Lain

As you’re preparing for dinner your charming husband Satoru Gojo returns home from a mission appearing to have teleported behind you.

“What’cha cooking?” he places his lips on the sweet spot connecting your ear and neck.

You lean your head back into his embrace allowing his lips to have further access to your neck.

“Mmm, your favorite…but i couldn’t decide on what dessert to pair with it.” You look up at him between hair strands bright blue eyes staring back at you with a spark of evil in them.

His hands begin to roam, one reaching under your shirt flicking your nipple. While the other sneaks its way to under the waistline of your shorts either a subtle SNAP as his lips play alongside your neck.

“Mmm..how about we skip dinner and get right to my favorite, dessert” Goji turns you to face him back flushed against the counter as he lives you onto the cool marble surface.

Your eyes as he lowers himself until he is face level with your clothed cunt. He slowly removes your lounging shorts until he’s face-to-face with the slick sheen of your pussy. Taking a quick second to place his eyes on the most beautiful site he’s ever seen..

“Baby, I haven’t even touched her yet and she’s already soaking.” he behaves as he places his index finger on top of your budding clit flicking it as he quickly as you for reaction.

“ ‘Toru!!” you quickly grab a tough of his hair, biting your bottom lip.

“ Keep steady princess! I’ve been dying of hunger all day.” he whispers before diving in going straight to sucking on your clit, suckling as if it’s his last meal.

His fingers squelch in and out of you as you roll your head back the sounds of your moans and his grunts feel the air.

“It’s too much!!! S-satoru” rocking your hips against his tongue, knuckles, turning white from gripping his hair as you peer down to look at your oh so hard-working husband, eating like his life depends on it. 

he holds your thighs apart with all his might as you begin to feel a tight knot in your stomach.

“Toru baby, i’m gonna cum…” you whisper, giving the top of his head a few pats. You begin to feel the lack of the warmness that was once placed on you as you see Gojo coming back up with an evil slik covered grin clapping his hands together and finally saying.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and approached her with a confident stride. She turned, her eyes lighting up as she noticed him.

"Hey, Gojo," she greeted with a warm smile. "What's up?"

Gojo returned the smile, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something important. Do you have a moment?"

She nodded, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. "Of course, Gojo. What's on your mind?"

Finding a quiet corner in the hallway, away from the hustle and bustle, Gojo gathered his thoughts and spoke from the heart.

"Ever since I met you, something changed within me," he began, his voice filled with sincerity. "Your smile, your laughter, the way you light up a room — it all captivates me. I find myself thinking about you constantly, and I can't deny the feelings that have grown in my heart."

His crush listened intently, her expression a mix of surprise and anticipation. Gojo continued, his words flowing freely now.

"I'm falling for you, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. You're not just someone I admire from a distance. I want to be the one who makes you smile, who supports you, and who shares all the joys and challenges of life with you."

Gojo took a moment to gauge her reaction, his heart pounding with anticipation. She smiled, a blush coloring her cheeks.

"Gojo, I... I've felt the same way," she admitted, her voice filled with warmth. "Your presence, your humor, the way you make me feel at ease... It's something special."

Relief washed over Gojo, and a wide grin spread across his face. "Really? You have no idea how happy that makes me."

She reached out, gently taking his hand in hers. "Gojo, I'd be honored to explore this connection between us. Let's see where our feelings take us."

Gojo felt a surge of joy and excitement, a weight lifted off his shoulders. He squeezed her hand, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"I can't wait to see what the future holds for us," he said, his voice filled with optimism.

As Y/N's belly grew round with their child, Gojo's protectiveness grew stronger. He learned about prenatal care, attending every doctor's appointment with Y/N, and reading countless books on pregnancy and childbirth. He wanted to be prepared for anything that might come their way.

Late one evening, as Y/N was struggling with discomfort, Gojo took it upon himself to create a cozy atmosphere. He dimmed the lights and lit scented candles to ease her stress. He then gently massaged her swollen feet and back, ensuring she was as comfortable as possible.

As the due date drew near, Gojo had their bags packed for the hospital, complete with all of Y/N's favorite snacks and a playlist of soothing music. He wanted to ensure the birthing experience was as positive as it could be.

When the big day finally arrived, Gojo was a pillar of strength for Y/N. He held her hand, encouraged her through the pain, and whispered words of love and reassurance. Seeing the determination and courage in his wife's eyes, he knew they could face anything together.

After a long and arduous labor, their child was born. Gojo's heart swelled with pride and joy as he held their precious baby for the first time. His love for Y/N deepened even further, knowing the strength and resilience it took to bring their child into the world.

In the days that followed, Gojo continued to be the loving and supportive husband, helping with late-night feedings, changing diapers, and ensuring Y/N got the rest she needed. He cherished every moment with their growing family, realizing that being a protector meant not only battling curses but also nurturing and caring for his loved ones.

Every time he saw her, his heart skipped a beat. She had a radiant smile and a kindness that made him feel warm inside. She was smart, funny, and had a passion for life that was infectious. Gojo couldn't help but be drawn to her like a magnet.

One day, during lunch break, Gojo found himself sitting with his group of friends, unable to focus on their conversation. His gaze wandered to where she sat with her own friends, laughing and engaged in animated discussion. His friends noticed his distraction and exchanged knowing glances.

"Gojo, you're awfully quiet today. Anything on your mind?" one of his friends teased, nudging him playfully.

Gojo smirked, trying to play it cool. "Oh, just pondering the mysteries of the universe. You know how it is."

But deep down, his thoughts were consumed by her. He longed to find a way to approach her, to get to know her better. Gathering his courage, Gojo decided it was time to take action.

One afternoon after school, Gojo caught sight of her in the library, engrossed in a book. He took a deep breath, approached her with a confident stride, and flashed his signature smile.

"Hey there," Gojo greeted, his voice smooth yet tinged with nervousness. "I noticed you're always immersed in the world of books. What are you reading?"

She looked up, surprise flickering in her eyes. "Oh, hi! It's a fantasy novel. I'm a big fan of escaping into different worlds."

Gojo's face lit up with genuine interest. "That's amazing! I love fantasy too. Mind if I join you for a bit?"

She smiled, scooting over to make room for him. As they delved into a conversation about their favorite authors and imaginary realms, Gojo felt a sense of connection that went beyond surface-level attraction. It was a meeting of minds and hearts.