#peachy

fratboy!gojo always said the sweetest of things, telling you how pretty you were or how adorable you looked while grading his work. you weren’t easy, but gojo was enticing. he made you feel wanted and pretty, something a nerd like you has never experienced.

fratboy!gojo‘s plan finally worked when he got the shy nerd to spread her pretty legs for him. stuffing you with two of his fingers was all that was needed to make a virgin like you fall in love.

fratboy!gojo was training you to be his perfect slut, stretching you every day to take his girthy cock, training your throat to take all 9 inches of him without struggling. he felt you were closer and closer to going all the way.

fratboy!gojo and you spent almost every day together. you were almost certain you guys were soon to be a couple. you excitedly climbed the stairs of the frat house, knocking on the door. toji and geto answered, giving each other knowing glances.

“hey, y/n, were you supposed to be here today?” geto asked, not even opening the door to let you in.

“uh… yeah? we meet every monday, wednesday, and friday,” you said, but at the same time, a girl walked down the stairs, hair disheveled, mascara running down her face, and her eyes bloodshot red. it was nothing new, probably a new girl sukuna was fucking.

“um,” toji hummed, looking behind him, but nothing could have prepared you for what the girl would say.

“i’ll be back tomorrow, toru!” she yelled up the stairs. toji and geto just looked at you. your heart was beating a mile a minute, and the only thing going through your mind was to run away. so that’s what you did.

fratboy!gojo knew he fucked up. the girl shouldn’t have been in his room in the first place. he tried to get in contact with you, but all roads led to nowhere. you blocked him everywhere, even your school groupme.

fratboy!gojo sat alone at the party, sipping on juice, not in the mood to drink. his already dampened mood was worsened by seeing your friends walk in, instantly making him think of you.

fratboy!gojo was shocked to see you at a party, living it up in your little dress, laughing with your friends, getting hit on by some loser jock. he could barely take it.

fratboy!gojo stormed in your direction, planning to make you listen to him. once he stood in front of you, he grabbed your hand, dragging you to the kitchen.

“let go of me!” you yelled, yanking your hand away from his. “go talk to your other fuck buddy and leave me alone!” you spat, and he just looked at you with a frown.

“that’s what i wanted to tell you! fuck! she’s an old fling that randomly showed up,” he said, and your arms were crossed, not believing his story for a second. “she was screaming and crying and pulling at her hair on my floor. she said she was coming tomorrow to beg again.”

fratboy!gojo pleaded, hoping you would hear him out. of course, your face showed your displeasure. “please, i’ll do anything, i’ll say anything,” he whined, grabbing both of your hands.

“that’s not enough.” you shake your head, not knowing if you even wanted to deal with some popular frat guy. he was popular, and things like this were bound to happen.

“i’ll let you eat all the kikufuku i have left!” he pleaded, and you frowned, not impressed. “or i could prove it to you.” you hated how sweet he sounded when he really meant it, or how hot he sounded when he begged.

“prove it to me how?” you asked, not knowing what you got yourself into.

fratboy!gojo took you upstairs to his room. your heart was beating as you both got inside, and he locked the door. you were nervous, your hands simply sweating from being in his presence.

before you knew it, you were holding your legs up as they shook from the immense pleasure. he was eating you out like a starved man, two fingers thrusting into you like his life depended on it.

“you taste so good, sweets,” he mumbled against your cunt, face soaked in your juices, and you moaned from the vibrations.

“i told you… nghh… not to call me that,” you choked out halfway as a moan, and he just laughed at your lame attempt to speak.

fratboy!gojo’s bulge was painfully pushing against his jeans. the only way to soothe the pain was to rut against the bed as he lapped at your juices.

“toru… m’ready,” you said shyly, and he lifted his face away from your swollen and drenched lower lips. he tilted his head to the side in confusion, wondering what you could possibly mean.

“ready for what?”

“to lose my virginity.”

fratboy!gojo had to curb his excitement, stopping himself from practically jumping up and down. he was a gentleman, but he had his needs, and he needed you.

fratboy!gojo wasted no time pulling down his jeans and boxers in one go, not even bothering to take them around from his ankles. he settled for just shuffling over to you and climbing onto the bed.

“you don't know how bad i’ve been wanting to do this,” he whispered in your ear, lining up his leaky tip with your cunt.

“show me, toru, show me how bad,” you said, unknowingly seducing him and putting him in your trance. he pushed into you with a choppy moan, feeling like he was going to cum then and there.

“fuck, you’re tight,” he choked out. if it were any quieter, you wouldn’t have heard it. your eyes were tearing up from the pain, and he kissed away your tears. “i know… it’ll get better soon.”

fratboy!gojo discovered a new kink, dacryphilia. each tear that fell from your eyes made his cock swell in you. he hated it; he hated that he was getting off on your pain. “let me know when to move?”

“m… move,” you stuttered, and he listened, thrusting his hips as soon as the word left your mouth. your mouth fell open in pleasure as gojo’s hips slapped into yours at an overwhelming speed. “fffffuck, toru, it’s too much.”

fratboy!gojo smirked when your hands reached down to stop him. he caught both wrists easily, holding them together in one hand like reins, using the grip to pull you back as he fucked you harder.

“you can take it, baby, i know you can,” he cooed mockingly as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. he was fucking you so good, and you couldn’t take it anymore. your pussy was squelching from your leaking juices.

fratboy!gojo couldn’t take his eyes off where the two of you met. he was mesmerized by the way your slick coated him and how you sucked him in effortlessly.

fratboy!gojo had you in a mating press fucking into you like the sex deprived man he was. your feet almost touched the mattress behind you from how firm he was pushing your legs back.

fratboy!gojo was so focused, he didn’t notice your face, which was practically telling him you were on the edge.

“m’cumming!” you yelled, and he stilled in you, giving you that sly smile that you hated so, so much.

“not without me,” he said, tilting his head as you whined from the lack of movement. “you can only cum if you be a good girl and work for it yourself.” he smirked, pulling out of you and lying on his back.

fratboy!gojo might be a piece of work, but he made every orgasm worth it.