Oh...so you like being choked?

He knew his cock was pressing against your ass, because he moved his hands up to your tits and leaned down to kiss your neck. “You’re getting me hot, (y/n)” he said into your ear.

You grinned, turning your head and nipping his earlobe playfully. “Is that so?” you replied teasingly. “I hadn’t noticed.”

You had noticed. The feeling of his cock pressing against you was sent tingles all through your body, and your underwear was starting to get damp. Gojo moved his hands against your tits, pushing his hips against your ass as he rubbed your nipples, which was starting to poke through your top. You moaned softly into his ear as he touched you and started to suck on your neck. He kept pinching your hard nipples and eventually let one of his hands trail back down to your skirt. He cupped your ass as he lifted the hem of your skirt just enough to press the bulge in his pants.

Your insides were tingling, pussy dripping wet. The dance floor was crowded and everyone surrounding you and Gojo. If anyone knew what you were about to do, you’d be kicked out, but you were in the center of the dance floor; the security couldn’t see anything but his hand on your breast, which was perfectly okay as long as you weren’t showing anything. So you reached behind and undid Gojo’s pants. You heard him groan in your ear.

Your hand slipped into the front of his boxers and you pulled his cock out of the hole in front of them. It was rock hard. You pressed it against you, gasping as you pressed him against your bare skin. You pulled your hand away from, still grinding against him, feeling his cock sliding up between your ass cheeks.

“Fuck…” Gojo whispered in your ear as he moved his hands to your hips again, pulling you back against him as he started to move harder against you. You loved the feeling of his cock against your ass. Your pussy was dripping, so wet that you could feel it in your inner thigh. Gojo had his head buried in your neck as he pushed himself against you. “(y/n) baby…..you’re gonna make me cum.” he finally said. “I don’t know where you want me to..”

You reached behind him again, still grinding against him as you moved your hand just over the tip so he wouldn’t spurt onto your skirt. Gojo suddenly groaned and shuddered; you felt his hot cum shoot against your hand and onto your ass. He bit down softly on your neck, sucking on the same spot a moment later as he came. “Put your cock away.” you whispered, giggling, and he reached down, quickly tucking himself back in his pants. You wiped as much of his cum off your ass as you could and moved away from him, pulling your hand under your skirt and cupping it. You let Gojo know that you were going to wash your hand before leaving the dance floor, hoping no one would notice the sticky white substance coating your hand.

You made it to the bathroom and quickly washed your hands. Your pussy was still dripping and you needed to cum so badly. While you were washing your hands, Nobara came into the bathroom. “You disappeared.” she said, grinning at you.

Slowly, your head rose and you peeked over in Reiner's direction, drinking him in. God he was captivating. His lips were luscious and he had a short, dense look across his beautiful face. His muscle arm flexed again as he turned the page of his book. What would it be like to touch those muscles? To feel his strength and power? To have him hold you tightly as he kissed you? Or pinning your helpless body down on a bed? Your pussy began to dampen between your legs. You bit your lip at the feeling.

Reiner shifted back in his chair and looked up. Your eyes met with his. He paused for a second, then smiled. You inhaled then snapped your head back down to your book. You've been caught. You blushed and hid behind the safe barrier of your hair. Once again, you tried to commit your mind to the text, not daring to return his gaze. But you were unable to concentrate. You felt so exposed, there were hardly any other people around. Your mind buzzed. You wondered if he was still looking. If he was watching you as you became all fidgety and nervous. If he was laughing at you.

You tried to push those thoughts from your head. He had only seen you steal one glance. It wasn't that big of a deal, was it? You steadied your breathing. “Please brain, get back to work! Focus!” you mentally begged yourself. Scanning across your opened book, you tried to absorb the long strings of words and failed immensely. You failed. You found yourself flowing through several paragraphs before snapping back to reality with the realization that you remembered nothing of what you just read. What would it be like running your hands across his chest? What it be like if he undressed you? If he slipped his cock inside your wet little pussy and fucked you?

You squeezed your legs together, feeling the heat rise between you and him. You questioned the lord on why he was doing this to you. You wanted to look at Reiner again, but you didn't want to get caught. You had to be clever. With the tension in your muscles, you shifted your gaze towards the window; maybe there would be a reflection. And there was. You let your eyes wander to his beautiful eyes as it stared at the textbook. His shirt clung to his well developed chest. The way he focused at his textbook, probably trying to figure something out. He wasn't distracted. Taking a deep breath, you ran your hands along the skin of your naked legs and allowed yourself to squeeze your thigh muscles together, sending little pulses of pleasure through your swollen crotch. You exhaled in exasperation, frustrated by your lack of progress. You had to get this; to find a way to learn and process the material, but your body wasn't playing nice. It was involuntarily reacting to this man, stealing away your focus. You longed to reach down and touch yourself.

Reiner shifted back in his seat, then his eyes flickered over to the window.

He saw you looking.

You froze like a deer in headlights. You were caught again and this time, your mind went blank, stunned with embarrassment and transfixed by his stare. In one quick movement, you jerked your head around and looked at him directly. A weak smile spread across your face as the heat in your cheeks rose. “Sorry.” you mouthed , pathetically. Subconsciously, you bit your lips, using this small opportunity to check him out again.

His eyes met yours and your heart rate quickened. You tried to suppress it but you couldn't. You could feel your blood pressure rising and heat radiating from your whole body. Reiner's eyes were fixated on you and you saw the evil grin spread across his face, like an amused predator seeing a a juicy little animal walk right across his path. A buzz of terror and arousal coursed through your veins.

Reiner's eyes started to wander all over you, absorbing every detail as they went. Your cheeks flushed even deeper with nervousness, but his intensity never left you. He didn't care about the fact that you were looking. His eyes lingered on your body like he owned it. Your breath quickened. After two years in college, Reiner Braun finally took you to his notice. He could see the effect he was having on you, but could he tell how hot and wet your pussy was from the attention he was giving to you. Could he?

Finally, Reiner rose to his feet.

You inhaled.

He started to move towards you. NO, NO, NO! The tension rose in your muscles. You fidgeted and adjusted your legs, crossing them from one side to the other, hoping to block him from sensing your arousal.

“Stop acting weird, stop acting weird, stop acting weird.” you pleaded to yourself. “It’s just Reiner.”

