Gojo knelt naked on the hardwood floor in front of you, knees spread wide, his long pale legs trembling under the weight of his own need. His cock stood flushed and leaking, the small vibrator taped firmly under the swollen head, its low buzz filling the quiet room. His blindfold had slipped down around his neck, leaving those bright blue eyes glassy and wet as they stared up at you.
“Please, Y/N,” he whispered, voice already rough. “I need to fuck you. I’ll do anything—just let me inside you.”
You didn’t glance away from your phone. Your thumb kept scrolling while Gojo’s breathing grew heavier. He shuffled forward on his knees, the vibrator pulsing harder for a second, and a broken moan slipped out of him.
“Ah—! Mmmh, Y/N—fuck, I can’t—haaah—please look at me, please say something—”
He leaned in and pressed his lips to your shin, kissing softly before dragging his tongue higher. Both hands came up to cradle your ankle as he nuzzled your foot, open-mouthed kisses landing on the arch, the heel, the sensitive skin just under your toes.
“God, your legs,” he babbled between licks. “So soft, so perfect—mmph—let me worship every inch. I’ll suck your toes if you want, just—ahh!—just notice me.”
The vibrator kicked up another notch. Gojo’s hips jerked forward, pre-cum dripping in a steady string onto the floor between your feet. He moved higher, lips trembling against your knee, then the inside of your thigh. Hot shaky breaths ghosted over your skin.
“I’m begging,” he sobbed, tears already sliding down his cheeks. “I’m naked on my knees for you, cock throbbing, ruined—please let me put my face between your thighs. I need to taste you, need to bury my tongue inside you until you come on my face.”
You liked another post. Gojo’s moan cracked into a sob.
He pressed his wet cheek to your thigh, nuzzling desperately. “I can’t take it—haaah—your thighs are so warm, I just want to live here with my tongue inside you—please, please, please—”
His hands slid up to grip the backs of your calves as he tried to wedge his face higher. The vibrator pulsed again and his hips bucked hard; he cried out your name like a prayer, voice breaking on every syllable.
“Y/N—! Oh god, Y/N, I’m gonna—mmph!—I’m gonna come if you don’t stop it, please, I’ll edge for hours, I’ll stay denied forever if you just let me lick you once—”
You still didn’t look up. Gojo’s shoulders shook with quiet sobs, but he kept kissing, kept licking, kept trying to push his face between your thighs. His tongue dragged along the soft skin just below where your shorts ended, and he moaned so loudly it echoed off the walls.
The vibrator buzzed harder. Gojo’s cock twitched violently; his balls drew up tight and his thighs started to shake. He was right on the edge, tears streaming down his face, voice hoarse from moaning your name over and over.
“Right there—haaah—gonna cum, gonna cum, please let me, please—!”
Your calm voice cut through the haze. “Stop.”
Gojo froze like you’d slapped him. He ripped his hands away from your legs and planted them on the floor, desperately trying not to touch himself. The vibrator was still buzzing against his cock, driving him insane, and he started humping the empty air in frantic little thrusts—hips snapping forward, cock bobbing uselessly, nothing to rub against but the teasing vibration.
“No—no no no—!” he wailed, voice cracking into high-pitched sobs. “Please, I was so close, I need to cum, please let me cum—mmh!—I’ll be good, I’ll be so good, just—ahh!—just a little more friction, please—!”
He kept thrusting into nothing, tears dripping onto the floor, the vibrator merciless against his swollen cockhead. Every desperate, empty hump made his balls swing and his voice break on another moan of your name.
“Y/N—! Please, I’m begging, I’m humping air like a pathetic slut, I’ll do anything, just let me finish—haaah—please, I’m ruining myself for you, I’m crying, I’m naked, I’m yours—!”
You scrolled to the next post. Gojo’s broken moans and the wet sound of his useless humping filled the room while you kept reading, completely unbothered, letting him suffer right there at your feet.
