synopsis— nerdjo is your tutor who’s secretly obsessed with you. what happens when he finally breaks?
warning: smut so, MDNI!!! gojo is OBSESSED!! pinv sex. rough sex? finger-sucking. fingering. nose bleeds. unprotected sex. cream pie. edging. dom!gojo. PUSSYDRUNK gojo. tummy bulge. oral (f.receiving). slight dry humping. mentions of masturbation (m). confessions. getting together in the end.
note: hellooo!! i’m actually shocked that a few people saw, and enjoyed my last upload. thank you so muuuuch!! i figure i might as well get this brain working and give you another. please bare with me, im not the greatest at writing smut. when the idea popped into my head, i just HAD to write it out. i hope you enjoy, and feel free to leave your honest feedback<3
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never in a million years did satoru gojo expect that he’d become your arranged tutor for the end of semester exam. the man has quite literally been obsessed with you since the start of the school year.
how could he not be obsessed? you were gorgeous, not just on the outside. he loved the way that you were so kind to everyone around. he loved how you shared your materials with others when they ran out. he loved how you’d smile and wave at him when you’d catch him staring.
so yeah, he was pretty freaked out the first time you guys met up in his dorm to study. though, satoru gojo was the type to seem unbothered on the outside no matter how he truly felt. he’d stay calm when explaining formulas to you, he’d have a kind but neutral expression on his face through the few hours you were over.
once you’d leave, he’d face palm and groan to himself as if feeling guilty for feeling so strongly for you. as days passed and you’d come over everyday after class to study, his infatuation only grew deeper. he’d catch himself seeking you out in class and studying your every move rather than focusing on the lecture.
it didn’t stop there, he started having thoughts. dirty, nasty thoughts that made him feel sick with guilt. he thought he’d suppressed them, until you’d come back over to his dorm to study.
he noticed that you’d always wear such short skirts. his eyes would drop to your thighs, they look so soft and he just wants to squeeze them. his eyes focused on your face would drop down as you’d lean forward to take a look at his notebook.
your breast nearly busting out the seams of your low cut shirt. he’d grit his jaw, fist clenching under his desk. even down to the way you’d smile when he told you that you were doing a good job with the equations. the way you’d twirl a strand of your hair in concentration.
it’s almost like you’re taunting him on purpose. he tried, really tried to push those feelings aside. that is until one day in class, you’d dropped your pencil. you’d bent down right in front of his desk to pick it up. he didn’t mean to look, but he couldn’t pull his eyes away.
he saw it, that baby pink thong you’d had on that day beneath your skirt. he’d saw way more of your soft ass then what he should’ve. he tears his eyes away before anyone catches him.
heat travels straight down to his groin, his jeans suddenly feel suffocating. he crosses his legs to hide his raging boner. his focus is gone, eyes staring down at his notebook as the clock ticks almost mockingly.
as soon as he’s back to his dorm, he shoving his pants down. his cock flushed, leaking, and so painfully erect. every time he closes his eyes, the scene flashes before his eyes. gripping himself and stroking in fast, tight motions.
he’s too hot and out of it to feel guilty for thinking of you this way. all he’s focused on now is the way his hand grips his aching cock, pretending it was yours.
he thought that finishing to the thought of you would make the thoughts somehow magically disappear. oh was he incredibly wrong. they didn’t just go away, they got worse. the vision of you under him would haunt him even in deep sleep.
he’d wake up before his alarm, groaning as his hips rut against his mattress to try and surpress the ache between his legs. no matter what he did, the thoughts never went away. even though he kept things professional whenever he’d actually be around you.
then the day came. you knocked on his door, test results in hand and a big, proud smile on your face. he’d invite you in, smile, and congratulate you.
then the realization would hit, the tutor arrangement has ended now. no, no he couldn’t let you go. not after being this close to confessing.
hearing you say that your leaving, that the arrangement period has ended, and sounding so okay with it is what sent him to his breaking point. it’s the way that you think he’d be okay with just letting you go after tempting him for weeks. his resolve crumbles.
you’re in the middle of thanking him for all of his help, for helping you become successful. he’s sitting back in his desk chair, facing you. his eyes deadpanned on your face.
when you finish speaking, he erupts into a deep laughter. his shoulders shake as he places his hands over his face. you give him a confused look. “satoru? did i say something funny? i don’t understand.” his laughter simmers to a low chuckle.
he slide his glasses off with careful hands, folding them up and setting them on his desk. he’s leaned back in his desk chair. “of course, you don’t understand. gosh y/n…you really have no clue, huh?” his eyes lift to your face.
your body goes still on the other side of his room, brows still furrowed. his hands find the arm rest of his chair, pushing himself to his feet. he takes slow steps after slow steps towards you.
