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“cmon baby,” he said, tsking playfully— like this was a game to him— as he watched you writhe on his cock. “just like the first time you took this dick, huh? cmon, you can do it, i believe in you.” he said, stroking down your stomach slowly, and reaching down to thumb at your clit.
you shakily rode him, and yes— it definitely felt like it was your first time riding him everytime you did so. you never got over the sheer size of him. “mmh, i—i’m tryinggg—“ you whimpered, placing one hand on his chest for stabilization. “poor baby,” he said teasingly, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he watched you.
“put some work into it. there you go, just like that.” he groaned, as you finally mustered up the strength to pick up your pace. “fuuck, just like that. give it to me.” he nodded, watching you. as you adjusted to his size, you let out a shrill moan, your eyes squeezing shut. “see, that wasn’t so hard was it?” he said softly. “t—toji, i’m nuh—not gonna last long.” you spoke, returning your gaze onto him.
“yes you will,” he said, reaching his other hand, which wasn’t occupied with playing with your sensitive clit, to guide your hips to move on him the way he wanted. “you think i’m just gonna let you tap out on me? you’re funny.” he said, moaning as you moved your hips— per his guidance.
“shit, baby. finally learning, huh? what a good girl, finally using that dumb brain for good.” he breathed. “just like that. keep going, you wanna be good for me, don’t you?” he said, meeting your own strokes with his thrusts.
you nodded desperately, continuing your movements despite your growing fatigue. “yes, yes yes— yeah,” you moaned. “fuck, i can’t hold it back anymore—“ you whimpered. he chuckled, shaking his head. “cmon, then. come for me.” and when your finally came, your body tensing but your movements continuing shakily, your moans increased in volume. he watched this whole thing, an accomplished smile on his face.
his hand came up to stroke your back slowly. “aww, that’s it— fuck, mhm, cum on that dick..” he murmured, placing his hand on the small of your back to stabilize you. “see? you’re not that dumb.” he said, kissing your temple.
i just saw one of your fics (the toji one about him thrusting ur weight at the gym) being plagiarized for the OFF CAMPUS series and i swear to god my jaw was on the floor because it was word for word THE same. all they did was change the name. 💀
WHATTTTT BRUHHHH?? SOMEONE SEND IT TO ME RN OR TAG ME PLEASEEEEEEEE??!!??
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“please,” he whimpered, his hands on your hips, clutching them with a implacable desperation, refusing to loosen his hold. “you look so beautiful right now, and— and i just need this.” he said, pressing his face between your clothed thighs.
“i promise i’ll be good. i jus— just— i need to have you, okay?...” gojo knew he needed to distract you from the fact that you caught him borderline stalking you. that sweet boy façade that he’s been putting up for you had turned out to be a front. in all actuality— satoru gojo was a freak. a pervert, if you will. as you went into your room after a long day of classes, you had caught him on your personal laptop, transferring your photos— selfies, candid pictures, even your nudes to his own phone.
unbeknownst to you, he had a collection of his own photos he’s taken of you on his phone. whether it be between classes or after study sessions, he dedicates his free time to you. you’re his release. his sanctuary.
and you look prettiest when you’re oblivious.
“please,” he whispered between your thighs. “those pictures mean nothing. i’m—it’s still me. it’s still me, okay?” he said, tears pricking his eyes. he took a deep inhale of your scent, and he moaned quietly. “please just— just let me have this. you’ll let me have it, right?”
you ran your fingers through his hair, and then gripped the back of his head, pulling his head up so he looked up at you. “you’re gross, satoru.” you said. “and desperate.” you added.
“i am.” he said back, almost immediately. “but i promise it’s for good reason. i—i just really like you.” he whispered, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. “let me show you how much i like you. please.” he pleaded, pulling your shorts down. despite your spiteful words, you lifted your hips to allow him to take off your shorts easier. “i already know what you like.” he said, but you didn’t doubt it once. “you like it soft,” he whispered, resting his cheek on your thigh, as he reached out and rubbed his index finger over your clothed clit.
“gentle..” he murmured, urging your thighs further apart with his free hand. he scooted you closer to him, on the edge of your bed, and he put one of your thighs over his shoulder. he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your clothed clit. “sometimes i think i know you better than you know yourself.” he said quietly.
