As he points to the space between his legs as you shook your head no.

“Nah i’m good sugu.”

He let’s out a dark chuckle his eyes now jet black.

“Don’t make me come get you pretty girl.”

You let out a nervous chuckle still looking at him when you found your voice again.

“Nah, you’re not gonna do shit.”

You turned away not noticing that he was slowly stalling towards you. When his lips ghosted by your ear.

“Don’t make me say it again brat.”

Your body trembled once his body touched yours.

“What’s the matter brat?”

His hands roam down your shoulders as he lowers himself. Soft kisses trailing down your neck. Your body tenses against his touch.

“Where did your little attitude go princess?” He chuckles out.

“All bark no bite huh?”

His eyes quickly connected to yours while you just smiled up at him.

“Fuck you.”

He just laughs..

“Don’t worry little girl. I got you.”

His hand wrapped around your throat pushing you flushed against the bed His free hand roaming under your shirt finding your pretty tits. Softly tugging on your nipples as you let out a sting of moans your tried to thrash out of his grip but he's stronger than you holding you completely still.

"Ugh! Youre such a perv!"

Once again he just laughs

"Says the one whos moaning like a slut."

Your face now burning red.

"Now, now pretty girl dont get all embarrssed now."

His massive body now hovering over your eyes rapidly searching for any means, to get away from your freakishly hot and massive man your cunt is screaming to be played with but you dont want to give him the satisfaction that he was right.

“You know i already know what youre thinking pretty girl.”

His hand got slightly tighter around your neck.

“Wanna run away from me little girl?”

His gaze burning into your pretty eyes when your eyes finally looked on his. your thighs are closed slightly rubbing together trying to get some sort of relief. but the moment his eyes caught on to what your were doing his hand was quick at work quickly forcing your thighs apart, forcing his knee in between your legs inching closer and closer to your clothed core. you whine out trying to push him away but his hand found your chin forcing you to look at him.

“Are you aloud to pleasure yourself brat?”

You tried to look away but his grip wouldnt let you

“You dont own me bitch”

A dark chuckle left his lips his knee now pushing directly into your clothed cunt. Still trying to push away from him whimper after whimper left your pretty mouth youre still trying to break all contact from him but he wont allow it.

“Where do you think youre going brat?”

Now youre annoyed with him.

“Stop fucking teasing me Sugu!”

A firm hand met your cheek before you could stop, yourself you choked out a moan your hand ran to cover your mouth his eyes still connected to your pretty face. This is all new he never slapped you before now all you want is more. Your eyes darkened.

“ I should have know you were a masochist.”

He chuckles out, next he was on you, quickly pulling your hands above your head only needing one hand to hold you down you refused to meet his eyes your thoughts running wild until his hand found your chin grounding you back to him.

“You like that baby?”

With you feeling a little embarrssed so you kept quiet your face burning as your nodded your head he just smirks.

“What was that baby? I don’t think I heard you baby.”

Now a huge pout pained your face, You looked away from him.

“Don’t make me say it Sugu.. Please..”

He laughs as his hand connected your cheek again causing you to moan out again. Your face burning red.

“You gonna answer me princess?”

You’re looking at him pout still on your face. When you let out a small whisper.

“Yes sir..”

He can see how small you are right now and he loves to push your buttons just as much as you like to push his as well. A small smirk dancing on his lips.

“I’m sorry princess, I still can’t hear you.”

You want to scream at him , you really dont want to embarass yourself but you know that all he wants right now.

“Ugh! yes sir! i loved it!” You yelled out.

“There’s my good little brat.”

He laughs but his eyes quickly found yours.

“When I ask you a question I expect an answer. Yes sir?” His voice stern

“Yes sir..”

“Good girl..”

Your eyes on him again whines falling from you one of his hand still holding your wrists while the other hand is trailing your body your mind is only on him every lingering touch your whines got louder.

“Please sir..” You quickly choked out

“Please what princess?”

“Please fuck me sir..”

He finally lets go of your wrists both of his hands are now running down your body.

“Do you deserve to be fucked princess?”

His hands ran down to your hips, playing with the waistsbands of your shorts as more broken whimpers came from you.

“No sir..”

“Mhm.. So why should I give you anything princess?”