“you think that’s it? that you get to run off after i’ve spent so long helping you get to this point?” his voice is low, and rough with something you can’t quite put a finger on. “wasn’t that the point of the arrangement?” you murmur, lashes blinking up at him as his steps bring him closer and closer to you.
you find yourself taking steps backward. “that’s true, but that all went away the moment you first showed up in that slutty little skirt.” he scoffs a reply. “satoru..” you breath out and he finally steps right in front of you, leaving nowhere for you to turn. your back is against the wall.
“i’ve been driving myself mad with just the thought of you. you can’t just walk out when i feel this strongly for you. tell me…you feel the same, don’t you?” his voice comes out in a whisper. his piercing blue eyes staring right through you. you blink up at him.
the tension between you two is so thick you could cut it with a knife. a flush creeps up your neck and cheeks, you turn your head to the side to avoid his gaze.
his hand cups your cheek, turning you to look at him again. “you like me don’t you, pretty girl?” his eyes flick between yours. you let out a shaky exhale. “yes…i like you, a lot.” your words come out airy and soft.
his thumb traces over your bottom lip. “i knew you did baby. all this time and you were just begging to get my attention. you’ve got it baby, you’ve got it all.” he leans closer, hand slipping into your hair to tilt your head back as he crowds you against the wall.
his body presses to yours and he towers over you. you feel heat coiling low in your gut. a feeling you haven’t felt in quite sometime. you’ve never seen this side of satoru before, it’s exciting. “well now that you know, what’re you going to do with that information?” your voice rolls out in a whisper.
his face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath fanning against your lips. a smirk curls on his face, almost evil. his hand in your hair tightens just a bit more. his head leans down beside your ear. “oh baby, there’s so much i plan to do with that.” his voice low and deep in your ear.
his warm breath fanning against your neck. his lips brushing right against your pulse point. “like what..?” you breath out quietly. your chest rising and falling as the anticipation and excitement builds.
a silence falls between you both for a moment. next thing you know, his mouth is on yours. it’s not sweet or slow in the slightest. it’s deep, and rough. your tongues tangle and teeth clash. his hand has a firm grip on your jaw as he devours your mouth.
he yanks your body up against the wall, your legs instantly wrap around his hips. he carries you over to the bed, tossing you down with a force that knocks a soft breath from your chest. he’s back on you in an instant.
his hips slot between your legs, lips taking yours in another deep kiss. he groans into your mouth when you nip his bottom lip. his hips roll against you, giving you the first feel of his erect cock beneath his sweatpants.
you gasp, the kiss breaking. his hips continue to roll against you in nasty circles. “you feel that? you feel what you fuckin do to me baby?” he grits out as a moan rolls off his tongue.
his lips trail down your neck in hot, open-mouthed kisses. he sucks on that sweet spot right below your ear. you open your mouth to speak but satoru beats you to it.
“don’t worry, i’ll make sure you feel it, all of it. you just be good f’me and take it baby, okay?” his voice comes out low and rough. his tongue flicks out and drags along the fresh mark on your neck, you let out a shaky sigh.
he breaks away from you, almost tearing your clothes apart by how eager he is to get them off of you. your shirt is first to go, bra following right after. he stops a moment to look at your bare breasts, nipples peaked.
he can’t resist, each of his hands grab handfuls of your tits. he squeezes, mushing them around. his thumbs graze over your hardened nipples, then pinching and rolling them between his fingers. the motion draws a shaky sigh from your lips.
“oh baby, you’re perfect.” he comes down to press a sweet kiss right between your breasts. his hands drag down your sides, curling into the waistband of your skirt and tugging it off.
his eyes almost light up at the sight beneath it. that same, baby pink thong he’d caught a glimpse of that day you’d bent over in front of him. “this fuckin thong…haunting me..” his voice rumbles out in a gravelly tone. his finger curls into the elastic band, pulling it back then releasing it to crack against your skin.
you yelp at the sting, the sound making satoru chuckle deeply. he leans down to press a opened mouthed kiss right to where the stinging skin starts to welt.
he lifts up, arms crossing on either side of his body and curling into the hem of his shirt. he lifts it up and over his head, tossing it to the floor. he’s quite chiseled for someone who mostly studies.
his hands push your thighs apart, exposing the damp patch on those infamous baby pink panties. he grins to himself, eyes traveling up your body to meet your eyes.
the way you look right now, mostly naked, hair splayed over his pillows and with that needy look on your face. it’s something straight out of satoru’s dreams.
“d’you know how long i’ve wanted this? this exact moment has played in my head so many times, but of course this tops any fantasy i could ever have.” he hums out, his hand tugging the strings of his sweatpants undone.
once the sweatpants drop, you catch a glimpse of the raging hard on beneath his boxers. your eyes widen. for a nerdy guy, you definitely weren’t expecting him to be packing a fucking monster in his pants.
a low chuckle rumbles from his chest. “i know, crazy right? don’t worry, i wont hurt you baby, i’ll be sooo good to you.” he leans down presses kisses to your face. his hand travels between you both, finding its way to your clothed pussy.
his fingers press against your clit through the damp fabric, rubbing slow circles. you let out a soft sound. “satoru..” you gasp in a breathy voice.