That wasn't true though. This was a guy that was exciting you, causing your body to react against your will. Your pussy was on fire; your breathing heavy; your breasts heaving; and your nipples now clearly visible in your top.

Quickly, you looked back down at your books, face emblazoned with heat, your pussy aching. Terror flooded through you. What was he going to say? What would you say?

You sensed him walk behind you. A large shadow drew across your books. The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end with your hands bunched into tight fists. You didn't look up because you were too embarrassed think; too tiny to fight; too petrified to run. Your muscles didn't even feel like they'd work anymore. Your stomach knotted, your mouth went dry. He just stood there behind you. Oh God! What was he doing?

Your nose detected a hint of his scent. Intoxication, musky and unmistakably masculine. A real mans smell. A powerful man's smell. A dangerous man's smell. Your spine arched slightly, then your ears prickled. Subtle sound of his jeans rubbing together reverberated through your ears. You heard the chair beside you drag across the worn, commercial grade carpet. He sat down next to you. Oh God!

You heard a book being placed on the table, the pages opening, but still you kept your head down, hiding behind the shroud of your hair. Your eyes focused on the table. Your body began to tremble. Nothing was said, no attempt on his part to initiate conversation.

“What was he doing? Why did he come next to you if he wasn't going to say anything? Was he messing with you? Did he like to watch you squirm?”

You could just see him out of the corner of your eye. His strong arms resting heavily on the table with his book between them. You tried to suppress your fidgeting, tried to dampen your labored breathing and the rise and fall of your breast. Why did your body betray you in this manner? At this moment when you were supposed to get shit done. Reiner taunted you with his presence. You could feel the heat radiating from his arms. He probably saw you as the girl from his history class who stalked him when he went to the library to study. Was he going to punish you? Was he already punishing you? You squeezed your legs together tighter, your heat rising in line with your blood pressure.

You squirmed on your seat with these questions burning through your mind, your face was still flushed and your breasts heaving from your deep, quick breaths. Could he hear your breathing? Why was he not saying anything? You wanted to look over at him, but you didn't want him to see how you were. He had done nothing but look at you, smile and then came to sit next to you. You were going insane.

His hand reached under the table, and grasped your bare knee and smiled as your body jolted with a gasp leaving your lips. A bolt of electricity fired up from your nerve endings straight to your clit. Reiner's fingers enveloped your joint. Your nipples strained against your bra. Fuck, fuck, fuck! You didn't know what to do. Your head snapped around to look at him. And there he was, his handsome features grinning back at you. His eyes burning into yours, unflinching, unblinking, and twinkling with amusement. Your lips parted; any resistance you could mutter simply withered under his gaze.

You felt his hand starting to rub your knee, then gradually begin to travel up the inside of your leg. His movement was slow, but his destination obvious. Your heat continued its insufferable rise. Your eyes flickered desperately across the library. Was anyone watching? But the room was sparsely populated and its few inhabitants had their faces buried in their books…..at least for now. But what if they looked up? What if they saw you getting touched? What if they noticed your heavy breathing and sudden nervousness?

Your gaze returned to his, that's when he leaned close to you and said. “This is what you were thinking about right?”. You gripped the edge of sanity as a cacophony of humiliating thoughts battered through your psyche.

His fingers seared over your tender flesh, all the way up to the bottom of your pathetic little skirt. Stupefied by his boldness, your mouth hung open. How could he have known that you wouldn't scream and run away as soon as he touched you? Could he have read you that well? Could he see into your mind? Could he have seen what a little pervert you were? Letting yourself being such a slut for him. He was getting closer to your pussy.

Your breathing was ragged now. Your stomach knotted tighter and tighter and your legs were spreading wider and wider as his hand continued to inch up her inner thigh. Was he actually going to touch your pussy? Was he actually going to touch it right there in the middle of the library?

His hand continued up. You felt the thin fabric of your skirt bunch up around his wrist. His fingers were so close now.

Closer...

Even closer...

Closer still...

Your muscles convulsed as his hand touched your hot, soaked panties. You clamped your mouth shut, forcing down a tortured wail. Two of his fingers scorched across the wet fabric. Your body shuddered; eyelids fluttered and you gasped for breath. Through the material, he began a circular motion around the hood of your clit, forcing exhilarating waves of pleasure through you from head to toe. You heard a small, mortifying moan leave your lips and she quickly inhaled, trying to suck the sound back in.

Reiner scanned you, seemingly toying with what he could do to your mouth, your tits, your legs or your ass. You felt such a wreck in front of him; but he was so calm, so devilishly powerful, so unbearably controlled. He never looked away from you, he just watched in amusement at how you responded to each of his motions. He cupped your entire panty-covered mound with his hand. Slowly he compressed and released your engorged snatch, then repeated the motion over and over. Your body drooped as heavy waves of pleasure flooded through you. Reiner was just reducing you to a fucking wreck.

As surge after surge of gratification buffeted through you, your visceral urge for more stimulation became overwhelming. More! Harder! Faster! Your hips began to push forward with each of his squeezes, grinding against his hand. Fucking Hell! Why were you letting this happen? Why couldn't you control own own fucking body?

He slipped his hand inside your panties, and his eyes flicked down to your mouth as another muffled groan escaped from your lips. You spread your legs further allowing him easier access. He chuckled as his prey degraded herself for him.

"You're a wet little girl, aren't you?" Reiner whispered with a glint in his eye that fizzled straight to your animal core.

Your eyes widened in disbelief, but you nodded. You were fixated on his eyes which seemed even deeper than ever. He radiated a wicked confidence. It was like he owned you. But it made no sense.

You felt his fingers trail up and down your hot, slick folds, each movement deliberate and beautifully tortuous. As you eyes stared into his eyes, an incandescent carnal need for him built between your legs. Each stroke of his hand forcing your simmering pussy to leak its juices hotter and faster.

Suddenly, he pushed one of his fingers inside you. Your body jumped. Another gasp escaped your lips. You couldn't believe this guy's nerve. You slouched down in your chair, pushing your pussy forward to allow him better access, like a wanton little harlot. As his finger went all the way in, he cupped his hand over your sopping mound and pressed his palm against your clit. Your breathing became squalid and desperate; eyes fluttered as waves of pleasure consumed you.