He pulled your shorts and panties completely off, now your bare cunt now face to face with him.

“I’ll be so good for you sir!”

“Good. You better.”

His lips wrapped around your clit. You honestly lost it the moment his lips touched your clit he’s sucking hard and sloppliy, loud moans flood the room and his name on repeat.

“I’m already so close sir!”

Youur legs are trembling around his head your knees are feeling weak a soft gasp left your lips. When you felt his fingers teasing through your folds.

“Not yet pretty girl give me a few more mintues..”

His middle and ring finger teased into your soaked hole. Slowly inserting his fingers inside you. Loud moans fall from you your cunt immediately tightened around him, his lips wrapped around your clit. You’re on edge, truly about to lose it. His eyes connected with your pretty face watching your face contort with pleasure.

“Not yet princess.”

His pace got brutal his fingers now bullying your cunt your moans and whines got louder with every pump of his fingers.

“Oh god fuck! Fuck! Please sir! I’m so close!”

Tears are streaming down your face, he chuckles out as his pace never faulters

“Go ahead Princess come for me, come all over my fingers.”

His lips connected your clit again sucking harder than before your legs are now numb your cunt clenching hard around him he wanted to tease you more but when you felt him slowly start to pull away. Your fingers was quick to lock with his hair pulling his face back to your cunt, his nose roughly nudges your cunt. Causing you to fall over the edge.

“Oh fuck! Sugu!”

His tongue is running through your folds, as your rubbing your cunt all over his face. Heavy groans coming from him, loud whimpers and moans coming from you. Your legs are trembling hard as you couldn’t keep going, but he never stopped.

“Too much Sugu, I can’t take anymore please!”

His eyes met yours. Your slick covered his lower face dripping down his chin. As he’s teasing your folds. His hands roam your body once again meeting your tits.

“God you’re so fucking pretty Princess.”

His hands are fondling your tits pulling your perked nipples. Soft moans falling from your swollen bitten lips.

“You gonna let me play with you princess?”

You nodded your head slightly. Your eyes are heavy. Damn near unconscious as his hands cup your breasts again.

“God you’re just made for me huh baby?”

“Only for you Sugu..” You mumbled out.

He takes one of your nipples into his mouth savoring your taste on his tongue. He’s rutting into your leg like a dog trying to find his own relief. When he finally just gives up. He stands to his full height. Pulling his sweats and boxers down to his ankles as he forcefully grabs your ankles pulling you to the edge of the bed. Forcing your legs open .

“You gonna take this cock like a good girl. Yes sir?”

Your eyes widen as you nodded your head. He just smirks and slaps your cunt. While you screamed his name. His cock now lined up with your pulsing cunt.

“Speak brat.”

“Yes sir! I’ll be good. Please fuck me sir!”

“Good girl.”

He filled you so fucking good. Your cunt squeezed hard around his cock. Moans falling from both of you. Your hands found the hem of his shirt tugging him towards you.

“I wanna kiss sugu please.” You slowly choked out as his pushing his hard cock inside you.

“My pretty girl.”

He smiles softly as he slowly leans into you, you smashed your lips against his making out with him sloppily, His hips continuously hit yours. His tip kissing your cervix.

“God you’re so fucking tight baby.”

He’s getting close. And you know he’s getting close as his cock spasms inside you. You’re so close once again. His thumb met your abused clit again.

You pulled away from him. Breathing heavily. “Gunna cum Sugu!”

His lips run down your throat leaving soft kisses behind. His hips get sloppy losing the tempo he had.

“I’m gonna fill you so good princess.” He chokes out.

“Please Sugu! Can I come please!” You’re pleading, cunt tightening hard around him.

“God fuck! Come for me princess.”

His thumb rubs your clit hard as he’s slamming into your cunt. You threw your head back. Your legs numb again, as Suguru’s hands found your hips as he just rams into you. Your cunt twitches around his cock as your moan out his name as you let go for the second time tonight. His eyes wide watching you, as you release a clear liquid all over his middle.He moans out at the sight of you. He thrusts his cock fully into you. You can feel him in your cervix as he fills you to the brim with his cum. He slowly pumps into you riding out his high. As he leans back towards you pulling you into a headed kiss. You whimper against his lips as you felt him get somehow deeper into you.