“hmm? what is it, pretty girl?” he hums out in a sly tone. your hips buck up against his fingers. “i want to feel more..” you whine out, his hand pulling away from you. instead, tugging your panties off smoothly.
“yeah? then let me get you all nice and ready for me.” he grins, lowering his head between your parted thighs. a moan tears from your lips as his tongue drags through your puffy pussy lips. he chuckles against you.
his arm hooks one of your legs over his shoulder as his face nuzzles deeper into your slobbering cunt. his tongue flicks out and circles your clit. his eyes flutter as he tastes your sweet slick on his tongue. he doubles down, licking and sucking your clit into his mouth.
the action pulls a moan from your lips, your head falling back. his fingers nudge against your drooling entrance before sinking in deep and curling. your back arches slightly off the bed as you chant out his name. “fuck— satoru..”
the sound of his name rolling off your lips like that makes him moan into you, the sound vibrating through your body. his fingers pull out, then pump back into you deep in steady thrusts.
he hums in satisfaction while he fucks you with his mouth and tongue. his fingers scissor you open to stretch your tight walls to better accommodate what’s to come shortly. moans roll off your tongue, your fingers tugging at his hair.
heat pools in your gut, that familiar band coiling tight as you near your orgasm. “s-satoru…i’m gonna cum..” you breath out through moans. he hums against you, suddenly retracting his fingers and mouth from your aching pussy.
you whine at the loss of contact. satoru’s lips glisten with your slick. “toruuu, why’d you stop?” you drawl out in a whiney tone. your gummy walls now clenching around nothing. “ah ah ah. i want you to save it baby, that way you can cum all over my cock.” he hums.
“but—“ you protest, opening your mouth to complain. suddenly, something fills your mouth. it’s satoru’s fingers, the ones that had just been inside of you. “i don’t want any back talk baby. just take what i give you okay?” he retorts in a low voice.
you nod, his fingers coated in your slick press against your tongue. he flashes a smile. “gooood girl, now suck.” he drawls out. his fingers pump in and out of your mouth. you drag your tongue against his fingers and suck obediently. his smile grows wider.
“that’s it baby, you listen so well. now just for that, i’m gonna give you what you want.” he withdraws his fingers from your mouth. he bends down and presses a sweet kiss to your lips.
he pulls back, finally tugging his boxers off. his cock springs free. hard, flushed, and leaking a tremendous amount of precum. he grips himself at the base, squeezing and giving himself a long, slow stroke. he grunts.
he drags his fat tip through your slick folds. you let out a shaky sigh. “you’re so wet pretty girl. i don’t know how i’m going to survive this.” he coos at you. your chest rises and falls. he guides your legs to lock around his hips. he nudges his tip against your needy hole.
your breath stutters. “i’m gonna take care of you baby. promise.” he hums, kissing the corner of your mouth before finally pressing in. he slips inside inch by agonizing inch. his head falls forward against your shoulder.
the stretch tears a moan from the both of you. it’s a delicious feeling. his hips stutter, he was originally trying to take his time but he just can’t hold back. hips hips press forward in a hard thrust, his cock bottoming out inside of you. he fills you completely, stretching you wide. you yelp.
“fuuuuck..” he whimpers out. “i can’t…can’t hold back, im so…sorry” he voices out raggedly through heavy breaths. you open your mouth to speak, but that’s shortly interrupted by satoru’s deep, hard thrusts.
he lets out a guttural moan as he pulls out almost fully, just to plunge in deep over and over. his thrusts harsh from the start, pulling broken moans from your lips. your eyes fall on his face.
his eyes are squeezed shut tight. his thrusts punishing. you watch through bleary eyes as a small red droplet rolls out his nose. “t-toru….your nose is bleeding..” you manage to choke out. his thrusts falter, halting. his eyes flutter open.
he wipes his nose with the back of his hand, seeing the definite blood there. he chuckles breathily. “y-you just feel so good…i can’t take it..” his hips grind deep into you. you shudder, a breathy sound leaving your lips.
he pulls out suddenly, only to flip you onto your stomach. he raises your hips up, ass on display to him. one hand runs down your spine to arch you just right for him. his other hand squeezes the fat of your hip.
he realigns and plunges in deep and fast. the quick motion dragging a moan from both of you. his thrusts start off just as punishing as before, but now at a deeper angle.
his tip kisses your cervix with each time he pushes his cock deep into your gummy walls. the feeling is enough to make your toes curl and your fingers fist into the sheets. you turn your head to the side to look back at him.
your eyes are heavy lidded and your lips are parted with moans rolling off your tongue. he pounds into you at an almost frantic pace. “toruuu..s’good!” you gasp into the pillows.