Then you felt another finger push inside. He continued to look at you and grin. He never looked around. Didn't he care if people saw? You felt him hook his fingers inside, quickly locating the spot that would make you explode. You bit down on her bottom lip to try and stifle the sounds involuntarily emanating from your throat. Slowly and methodically he pressed and released his fingers against your G-spot, whilst cupping and squeezing with his palm. A devastating tsunami of sensation overwhelmed your body. Bewildered groans exited your lips and your legs began to tremble.

You grabbed his thigh with one hand and your chair with the other. Your chest rose and fell as you helplessly struggled to keep some semblance of control over your body. Surge after surge of delight swept through you, ramping you higher and higher. As he fingered you, you writhed in your seat, hands gripping as if for dear life as he pushed your body inexorably towards orgasm. Hysterically, you looked around the room, then back to him, terrified of being caught, but now even more terrified the stimulation would stop. Oh God, you were going to cum. You were going to cum right there in the library.

Your mouth rasped short, shallow breaths as you edged closer and closer. Would people hear? You begged God to cover their ears for a little while. You bit down harder on your lower lip, trying desperately to silence yourself.

You continued to climb, growing closer and closer to the peak, your body a trembling mess. You felt a tear streak down the side of your face and the leak from your pussy became a flood. Building. Closer. Higher. Stronger. So Close. Almost there.

Fuck.

Fuck.

FUCK.

Then you came. Palpitations battered through your muscles. Fierce pleasure ripped through your veins. Every one of your nerve endings burnt with rapture. Your teeth clenched to silence the low, quivering wail escaping your mouth; eyes screwed shut as your pussy clamped down onto the Reiner's fingers but he persisted, continuing to work your g-spot and her clit.

You rode your orgasm and it kept on going, racking your body, racking your mind, reducing you to a trembling heap. Oh God. Slowly, you came down off of your high, your legs twitching in your seat as Reiner continued to lightly finger you. You stared at him in awe, in terror, in lust. Your mouth hanging open, unable to speak, unable to think.

"Naughty girl," Reiner grinned. You whimpered back, still gripping his leg. Drunk on a wave of humiliation and lust, your hand started to move itself towards his crotch. You felt his cock along his thigh and ran your hands along it, absorbing its size and hardness. Little aftershocks of pleasure reverberated through you. You needed his cock. She needed his spunk.

You reached up and fumbled with his zipper until it was all the way down, then fished your hand inside his pants. He never removed his fingers from your pussy and continued to keep moving them slowly in and out, keeping you in the state that he wanted you in. You found his raw dick and ran your hands along it. It radiated a powerful heat. You wrapped your fingers around the shaft and pulled it out of his pants. There, underneath the table, you began to stroke his erection, your mouth softly groaning in pleasure as you went. It felt so hot and rigid in your hands. You worked him, feeling the skin slide up and down. You shouldn't be doing this. Not here. It was useless though. You were enraptured by how his cock felt in your hand. You craved to have him inside you. Ravaging you. Dominating you.

You stroked him over and over. Your fiery gazes only interrupted by his unapologetic stares at your heaving tits.

Suddenly he removed his hand from your pussy. You gaped in disappointment. "Shhhhh," Reiner said, slipping his cock back into his pants, "Come with me."

He stood up, pushing the chair back over the worn carpet, and pulling your still-trembling body to your feet. You stood there, legs shaking, flustered and confused. What was going to happen now? You tried your best to straighten your skirt but he grabbed your hand and began to pull you towards the shelves. You stumbled after him, panting for breath.

Once you were both hidden, he stopped and looked down at you. He grabbed the back of your head and pulled you close, kissing you passionately on the lips. In a second, you melted. Your body sagged. You could smell him... you could taste him...you were wrecked by him. Swept away in a dream of sensation, your hands snaked around his neck, lips trembled with desire as he burnt his power into your soul. You could feel his muscles against your little body and you felt your pussy contract in delight.

Then he pulled back. Your lips parted. Oh why did he have to stop? Would he take you back to his room? You prayed he'd take you to his room! Never in your life had you needed to be fucked so badly. On your back, on your knees, in your ass. Oh God, you'd let him take you any way he wanted.

He reached down and retrieved his cock from his pants, pulling it out in the open. You looked down and gasped at his audacity. Sure they were hidden... but for how long? He then grabbed your hand and brought it to his hardness. You knew it was wrong. You knew you shouldn't be doing this. You should just leave, run away and be safe, but you found yourself wrapping your hands around his cock and begin to stroke him once more.

Reiner smiled, leaned in and kissed you again. The kiss was brief and you still had your eyes closed when when felt his hands move from your head to your shoulders and start to gently push you down. Your eyes shot open and you looked around. "We... we can't," you gasped.

"Shhhh," was all he said and continued to push, this time with a little more force. Your resistance buckled and you sank to your knees. He grabbed the base of his cock and stepped forward, presenting himself for you. You looked up at him, scared and confused, but still dripping with lust. He ran the head of his dick across your parted lips, trailing pre-cum on you and reached out with his left hand and grabbed you by the back of the head. He pushed into her mouth and you greedily accepted him. He began to push in and out, slowly at first, feeding you a little more with each thrust.

You couldn't believe you were allowing this to happen. Making yourself look like a fucking slut! It was humiliating, but utterly intoxicating. Your cheeks flushed once more, but your pussy began to drip down your inner thighs. You were delirious.

He began to speed up, pushing more and more of himself inside of your hot, willing mouth. You swirled your tongue around his head and your lips clamped down on his shaft, dragging along his length as he moved in and out.

Suddenly, he pulled out and quietly began to slap his cock against your face. It was mortifying, yet you loved it. Slap, slap against your cheeks, against your forehead. Then he placed his cock fully on your face and ran it all over, smearing his pre-cum and your saliva everywhere. You groaned in lust as he rubbed his dick all over your face.

He readjusted, pulled his balls out of his pants and pushed your face forward so that you could lick them. You needed no more invitation and you hungrily lapped at his shaved sack.

As you tongued his balls, he rested his hot, heavy cock across your face, making you feel like such a whore. What would your friends think of you if they found you like this? What would you say if someone caught you on your knees in the library licking Reiner's ball sack while his cock laid across your face? Humiliation vibrated through you.

Reiner pulled back, grabbed his cock again and pushed deep into your mouth. He grabbed you by the head with both of his hands... then... with one quick jolt... he began to fuck your face, hard and fast. Your pupils dilated. Your muscles trembled. All you could process was the cock drilling in and out of your mouth. Punctuated moans and gags emanated from your throat. Your pussy rhythmically clenched of its own accord. You were consumed by degradation.