“Good fuckin’ girl.”

“Only for you Sugu.” you lazily said.

He slowly pulls his cock out of you. His cum leaking out of you. He slowly runs his fingers through your folds meeting your soaked hole forcing his cum back into you. You’re overstimulated, your cunt is sensitive. You just whimpered out his name. as you noticed he’s still rock hard. His cock a pretty shade of red, leaking his come and coated with your slick.

“Sugu..” You said softly as you try to slowly sit up.

“Yes princess?” he looks at you with a soft smirk.

“Wanna help..”

You slowly slinked off the bed. Sitting prettily on your knees. As you wrapped your hands around his base. Your eyes met his as he lets out a soft chuckle. You gave him a confused look when he pointed at you on the ground. Now you know why he chuckled.

So much for being a brat.

“You’re such a good girl for me princess.”

You let your tounge loll out as you slapped his cock against your tounge. You felt every vein on the underside of his cock. Both of your eyes filled with lust when you finally took him down, his tip hit the back of your throat quick you try to suck him hard. But couldn’t find a good rhythm. When Suguru’s right hand gathered up your hair.

“I’m gonna fuck this pretty throat okay, princess?”

You moan around his cock and he accept this. His other hand ran under your chin as he forces his cock down your throat a small gag came from you. His moans are getting louder. As you moan hard against his cock again. He continues to fuck your throat your nose meeting his base. Moans filling the room his cock twitching down your throat. His grunts are deep. You basically have heart eyes right now.

“Gonna paint this pretty throat white. Swallow everything okay princess.”

You nodded slightly. As he picked up the pace again. His cock hitting the back of your throat hard. His cock twitches uncontrollably forcing himself down your throat spilling his seed.

“Holy fuck.. Such a good fucking girl. Swallow it all Baby.”

And you do. He slowly pulls his cock out of your mouth as you finish swallowing everything sticking your tongue out to show him.

“Good girl..”

He bends down to meet your lips with his. Kissing you deeply.

“Thank you so much Sugu.”

“Anything for my Bratty Princess.” He chuckles out.

“I’m telling you, he’s not serious,” Suguru muttered one evening in your shared kitchen, pacing like a caged animal. “He’s bored. He’s playing.”

Choso just crossed his arms, leaning against the counter. “Doesn’t matter if he’s playing or not. She deserves better.”

And yet, Satoru never gave up.

He took every hit, every cold shoulder, every time your brothers shoved him aside. And he came back. Louder. Brighter. Stupid enough to stand in the rain outside your dorm just to hand you a stupid note. Brave enough to hold out flowers even when Choso slapped them straight to the ground. Shameless enough to wink at you across the quad even when Suguru’s stare promised murder.

They thought they’d wear him down. They thought he’d get bored. But Gojo Satoru wasn’t a storm that passed, he was the kind that stayed, stubborn and endless.

The night he knelt in front of the whole school, they were there, standing in the back of the crowd. Suguru and Choso's jaw tightened and fists curled. They wanted to drag you away, shield you from the spectacle. But then you smiled.

And in that moment, watching your face light up as Satoru bared his heart for everyone to see, Suguru finally muttered, “…Damn it.” Choso’s lips pressed into a thin line, his chest sinking.

They hated it. They hated him. But they couldn’t hate the way you looked at him back.

⸻

The courtyard was already buzzing when Suguru and Choso arrived, side by side like two sentinels standing guard. Word had spread fast—Gojo Satoru was planning something. The whispers were ridiculous: a serenade, a flash mob, a banner from the rooftop. Knowing him, all three at once wouldn’t be impossible.

“What’s he doing now?” Choso muttered darkly, his eyes scanning the crowd. “Something stupid,” Suguru answered without hesitation, adjusting his uniform collar like he wanted to strangle someone with it.

And then the crowd parted.

There he was, Gojo Satoru, the unstoppable, the untouchable, kneeling on both knees in the middle of campus like the world had shrunk down to one person: their sister.

Suguru’s stomach twisted. He’d warned him. He’d blocked him. He’d made it clear. And yet here he was, throwing his pride into the dirt for her. “This is ridiculous,” Suguru muttered, but the words were hollow, his chest tight.