“can i take these off?” he asked, looking up at you with those sweet eyes. a wolf in sheep’s clothing, that boy. you nodded, and then he spoke. “words..” he murmured, caressing your thigh. “yes, satoru.” you finally said. he slid off your panties, and let out a soft sigh, his eyebrows twitching in pleasure.
he spread your legs a bit wider, and leaned in, his breath fanning over your sensitive heat. his lips latched onto your clit, giving gentle sucks and kisses. satoru studied you. he truly knew exactly what you were looking for, craving for, and what buttons to push to get you to the edge. aside from looking at your private pictures, he also looked through your likes on twitter, and what you read about.
maybe he did know you better than you knew yourself.
because as of right now, he was striking every chord to a T.
you writhed beneath him, his name falling from your lips in sweet, sweet gasps, just as he prayed for every night. you grabbed his hair, not even having to guide him how to do it right. he just.. knew. you were almost embarrassed at how quickly he took you to the edge.
“satoru,” you whispered, letting your eyes fall shut. “i’m close.” you murmured, returning your gaze back onto him. he moaned into your flesh, and looked up into your eyes.
he locked his arms around your thighs so you stayed in place, and kept his eyes on you. his working tongue sped up on you, giving you gentle licks and sucks, despite the speed. there was nothing in this world that he wanted more, than for you to finally come on his tongue.
he watched as you tensed up, your eyes squeezing shut. he felt you clench, and felt your legs lock around his head, and he absolutely relished in it. he couldn’t help but grind himself against your bed, his hips bucking against your sheets desperately, matching your speed. “please,” he whispered, keeping his eyes locked onto you. “i need it. i need this so bad.”
and finally, as you came onto his tongue, it sped up his own release. he gasped against your heat, pulling away briefly to collect himself. you caught your own breath, looking down at him. “satoru?” you murmured, beginning to sit up. you ran your fingers through his hair, picking up his head. you could see the faintest pricking of tears on his waterline.
with that, he came closer to you, and kissed you with a red hot passion that he couldn’t respectfully hold back anymore. “you’re just so beautiful.” he mumbled against your lips, cupping your cheek. “did you—?” you said against his lips, but didn’t finish, your words being swallowed by his mouth.
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toji came through the door, taking his gym shoes off immediately. you were on the couch, blanket pulled to your chin. as you heard his heavy footsteps, you looked over the arm of the couch, meeting his own dark, mischief filled eyes. “no.” you said, beginning to sit up. “no, toji. get back.” you smiled, putting a hand out to distance him. “you didn’t miss me?” he said, a sleazy smile on his face. he stalked closer to you, looking through his eyelashes at your form. “don’t run from it, baby. come feel on me.”
before you could protest, he braced both of his hands beside your head, and laid his body weight on you. you smiled, trying to push him away, but ultimately failing. “toji, you smell.” you said, pressing your hands against his chest. “oh, i missed you baby. mm.. couldn’t stop thinking of you.” he murmured against your neck. “i was doing hip thrusts today. i thrusted how much you weigh.” he said, rubbing himself against you, almost like a dog trying to put its scent on something. “that’s when i thought of you.”
you felt something poking your inner thigh, and you scoffed. “you’re nasty.” you said. “i want you.” he mumbled, sitting up between your thighs. he took your hand, and guided it to his heavy bulge. “i trained. just for you.” he said, his voice in a mockingly pleading tone. he moaned as your hand kneaded his bulge, and he looked down at it, watching as you did so. he looked back down at you, biting his lip. “aren’t you proud of me? trained hard as shit so you don’t have to do any work when we’re fucking.” he said, pushing his damp hair off of his forehead.
he grabbed your hips, pulling them closer, so your covered crotch was flush against his bulge. he gave one slow thrust, and smiled. “i know you feel that.” he said, looking down as he began to slowly grind against you. “you don’t have to do anything, yknow. i can do all the work. like i usually do.” he teased, putting wet kisses all over the side of your neck. he grabbed your waist, and effortlessly maneuvered you, so you were straddling him. “it’s okay, baby. you can act like you don’t want it, but i know you do.” he cooed, running his hand down your stomach. he smirked, biting his lip as he noticed you trying to be subtle, as you “adjusted” your position on him.
“see? that’s my girl, always wanting this dick. it’s okay, baby. you don’t have to hide it.”
