn't easy.
Everywhere you went was tied to a memory of him, your room held the most memories, the hallway where he always walked you, the classes you always attended together, the small cinema near your college where you always went together. In short, being there felt like being in prison.
But walking past the college without seeing him was far better, after all you never saw him anymore anyway. Avoiding him had been your choice during the first week following the incident, the day after you’d caught him out, he had bombarded you with messages and calls, only to stop randomly -just like that. You had decided to avoid him regardless, but then it seemed like he was avoiding you -except that in reality, he was avoiding everyone.
Nanami was Satoru’s best friend, alongside Suguru. You had never been particularly close to Nanami, yet he had always struck you as a mysterious and attractive person -especially attractive, since it was undeniable that he was a handsome guy.
Your first meeting after your breakup with Satoru happened completely by chance, just like in the movies.
You were walking down the hallway with a stack of books in your arms, running completely late for class, when you bumped into someone's chest and all your books fell to the floor -and who else could it be but your ex's best friend?
Nanami looked at you with sharp eyes and a faint smile played on his thin lips. "You're already late for class, it started at least half an hour ago." Annoyed by his words, you rolled your eyes -Satoru had probably sent him to bother you. "And how do you know which class is mine?"
Nanami chuckled as he bent down to pick up your books -it was incredible to think that two men had been on their knees for you in just the past month. "I know because it's the same class Satoru is skipping," he said, standing up and handing the books back to you. You felt a twinge of bitterness hearing that name pass his lips, and Nanami noticed it as he studied your face. "Want to step outside for a cigarette?"
From that day on, you grew closer and closer to Nanami, he wasn't the kind of person who had you dying of laughter but being with him was very pleasant. You started seeing each other more and more, any excuse was good enough to meet up, even if just for five minutes.
By now, a month and nearly a week had passed since Satoru’s cheating and you needed to move on -especially since that bastard was ignoring you. Who did he think he was?
And so, nearly two months after the breakup with Satoru, you and Nanami started seeing each other. It wasn't a serious relationship yet, but you began to view one another person in a romantic light.
But you knew something was wrong.
Ever since you were little, you had always felt somewhat spied upon but lately that sensation had intensified, you knew someone was watching you.
You didn’t mentioned it to Nanami, you looked crazy as fuck if you said that somebody was watching you, you even checked the entire room but there was no trace of a camera or a person.
And you didn't even know who it could be until that Tuesday evening.
You were lying flat on your bed, wearing nothing but lace panties and one of Satoru’s old, oversized t-shirts -you didn't miss him, the shirt was just comfortable, so you wore it. You were scrolling through TikTok on your phone, completely tired and bored, until you heard it.
A message notification popped up, it was from an unknown number. It was incredibly strange, because very few people had your number and you hadn't given it to anyone recently.
┆ You look so sexy in that t-shirt right now, whose is it?
You were completely frozen -who the fuck was it? It could have been some kind of jokes, maybe by one of your friends or Nanami, they knew you always wore oversized t-shirts when hanging out in your room. The solution was to ignore the message, someone would probably text you soon to say it was all just a joke.
┆ What are you doing, ignoring me?
┆ It’s not polite to ignore me when, wearing that t-shirt, you were begging me to push it harder.
That was Satoru -you were 100% sure of it.
He was the only one who knew you always wore that t-shirt when you fucked with him. A sudden wave of anxiety washed over you, you grabbed some tape to cover the camera on your phone, your iPad, and your computer -and even, just to be safe, the teddy bear Satoru had given you.
┆ Sweetheart you underestimate me, don’t say to me that you think I’m that banal.
He could still see you -fuck, he could still see you.
You were in a complete panic, you knew someone was watching you and you could sense it was Satoru -what the hell were you supposed to do?
You were absolutely terrified, I mean, someone was spying on you while you stepped out of the shower, while you were studying... and who knows what else that creep had seen.
You were about to call Nanami, but you didn't know if tell him this and look crazy or keep it to yourself and go crazy, one thing was certain -you had to take revenge at that maniac Satoru.
A twisted idea immediately crossed your mind, you smiled slightly at the devious plan you had just conceived and quickly tapped the icon for Nanami's number to call him.