You could hear his breathing become sharper as he released little grunts of pleasure. You could tell he was getting close. You wanted his cum in your mouth, down your throat, filling you up.

You felt a fresh orgasm building between your legs. Your hand slipped down your body.

"No," he growled, "put your hands behind your back."

Your body complied, but it didn't stop your pussy from getting closer to the boil. You were going to cum while he fucked your mouth; while he used you. Your thigh muscles pulsed. Hot pleasure grew between your legs. Your hands gripped each other tightly behind your back. You could feel his cock getting even bigger and harder with each stroke. You knew he was on the edge. Louder moans left your lips. He inhaled deeply. "Give it to me!" Reiner commanded. Your mind pleaded as your body started to judder.

Then he pulled out.

And he came; spurting his load all over your face and your tits; exhaling in satisfaction.

The debasement hit you like a train, hammering your nerves and igniting your climax. An explosion of humiliating pleasure ripped through you and your body bucked. Your muscles convulsed. The hot spunk coating your features sent you higher. You were his. You were his little slut. His little cocksucker. He'd used you. He'd sprayed you. He owned you.

You collapsed to the floor, trembling, shaking and covered in cum, unable to control your body, unable to stop the waves of rapture.

As you quivered on the floor, you could see him looking down at you. He stuffed his cock back into his pants. "I knew you'd be a dirty girl," Reiner laughed, "see you around."

With that, he simply walked away leaving you alone, on the ground, slimy, broken, and degraded. You breathed heavily, almost incapable of movement as you came down from your high.

For how long you remained on the floor, you didn't know, but eventually your ears detected a sound. You could hear whispering voices, and they were coming closer. Female voices. You staggered to your feet. What the fuck were you going to do? You were covered in fucking cum! Your hand rose to your face and wiped a glob onto your fingers, then you put it in your mouth and gulped it down. There was so much of it. Frantically, you reached up again and swiped another glob into your mouth.

The girls walked around the shelves just next to you and you instantly recognized them. Ymir and Historia, also from your History class. They looked around, and their eyes scanned you up and down.

"Are you ok?" Historia asked, as they came closer, inspecting your shivering, disheveled body.

You felt your face heat up; heart beating faster.

"Err... what's that on your face?" Historia asked again.

"I think... it looks like cum!" Ymir answered, trying to hold in her chuckle.

Your face was about to set on fire.

"Hold on..." Ymir said, getting right up in your face, "Oh my God! It is cum! Did you just let some guy cum on you? Are you... are you... eating some guy's cum?"

Ymir and Historia looked at each other, their mouths open. Then Historia started to laugh, "What the fuck!"

Tears streaked your poor cum-covered girl's face, "Sorry," you said meekly, then ran to your desk and frantically grabbed your books. You could still hear the girls giggling behind the shelves.

"Do you recognize her?" Ymir asked her.

"Found you." He said and pulled you up by your leg so that only your upper back and head rested on the ground. You thrashed for a moment, before grinning up at him, eyes bright with excitement. "You broke the rules, woman. You aren't supposed to run when you're found."

You pouted. "But where's the fun in that?"

He released your ankle, letting you drop back to the floor with a soft thud, but before you could scramble away again, his hand curled into the big shirt you wore. It was used as a handle to yank you back up to your feet; you were held high enough that you were forced to stand on your tip-toes. Even with you in that position, Sukuna still towered over you. His large frame dwarfing your body. Both of you were polar opposites in looks, size and temperament. You were a sorcerer while he was a demon. Somehow it worked, the pixie taming the wolf.

"Fun or not, those are the rules of the game which you clearly broke." Sukuna scolded, eyes hard as they met yours. Your pout intensified, and he had resisted the urge to grin. "You know what happens when you break the rules." Your head dropped with your hair falling forward to shadow your face.

"I get punished." You murmured, arms swinging by your sides. "I'm sorry, Sukuna."

Sukuna's eyes narrowed at your repentant tone. He knew you better. Despite his trepidation, he lowered you to your feet, releasing his grip on your shirt.

That was idiotic. As soon as you were steady on the ground, your heel slammed into his bare foot. It didn't hurt, but it startled him enough that he took a step backwards, giving you another opportunity to dart away again. Your peals of laughter echoed through the house again.

"That's how you wanna play, (y/n). I can play too." Sukuna grinned.

He didn't waste any time taking off after you immediately. He caught up to you in the hallway towards his bedroom, hand catching your shirt and yanking you roughly to the side so that you knocked into the wall.

The hit dazed you and you stumbled forward. Fortunately, Sukuna's grip on your shirt kept you from tumbling to the floor. He yanked you backwards so that your back hit his chest. He freed his hand and wrapped them around your delicate little throat to pin you there.

"You little bitch." He growled, dragging you towards the bedroom. Your hands curled around his wrist, feet kicking the air as you struggled against him. "I planned on giving you light spanking for breaking the rules, but i think this calls for something a little more severe. Don't you think so, (y/n)?" You tried very hard to to smother it, but he could hear the giggles that tried to escape your lips and he shook his head, trying to cover up his amusement.

As soon as he arrived the bedroom door, he released you, shoving you towards the bed before spinning to slam the door shut. The lock click had an ominous tone, matching the expression on Sukuna's face as he turned back towards his mischievous prey. Your eyes were wide in your pale face as you steered up at him. And as he stepped forward, you stumbled backwards. The laughter in your eyes tinged with a hint of erotic fear. That was excellent. He loved that expression.

Without any warning, Sukuna lunged towards you. His hands wrapped around your sides and tossed you onto the bed. You squeaked as you landed, immediately turning over to scramble away. His hands latched around your ankle, dragging you back towards him. "Where do you think you're running off to?" The moment you were withing striking distance, his hand crashed down hard on your ass. The only thing protecting it was your panties.

A cry escaped from your mouth and your struggles escalated. His hand crashed on your ass two more times until you finally went still.

"That's a good girl." he murmured soothingly, hand gently stroking your ass. "Just lie there and take your punishment, and if you're good, then maybe I'll give you a treat afterwards."

"What kind of treat?" You mumbled, voice barely discernible due to your head being shoved into the blankets. Sukuna's hand crashed down against your ass again, startling another cry from you.

"Quiet."