“yeah? you’re takin it so fuckin well baby.” he punctuates his words with a smack to your ass. the sting making you yelp. your pussy gushes around him at the contact. he groans in pleasure, his pace increasing.
your hips buck back against him, fucking yourself back onto his thick cock. a creamy ring of arousal forming at the base of his cock each time he plunges back in deep. “fuck, yes baby squeeze me juuust like that.” he lands another crack to your ass. you squeal, walls tightening around him.
you moan into the pillows, drool pooling out of your mouth and into the fabric. the room fills with the sticky “plap! plap! plap!” sounds of skin meeting. he leans over you to kiss your cheek, chest pressed to your back. “you getting close baby? i know, i can feel it…” he hums into your ear.
he pulls out, rolling you onto your back again. he lifts your legs over his shoulder and sinks back into your sloppy cunt. his pace frantic and desperate.
you let out a cry of pleasure. your head falls back into the pillows. his cock drags against your sweet spot with every thrust, making your brain turn into mush, leaving you babbling nonsense. “wanna see your face when i make you cum….” he grits out, hands holding your hips tight enough to bruise.
your walls clench around his throbbing cock each time he hits your sweet spot. you’re so close, so so close. your vision is starting to white out and your body is starting to tremble and that spring coils tighter in your gut.
his hand presses against the imprint of his cock in your stomach. “gonna cum…right here baby. gonna fill you up.” he whines out. your walls have his cock in a chokehold. “t-toru…m’cumming!” you moan out in a whiney tone.
“do it, cmon pretty girl, give it to me.” his fingers find your clit, rubbing fast circles into the sensitive bundle of nerves. his cock splitting you open and hitting every sweet spot inside of you. your eyes roll into the back of your head as your orgasm takes over your whole body.
your body locks up and that spring snaps. your walls clamp around his cock, squeezing the life out of him. you let out a cry as your face twists in ecstasy. you cum all over his cock, coating him as your body shakes.
“fuuuck! m’cumming!” satoru whimpers. he thrusts once, twice, then burries his cock deep and spills into you. thick, creamy ropes of his cum fill you up to the brim. his body shudders through his orgasm.
satoru collapses over you. you both pant heavily as you come down from the intense highs, bodies covered in a thick sheen of sweat. he’s still stuffed inside of you, cock twitching as he empties everything inside of you.
once the high fades, satoru lifts off of you. he gently pulls out, his cum leaking out of you. he takes a look at your fucked out face. he comes up, brushes your hair from your sweaty forehead. “are you okay, pretty girl?” he murmurs softly now as the heat passes. he nuzzles his nose against your cheek, pressing a soft kiss to your skin.
you blink at him with a lazy smile. “m’okay..just sleepy..” you hum softly. he chuckles softly, his thumb brushes a drop a sweat from your eyebrow. “let me clean you up, then you can rest okay baby?” he coos softly. you give a lazy nod. he gets up and heads to the bathroom after pulling on his sweats from the floor.
once he returns, he offers you a drink of water which you take. he gently cleans up the mess between your thighs. he makes sure to handle your body with care after what he just put it through. once he’s finished, he tosses the rag into the laundry bin.
he comes back over, he slides a fresh pair of his boxers up your legs, then one of his shirts over your head. his hand rubs softly over the slight bloat of your belly, admiring how much he had filled you.
he crawls up the bed, shifting under the covers beside you. he wraps an arm around your body, pulling you into his chest. you hum in content as he rubs your lower back.
“i’m so glad that you like me back.” he hums softly. you lift your head to look at him, you blink sleepily up at him and smile softly. “does this mean im your girlfriend now?” you mumble, too sleepy to speak anything above a whisper.
“is that something you want? i mean, i really hope you’d say yes.” he replies, brushing hair from your face. “of course i want that.” you chuckle softly with a smile.
“so, you’ll be my girlfriend?” he smiles, eyes flicking between yours. “of course, silly.” you hum, a sleepy smile on your face. his expression brightens. “score!” he mutters in a giddy tone.
you giggle softly. there’s the dorky satoru you’re used to. you lean up and press your lips to his in a soft, sweet kiss. he reciprocates it with a happy hum. his arms wrap tighter around you.
your legs tangle beneath the blankets. silence falls except for the hum of the a/c and soft breaths between you two. he presses a kiss to your hair as your head lays on his chest again.
sleep soon takes you both under, warm in each others embrace. happy, content, and so excited for what the future holds for you both.
note: okayyy, round two. how was this oneee? i’m still not the greatest with smut, but i tried my best. i hope you enjoy! please leave suggestions on what i should do next, thank you:)!!