Satoru wanted to spy on you? Fine, you were going to give him a fucking show to watch.
Nanami quickly arrived at your door, you opened it the moment you heard him knock. He looked handsome as ever -though a bit tired,wearing a simple shirt with his hair worn down, with that sharp yet incredibly arousing gaze.
You didn't even give him time to speak, you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulled him into your room and closed the door behind him, immediately greeting him with a passionate kiss, which he returned resting his large hands on your hips.
As soon as you pulled apart to catch your breath, he caressed your face and gave a faint smile. "Babe, what is it?" he asked, surprised by your behavior, you whispered, "I want you” in a 'sensual' voice.
And you couldn't fucking believe that you were using that slutty voice to get revenge on that maniac stalker of Satoru.
Nanami smirked at your words and planting a quick peck on your lips, whispered, "Oh really? You want me?". Completely focused on carrying out your plan, you nodded, lightly biting your lower lip.
After your words, Nanami kissed you passionately, he slid his hands down to the backs of your bare thighs and lifted you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you to the bed.
He laid you down on the bed and positioned himself between your legs -the exact position Satoru had been in that night, and without breaking the kiss, began pressing his throbbing erection against you, and you could already feel your core growing wet.
Impatiently, you began unzipping Nanami’s trousers, while your t-shirt was already pushed up, leaving you covered only by your lace panties -which were already dripping wet.
Pulling away to catch his breath, Nanami lowered his trousers completely, leaving him in just his boxers -with that visible bulge, and placed a hand on your thigh, he quickly slid his hand up to your intimate area, moved your panties aside, and began tracing small circles to stimulate your clitoris, while using two fingers to slowly prepare you.
You were already starting to moan to get the reaction you wanted, but you didn't speak of Nanami.
You were talking about Satoru, who -from his room, was having the exact reaction you wanted, staring at the computer screen while clenching one hand into a fist, absolutely furious at that piece of shit Nanami. He hated seeing you immersed in pleasure knowing it wasn't coming from him -every expression you made, the sounds escaping your delicate lips, the way your hand gripped Nanami’s bicep so tightly -a grip that used to be on Satoru’s.
Without realizing it, Satoru had become painfully hard as he watched you and "his best friend" who was just about to slide inside you. You were already moaning with pleasure, your face flushed and your hair spread across the mattress, you were wearing his T-shirt -a piece of him, while his best friend thrust into you.
Still angry, Satoru brought his hand to his erection -already slick with pre-cum, and began thrusting into his palm as he watched you taking all of Nanami inside you; your face was contorted in pain yet simultaneously filled with pleasure. Satoru remembered all too well what it was like to be inside you -so tight and warm. Your pussy seemed made for his cock, even though it was huge, you accommodated it perfectly, wrapping tightly around it.
Satoru was jerking off, his strokes growing increasingly forceful as he imagined being inside you once again -it was pathetic, but he couldn't see you in that setting without feeling an uncontrollable urge to touch himself.
Your moans grew louder, matching the rhythm of Satoru’s powerful thrusts, then you felt it -the head of Nanami’s cock striking that magic spot deep inside you. Both Nanami and Satoru realized you were on the verge of climax, Nanami thrust harder, targeting that exact spot, while Satoru drove his hand against his own cock with increasing force. Small tears welled in the corners of his eyes as he felt the orgasm about to overwhelm him, too.
You came with a little cry escaping your lips as Nanami also let go, cumming inside you. But after that cry, Nanami wasn't the only one to came, Satoru’s palm also became white with his sperm spilling from the tip.
As Satoru tried to steady his heartbeat, he watched you get out of bed, still limping slightly, you walked over to the desk, reached into the vase, grabbed the hidden video camera and crushed it on the floor with a satisfied smile in your lips . Satoru was shocked, you know that he was watching.
He grabbed his phone, which had been left on the desk, and sent you a message from his unknown number.
┆ Did you know? Please reply.
As you watched the notification appear on your phone screen, a satisfied smile spread across your lips.
Satoru wasn't the only one who could have some fun.
//Hi! Sorry y’all, i’m such a slut for Nanami..
(Idk if this should have a part three)