You sniffled, but didn't say anything else. Your sniffle didn't affect him, he knew it was an act. You loved it, and although you had denied it vehemently, Sukuna had a surefire way of proving it. He dragged you across the bed by your ankle until your legs fell off the bed, leaving you bent at your waist over the edge.

He released his hold on your ankle and curled his hand into your panties, viciously yanking on them, tearing the delicate lace from your body. It was a shame because he loved that pair of panties. He knew he had to take you out for shopping for new pairs. One of his favorite things about your panties was how easy he found it to rip them off from you.

His rough fingers trailed across his handprint on your ass before his hand came down hard again. Another red handprint formed, pulling a grin to his lips and he slammed his hand down on the other side, wanting the cheeks to match. Enjoying the red marks, his fingers explored his handprint, slowly working their own way down, trailing directly across your incredibly, wet pussy.

"You little slut." He accused, fingers moving roughly across your delicate lips. "You're enjoying this aren't you......You like the idea of me spanking you, punishing you, hurting you." You whimpered in response and rocked your hips slightly.

Sukuna removed his hand briefly, slapping your ass to leave another print on your ass before returning to the warmth between your legs. Another whimper escaped your lips, you rocked your hips once more, pushing back and grinding against his touch.

He slid a finger inside you and hissed at how tight you were. It startled him almost everytime, despite how long you've been together.

"You're so fucking wet, (y/n)," He murmured, slowly thrusting his ginger to loosen you up. "and so tight. How the hell am i supposed to fit my cock in here if i can barely fit one finger?" A low whine escaped you and you thrust back against his finger. He let you grind against it for a moment before adding a second finger, enjoying your soft gasp. "We'll just have to stretch you out a bit, but not too much. I want it to hurt when i fuck you." He slipped out his fingers and slapped your ass once more. There was a slight hint of bruise starting to form on your ass. Normally, he wasn't this rough, but something about your little game had seriously provoked him this time.

As he fingers slammed back inside your cunt, thrusting roughly, he continued, "Hmm, i want this to hurt. It's supposed to be a punishment, remember?"

"Sukuna, please." You whispered, hands curled into the sheets, back arching and voice threaded with need.

"What was that, (y/n)?" He asked and used his free hand to slid up to curl your hair before yanking it backwards. "Please what my love? Please stop? Please be gentle? Please don't punish me?" He watched you whine, legs shifting restlessly. "Or is it the opposite? Please more? Harder? Faster? Rougher? Well what is it, (y/n)?"

"Pleaase." You keened with your hips rocking and squirming.

With his fingers still thrusting into you roughly, he used his hold on your hair to drag your body up off the bed, leaning forward as he did so to press his lips to your ear. "Please what, (y/n)?"

"Please fuck me!" You finally answered in a whisper, struggling to keep your balance in his rough hold.

"I can't hear you, (y/n)." Sukuna growled, slowly forcing a third finger into your quivering, aching pussy.

"Please fuck me!" With your shaky voice, you managed to louden your voice. Sukuna released his grip on your hair and shoved you forward. Your body slammed back into the mattress with a soft thud.

With his free hand, he tugged down the waistband of his sweats, pulling his hard cock free. "I still can't here you." He said, slowly stroking his cock.

"Please fuck me!" You yelled it this time. Your body ached for him. You pressed back, presenting your pussy to him.

"I love the way you're asking so nicely." In one fluid motion, he pulled his fingers slammed his cock into you. It only made it about a third of the way in. Your incredible tightness made such movement difficult, but your mangled cry of pain and pleasure made it worth it. Sukuna curled both hands around your hips, yanking them up to a more comfortable position; one that left only your upper body on the bed. Slowly, he began to make little thrusts with his cock, gaining a little bit of ground and earning a soft gasp each time.

After what seemed like forever, his cock was mostly buried inside of you, the head of his cock just slightly nudging your cervix. He still had another inch or two which he knew your pretty pussy could take.

You just weren't warmed up yet.

And despite his desire to hurt you, he didn't want to actually injure you.

"Fuck, (y/n), you feel so good fucking good." He withdrew slowly and pressed back just as carefully. Slowly, he continued his gentle rocking motion, feeling your muscle relax around him, feeling your tightness give away until he was finally buried inside of you. He groaned, hands squeezing your hips so hard he knew his fingers would leave bruises.

"And you fit around me so perfectly." Sukuna chuckled. "Like you were made for me. Made for my cock."

You let out a strangled laugh. "I don't know about that. You always feel too big to — aah!" Your words were cut off as he pulled back and slammed back in roughly.

"You were saying?" He asked pleasantly. As you took a breath to respond, he thrust into you again, turning your words into a groan. "That's what i thought." Without giving you time to adjust, he set into a bruising pace.

"S-Sukuna....wait —" Your pained cries were music to his ears. Your muscles spasmed around his cock so frantically as he took pleasure from your body, punishing you with his rough fucking. Although it didn't seem like much of a punishment with how soaked you were and the pain in your body was turning to pleasure.

Sukuna was past the point of caring about punishment. There were no more games, just your bodies writhing in pleasure. He jostled you around a bit, releasing your hips and wrapped an arm around your waist; keeping you up at the best angle while freeing a hand to wander between your legs. His fingers unerringly found your clit, brushing against it with a gentleness that belied his rough thrusts. The moment his fingers made contact with your clit, your entire body arched and froze up, pussy clamping down on his cock. A low whine escaped your lips as an orgasm slammed into you.

"That's a good girl. Cumming for me so nicely. Good girl. That's a good girl." Sukuna growled, struggling to keep up his pace. His fingers continued to play across your clit, tweaking and rolling it. Your little whines grew louder, turning into whimpers, into moans, into cries until you finally exploded on him again. This time with a near scream, fluids gushed out from your pussy.

As your muscled tightened around his cock again, Sukuna lost control, slamming into you harder and faster before cumming. His hot seed spilling into you set off again and he just barely managed to keep hold as you thrashed beneath him. Pussy milking his cock for every last drop.

"Fucking hell." Sukuna came back to himself. He moved his hand away from your clit to stroke your side, hips and back. He lazily thrust a few more times, each earning a soft whimper from you who was now slumped tiredly on the bed. As his cock softened completely, he let it slip from you before scooping you up into his arms and laying you both on the bed.

You curled into his chest, humming in pleasure as his arms tightened around you, holding you protectively.