Choso’s jaw clenched so hard it ached. He hated the way Satoru’s eyes shone, hated the way his voice carried across the courtyard, hated the way the crowd gasped and cheered like they were watching the climax of some cheesy romance movie. But most of all, he hated the way you looked at him.

You were radiant, caught between shock and something softer. Choso saw it, Suguru saw it—hell, the whole school saw it. You weren’t just amused by his antics anymore. You weren’t annoyed or dismissive. You were moved.

“Don’t,” Choso whispered under his breath, like he could will the moment to break. “Don’t you dare—”

But then you smiled. That small, inevitable smile, blooming like sunlight breaking through clouds.

And Suguru’s shoulders slumped, the fight leaving him all at once. He rubbed a hand down his face, groaning. “Fuck. She’s gone.”

Choso stood rigid, fury and helplessness warring in his chest. His protective instincts screamed to drag you away, to tell you this was reckless, that Gojo Satoru was nothing but danger wrapped in charm. But he wasn’t blind. He saw the way Satoru’s voice cracked when he said your name, saw the raw fear in his eyes at the thought of losing you, saw the kind of devotion no performance could fake.

The crowd erupted when you finally reached out, when you didn’t walk away, when you chose him.

Suguru’s arms folded tight across his chest, his scowl deepening as if it could hide the truth. “He’s still an idiot,” he muttered. Choso didn’t answer. His fists loosened slowly at his sides.

Later, people would say it was the most romantic thing they’d ever witnessed. Later, everyone would talk about how the campus diva and the star captain became untouchable together.

But for Suguru and Choso, that was the night they lost. Not to Satoru, not really. But to you. To your choice. And because they loved you, they accepted it, even if it pains them to "give" their precious little sister to an "unworthy" man.

⸻

The crowd was still buzzing, echoing with cheers and laughter, when Choso and Suguru slipped away from the spotlight. They didn’t linger to bask in the spectacle of your smile, or the way Satoru’s entire face lit up when you didn’t walk away. No, they had business.

Satoru found himself alone behind the gym later that evening, leaning against the wall with his head tilted back, the grin still plastered across his face like it was glued there. He was giddy, drunk on your acceptance, high on the adrenaline of what he’d just done. For once, Gojo Satoru had no words, just the dizzying relief that you hadn’t rejected him. Then a shadow fell across him. Two shadows.

“You’ve got guts,” Suguru said coolly, his voice the low, measured tone of someone who could kill with a sentence if he wanted. Choso said nothing at first. Just stood there, looming, eyes dark as a storm, arms crossed over his chest.

Satoru chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “Lemme guess, you’re not here to congratulate me?”

“No.” Choso’s voice was flat, cutting. “We’re here to warn you.” Suguru stepped closer, close enough that the grin faltered slightly from Satoru’s lips. “You think kneeling in front of a crowd makes you noble? You think a grand gesture erases the fact that you’ve been chasing her like a reckless fool, dragging her into your circus?” His eyes narrowed, venom sharp in every word. “Our sister is not a trophy. Not your next big win.”

Satoru’s grin returned, smaller this time, stubborn. “She’s not. She’s… she’s everything.”

Choso finally moved, stepping forward so his shadow swallowed Satoru whole. His voice was low, dangerous. “Then remember this: the moment you make her cry, the moment you take that smile from her face, we will bury you. Family name or not. Wealth or not. You won’t walk away from it.”

Satoru didn’t flinch. Not once. He looked at them, really looked, and for once, the playfulness was gone from his eyes. They burned steady, unwavering, brighter than anything the brothers had expected.

“I’m not planning on hurting her,” he said quietly, sincerity ringing in every syllable. “Not now. Not ever.”

Suguru studied him for a long, heavy moment, the silence stretching taut like a wire. Finally, he scoffed, turning away with a flick of his coat. “You better hope you’re right.”

Choso lingered one beat longer, gaze drilling into Satoru like a promise. Then he followed after Suguru, leaving the captain standing alone under the weight of their warning.

Satoru let out a long breath, dragging a hand down his face. He’d faced rival athletes, press scandals, national games under blinding lights. But nothing had rattled him quite like standing toe-to-toe with your brothers.

And yet, as he straightened up and shoved his hands in his pockets, his grin crept back in.