I feel like I owe you guys an apology for not being so consistent! school has been super hectic lately, finals have been eating at my mental health :,)
i will get back to writing, I’ll try to post again LEAST once a week. Thank you guys for ur patience <3 i love u guys
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“please,” he whimpered, his hands on your hips, clutching them with a implacable desperation, refusing to loosen his hold. “you look so beautiful right now, and— and i just need this.” he said, pressing his face between your clothed thighs.
“i promise i’ll be good. i jus— just— i need to have you, okay?...” gojo knew he needed to distract you from the fact that you caught him borderline stalking you. that sweet boy façade that he’s been putting up for you had turned out to be a front. in all actuality— satoru gojo was a freak. a pervert, if you will. as you went into your room after a long day of classes, you had caught him on your personal laptop, transferring your photos— selfies, candid pictures, even your nudes to his own phone.
unbeknownst to you, he had a collection of his own photos he’s taken of you on his phone. whether it be between classes or after study sessions, he dedicates his free time to you. you’re his release. his sanctuary.
and you look prettiest when you’re oblivious.
“please,” he whispered between your thighs. “those pictures mean nothing. i’m—it’s still me. it’s still me, okay?” he said, tears pricking his eyes. he took a deep inhale of your scent, and he moaned quietly. “please just— just let me have this. you’ll let me have it, right?”
you ran your fingers through his hair, and then gripped the back of his head, pulling his head up so he looked up at you. “you’re gross, satoru.” you said. “and desperate.” you added.
“i am.” he said back, almost immediately. “but i promise it’s for good reason. i—i just really like you.” he whispered, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. “let me show you how much i like you. please.” he pleaded, pulling your shorts down. despite your spiteful words, you lifted your hips to allow him to take off your shorts easier. “i already know what you like.” he said, but you didn’t doubt it once. “you like it soft,” he whispered, resting his cheek on your thigh, as he reached out and rubbed his index finger over your clothed clit.
“gentle..” he murmured, urging your thighs further apart with his free hand. he scooted you closer to him, on the edge of your bed, and he put one of your thighs over his shoulder. he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your clothed clit. “sometimes i think i know you better than you know yourself.” he said quietly.
“can i take these off?” he asked, looking up at you with those sweet eyes. a wolf in sheep’s clothing, that boy. you nodded, and then he spoke. “words..” he murmured, caressing your thigh. “yes, satoru.” you finally said. he slid off your panties, and let out a soft sigh, his eyebrows twitching in pleasure.
he spread your legs a bit wider, and leaned in, his breath fanning over your sensitive heat. his lips latched onto your clit, giving gentle sucks and kisses. satoru studied you. he truly knew exactly what you were looking for, craving for, and what buttons to push to get you to the edge. aside from looking at your private pictures, he also looked through your likes on twitter, and what you read about.
maybe he did know you better than you knew yourself.
because as of right now, he was striking every chord to a T.
you writhed beneath him, his name falling from your lips in sweet, sweet gasps, just as he prayed for every night. you grabbed his hair, not even having to guide him how to do it right. he just.. knew. you were almost embarrassed at how quickly he took you to the edge.
“satoru,” you whispered, letting your eyes fall shut. “i’m close.” you murmured, returning your gaze back onto him. he moaned into your flesh, and looked up into your eyes.
he locked his arms around your thighs so you stayed in place, and kept his eyes on you. his working tongue sped up on you, giving you gentle licks and sucks, despite the speed. there was nothing in this world that he wanted more, than for you to finally come on his tongue.
he watched as you tensed up, your eyes squeezing shut. he felt you clench, and felt your legs lock around his head, and he absolutely relished in it. he couldn’t help but grind himself against your bed, his hips bucking against your sheets desperately, matching your speed. “please,” he whispered, keeping his eyes locked onto you. “i need it. i need this so bad.”
and finally, as you came onto his tongue, it sped up his own release. he gasped against your heat, pulling away briefly to collect himself. you caught your own breath, looking down at him. “satoru?” you murmured, beginning to sit up. you ran your fingers through his hair, picking up his head. you could see the faintest pricking of tears on his waterline.
with that, he came closer to you, and kissed you with a red hot passion that he couldn’t respectfully hold back anymore. “you’re just so beautiful.” he mumbled against your lips, cupping your cheek. “did you—?” you said against his lips, but didn’t finish, your words being swallowed by his mouth.
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