"I love you, you demon." You murmured tiredly, nuzzling into his shoulder.

"I love you too, (y/n)....even if you did cheat at hide and seek."

You giggled, eyes opening to peer at him. "By the way, didn't you say something about a treat?"

One of his large hands slid through your hair, gently untangling them. "I did, and you were a very good girl for your punishment. Maybe we can go get ice cream."

All signs of tiredness seemed to slip away when he mentioned ice cream. Your body nearly quivered with excitement. "Ice cream after sex. I like that. Let's go right now!"

Sukuna laughed and wrapped his hands tighter around you. "Of course, love. Just give me a couple minutes. You wore me out."

"That's because you're old....too old." You teased, scrunching your nose up at him. He glared at you rolling so that you were on your back below him.

"Careful there, little exorcist, or I'll have to show you what happens when you tease old men." He warned, looming over you.

"But then we'll never get ice cream." You said.

Rolling off you, he laughed. "Yes yes, we'll get your damn ice cream." Her excited behaviour made it all worth it, and once again, he was glad he found someone who never wanted to exorcise him.

"Press the red button!" He ordered.

Just that ordering you about always made you annoyed. "Press it yourself." You countered.

"Life would be a lot easier if you just did what you were told once in awhile." Gojo said with a frown.

"Well, excuse me for not believing being stuck in an elevator with you a favorite fantasy of mine." You said ironically.

"It should be." He grinned that wide smile that seemed to work on all the other women that worked in Jujutsu Tech, landing him more than enough bed mates if he ever bothered to look.

You had vowed never to become one of them, which meant that you had to hold  on to your anger, giving him verbal spikes for every comment that he threw in your direction. The best solution had been to stay far away from him and you preferred that over getting into verbal disputes with the him. Your body heated up and tried to persuade your brain to attack him with some other parts of your body instead of your tongue.

"Whatever." You pressed the red button hard and started stamping your foot.

You hoped the security had better listened because you wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Gojo grabbed his phone and called someone. That seemed to work a lot better than the red button."Hey Nanami." He said. "We're stuck in the elevator. Get us out before the lady faints."

You snorted loudly. As if you would do anything that stupid.

"Which floor are we at?" He asked you.

"Between 7 and 8."

Gojo relayed that information to Nanami before he hung up. You wished Nanami was stuck with you instead of this blue eyed sorcerer.

"The calvary is on their way." Gojo said and sat on the floor of the elevator.

"I'm more concerned why no one answers this damn panic button." You said. "There's no use in panicking when no one will bother to save you."

"Feel free to panic all you like." Gojo giggled.

"As if!" You huffed.

"I can save you. Don't worry."

You laughed. "That's exactly why I'm not panicking. Why would i panic when  the greatest sorcerer, Gojo Satoru is with me." You looked down at him.

"Yes." Gojo snapped his fingers. "That's what I've always liked about you."

"Don't go there, Satoru." You warned and gave him a hard look.

"But i like you, my angel." He said sweetly as if he was calming an angry dog.

"Oh, just shut up and spare me the routine." You rolled your eyes.

"What routine?" Gojo tilted his head to the side.

"The 'let me talk you into my bed' routine. Just stop it.....I'm sick of it."

"Sick?" Gojo looked at you with more confusion.

"As in I'm about to vomit."

"Nothing wrong with a little flirtation." He smiled.

You looked at the ceiling and turned away from him. "Have they fallen asleep or what?" You banged the elevator door. "Hey! Get me out of here?!!"

"We're working on it." You heard Nanami say from far away. The thick walls in the elevator dampened all the sounds.

"How long will it take?" Gojo yelled out.

"About an hour or more." Nanami answered.

You sighed. You knew exactly what that meant. The fire department were probably busy and they couldn't skip a burning house over two people stuck in an elevator. "You're a sorcerer, aren't you?" You turned to Gojo. "Can't you make us disappear or something?"

"I can," Gojo rubbed his chin. "but i don't want to."

You groaned and turned back to face the door. "Could things possibly get any worse." You mummbled.

"Sure, they can.... Do you need to pee?" Gojo asked.

"What kind of question is that? No, i don't want to pee." You hissed. "Do you?"

"Not yet, but when we do, we should decide which corner of the elevator to use."

You just stared at him, totally flabbergasted. "Not happening. Just keep it in the pants, buddy!"

"It's not wise to ignore your bodily needs for too long." He stated.

"Huh?! Normal people control their urges with their brain. You should try that." You flung at him. "Can't believe the great sorcerer uses his brain like a dumb duck."

"Ouch." Gojo winced. "Or perhaps, you should listen to what your body wants?"

"I'm not peeing in front of you, Gojo. Drop it."

"I was thinking about what other fun things we could do while we're waiting."

"I don't want to hear this."

"Running away again?" He grinned at you, before making a show of staring at the walls surrounding you both. "Oh, wait. You can't run. Excellent. For once, you will actually have to stay and talk to me."

"No i don't. I can just close my ears and ignore you." You said and turned your back to him.

You heard him shuffle at the other end of the elevator and he sighed contently. You couldn't resist peeking at him and noticed that he had sat down on the floor. He looked up your legs as if he was trying to peek underneath the hem of your skirt. You grabbed the hem and pulled it down, almost dropping your tablet at the same time.

"Why don't you sit down and relax? We're in for a long wait."

You hesitated. His legs were so long that he blocked most of the floor. You could either sit beside him or opposite him. Opposite was more tempting, but you noticed that the floor was more dirty on that side. You didn't want to get your clothes soiled.

Gojo seemed to read your mind.

"You can sit on top of me." He offered. "Then you won't get stains on your skirt."

"No, i can't." You said.

"Can't or won't?"

"Both."

"I promise. I won't bite."

He could promise all he liked. Even though he was blindfolded, you could tell that there were a lot of other things that he wanted to do besides biting.

"You're that desperate, huh?" You flung at him. "Not getting anything these days?"

"I can be patient." Gojo said warmly. "When there's something i really want, and I've learned that sometimes the ones that are difficult to handle are worth the wait."

"Sounds more like abstinence if you ask me. You know, a good psychiatrist could probably help you with your addiction."

"What addiction?" He looked at you.

"The conquering and plundering."

Gojo laughed. "That's instinct. Not a medical disease."

"If you say so...Most addicts deny they have a problem when everybody else sees it clearly."

"I love your legs," he countered. "and your habit of wearing short skirts."

"Huh?"

"If you come a little closer, i can see the color of panties as well. Or aren't you wearing any?"

"Gojo." You called. "Why don't we discuss about Sukuna being stuck in Itadori's body." You suggested.

"I bet you have a white underwear in a matching color." He ignored you.

"And how many lives will be lost to Mahito if you keep sitting here?" You tried again.

"Todo and the rest will take care of it. Besides, they can manage without me."

"You can teleport right now and go save people." You sighed.

"Nope. I'd prefer to leave through the elevator door. Right now, I'm stuck in an elevator with a beautiful woman. Only a braindead man would prefer to work when we can strip down and fuck hard while waiting."

"You've seen too may porn movies."

"I have a vivid imagination," Gojo corrected. "but right now, i prefer to see if your breasts are as large as i think they are."

"Sorry to disappoint you, Satoru. Push up bra with extra padding." You grinned at him before you could stop yourself.

"Why?"

"For the same reason that men wear shoulder pads and stuff socks into their trunks."

Gojo laughed again. "I don't." He said. "I have no need to exaggerate anything. I'm already large."

You sighed. "Too much information. I'm not interested."

"You are hurting my ego to say that." He chuckled. "Now i have to prove myself."

"No, no, you don't. As i said, I'm not interested and i don't want to see more of you than i have to." You sighed before sitting down opposite of him. You didn't care whether you got dirty. As long as you didn't touch him. He might take it as an invitation.

"Here." Gojo brought out a face towel from his pocket. "Sit on this so you won't get your skirt dirty."

You thanked him and accepted his gift. You rose on your knees and placed the face towel underneath your backside, before sitting back down again.

"Why won't you sit next to me?" He asked.

"I'm fine over here." You answered.

"Give me the real reason." He insisted.

"Do i look like an octopus?" You asked.

"No." Gojo stared at you in wonder.

"Good. Because if i was, i would be clinging to you."

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Your question is impertinent and don't require an answer."

"Impertinent?" He laughed. "I've never heard that before."

"Look it up. I'm sure Google can explain it to you."

"Belittling my intelligence will not help you, woman."

"Look, Gojo. We're stuck here, but that doesn't mean that we have to engage in polite conversation for that hour. I prefer reading my emails." You said and grabbed your tablet.

"Sad. I can think of a lot of other and more interesting way to spend my time than working." He said. "Emails are boring."

You tried to ignore him, but the sudden rustling of his clothes made you lift your eyes and watch him. He had taken off his uniform and was in the process of unbuttoning his inner shirt.

"Satoru. What are you doing?" You asked with eyes wide open.

"Getting more comfortable. It's warm in here." He answered.

"No it's not."

"Come closer and cool me down then."

"Don't undress completely. Nanami and the rest will be here soon."

"I'm sure they've seen a naked man before."

"Naked? Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm sweating." Gojo stated. "You're also sweating. Just remove a few layers of your clothes and you'll feel better."

You tried using your hand to fan yourself. It wasn't helpful at all. "We're probably stuck beside the central heating system."

"It won't kill to remove some clothes." Gojo reminded you.

"I can manage."

"Oh well, it's your decision. I thought women were hysterical about sweating during the day."

You cringed. Were you stinking of sweat already? That was embarrassing. You tried to check yourself, but you could not smell your armpit while Gojo stared at you. He seemed terribly amused by your expression.

"Don't worry. You don't smell bad. Yet." His grin was much wider than you appreciated. Still, there was nothing else to do. You shrugged off your cardigan and decided to take off your stockings as well. You were wearing a pantyhose which meant that you had to lift your skirt up to your waist to remove it. You looked over at Gojo. He seemed to have understood your dilemma.

"Don't let me stop you." He teased you.

"Oh for heaven's sake, Gojo. Can't you just close your eyes and be a gentleman for once?"

"Hah! This is probably all the fun I'll get out of this, so I'm enjoying the show."

"There won't be any show. I'll just remove my pantyhose."

"Hmm. Everyone will suspect we did a lot more."

"If so, they have a boring life and too much imagination."

"You don't have a favorite elevator fantasy?" Gojo asked.

"None that i care to share with you."

"Oh come on, sweetheart. Enlighten me."

You snorted.

"Or, try to shock me." He said as if he doubted your ability to do that."

"Why don't you tell me your fantasy first?" You looked at him.

"Nope. You probably know that already." He crossed his arms.

"Try me."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Gojo smiled.

He was taunting you. Trying to make you play his game. You wanted to ignore him but at the same time, it lurked at the back of your mind that it would be much more fun to shock him. Torment him like he was tormenting you. You got up on your feet and yanked up your skirt before grabbing your pantyhose and pushing it down your thighs.

"My favorite fantasy is to be taken against the wall." You started. "Legs spread wide as my lover lifts me and fucks me deep."

You rolled your pantyhose down passed your knees and leaned your right hand against the wall as you pulled the fabric away from your left leg. You glaced over to Gojo. He stared at you, mouth slightly opened as he took in your naked legs, following them upwards to your panties.

"My second favorite fantasy is to straddle my lover, taking him deep inside as i ride him hard."

You pulled the pantyhose away from your other leg and placed it over your cardigan on the floor. You pulled your skirt down to cover your panties.

"Would you like to hear my third fantasy, Satoru?" You asked.

"Huh? What?" He seemed to have lost his ability to speak clearly as his voice sounded hoarse.

"I'll take that as a yes." You grinned at him. "My third fantasy involves being taken against my will, bent over and all the pleasure being forced upon me. Now, does that shock you?" You asked before sitting down, unbuttoning your blouse.

"Shit." Gojo wheezed. "Are you taking that off?"

"Yes."

You had his attention now. There was no doubt about that. He stared as you unbuttoned your blouse and revealed the tank top underneath. You smiled at him. It was childish to try and beat him at his own game, but you couldn't resist the temptation.

"Any hope of you wanting to live out those fantasies?" Gojo questioned.

"No."

"Why not?"

"You're not my type, Gojo. Sorry," Your words seemed to have the desired effect. He was scowling at you."but you can tell me about your fantasy. It seems we have plenty of time to kill."

"Getting bored, are you?"

"Absolutely."

"I can't tell you my fantasy." He stated. "But i can show you."

"Hm, interesting...but i won't bite."

"You won't dare to. I know. You're too nervous around me. I understand."

You didn't like the sound of that at all. He thought he had you pinned, didn't he?

"And what if you were too nervous. What would i do?" You asked.

"You would sit on my lap and let me kiss you." Gojo answered.

"Is that all?" You wanted to be sure.

"Yes. That's my fantasy. Nothing more."

You stared at him. You had thought he would have gone for more X-rated group fantasy involving him and a few women.

"You must have other colorful fantasies." You smiled.

"I prefer living, not dreaming about it." Gojo let out a laugh.

"That explains why you have a new girlfriend every week."

"Actually." He paused. "I don't change that often."

"They flock around you." You stated.

"That doesn't mean that i accept their offers."

"So you're not attached?"

"Not at the moment, no. Are you?"

You laughed. He had no idea who he was asking. You were the most single person around. Hopeless at relationships and even more hopeless with understanding men.

"No attachment right now." You said, not wanting him to know how long it had been since your last boyfriend dumped you.

You didn't want to think about it, but it must have been 6 months or something. Half of the year has passed since someone had wanted to touch you. It was a long time ago. Too long.

It meant that Gojo was an even bigger temptation than he would normally be; teasing you with the fantasy of a quickie inside the elevator with one of the hottest man you knew. You looked at him, taking in his open shirt and the abs he was revealing.

"Will you open your shirt more?" You asked before you managed to stop yourself.

Gojo pulled his shirt trails aside, allowing you to see his muscular chest. You should have known that such a stunning man would look just as stunning beneath his clothes.

"Can i touch you." You asked confidently.

Gojo held his arms out to you. "Feel free."

You were amazed. Maybe there were some benefits to being stuck in an elevator with Gojo after all. You walked over to him and sat down beside him on your knees. Your head was at the level of his shoulders, still he felt a lot taller and broader than you.

You placed your hand on his naked chest and stroke it across his chest, taking in his hardened skin before moving them up to his nipples. You watched as he sucked in air in a large whoosh and you saw his nipples tightening.

It could not be from the cold, so you suspected that it was his sexual awareness making him respond. You moved your hand across his chest. It made it feel forbidden and more tempting at the same time. The most powerful jujutsu sorcerer just allowing you to touch him.

"What was that fantasy of yours again?" You asked hoarsely.

"You straddling me and kissing me." Gojo smiled.

You climbed onto his lap, straddling him as you pushed your skirt up to your waist; that made it easier for you to spread your legs.

"Where would you like to be kissed, Satoru?" You asked.

Gojo placed his hand on your chin and tilted it up slightly. He leaned closer and placed his lips on yours. You opened your mouth in surprise and placed your hands behind his neck, holding him as he deepened the kiss.

After a while, he let go of your lips and you leaned against his shoulder, listening to the sound of his beating heart as it pounded against your ear. You could feel his hard body underneath you and the bulge in his pants was pressing even more insistently against your pussy.

You rubbed yourself against him; you couldn't resist the temptation and you could feel all your body heat up. Your lower regions felt as if they were flooding with wet warmth, obviously preparing your body if the need should arise. You wanted and needed it, but you knew that you couldn't resist the temptation.

Still, having him close made you long to just go with the flow. For once in your life, you just wanted to do what you knew was wrong. Get naked with a man that would not stay and experience the best fuck you had ever had.

It might be that he couldn't live up to the rumors that you'd heard about him, but you doubted that was the case. You would probably never get such an opportunity again.

"How about fulfilling my fantasy as well?" You questioned.

"Which one." Gojo caressed your cheek.

"Me on top."

"Gladly!" He said as he pushed your skirt further up.

You placed your hands on his pants and tried to open them. He helped and soon, his cock was free from the constraints as you pushed his trunks further down.

"Your turn." He said as he pulled at your panties.

You lifted yourself and pulled them off before you returned to his lap. He pulled out a package of condoms and sheathed himself. You helped him roll the rubber halfway down his long cock. He was larger than what you were used to and as you placed your hands around his shaft, you wondered if you would be able to take him without feeling pain. No matter what, you were desperate to give it a try. You straddled him and lifted your body on to your knees while you steered yourself into position.

You grabbed his cock and placed it against your sex lips. You lowered yourself as he leaned towards you and lifted your breasts up from your bra. He took your nipple into his mouth and started sucking. You moaned and felt your body heating up even more.

You lowered  yourself on to his erect flesh and you felt him push his way inside you. You arched your back, trying to make it easier to take his wide shaft. He slid hand down to your clit and started rubbing you, gently and circling your nub before pushing directly at it.

"Fuck." You shivered in excitement and closed your eyes to enjoy the feeling more. You lifted and sank down on to him, taking him deeper. You could hear him breathing harder, feeling his hands on your waist as he directed your movements.

"Am i going to slow for you?" You asked teasingly.

Gojo laughed. "I'm not complaining. It just feels so good."

He lowered his head towards you and kissed you. The touch made you melt against him; heat streaming from your body and meeting his every nerve ending inside you seemed to ignite and burn just by having him near you.

You took in his manly scent, wondering how he could feel so right and wild at the same time. As if he was some wild manly creature that you longed to tame and keep in your bed. Oh yes, now, that was definitely a fantasy that would torment your sleep from now on.

He tasted so much better than you had ever imagined and combined with his hard cock inside you. You could not prevent yourself from tensing all your inner muscles around him as you took him deeper than before.

"You're so fucking tight." Gojo hissed.

You could feel him press against your womb and you retreated quickly, lifting yourself slightly up while he protested your evacuation. He breathed heavily and you could hear his groan as you tightened your inner muscles again, making the fit even tighter around his hard flesh.

"Oh shit." He burst out. "I can't hold back much longer."

You stopped moving, holding yourself still as you breathed deeply. You wanted to keep him inside, wanted to prolong the sensation for as long as possible, but an elevator was perhaps not the best place to fuck.

You wanted to brand his body. You wanted him to take you home and fuck you again, but this time, without the limitation and the risk of being seen. You could feel your body preparing for the last hurdle, knowing that your orgasm was within easy reach. You only needed a slight stimulation to your breast or clit and then you would set off.

"Gojo...touch me...please." You moaned as you pushed his hand over your clit.

He chuckled. "Whatever you want, baby" he leaned his head back, revealing the grimace on his face as he desperately tried to hold back his release.

You knew he did it for you. To ensure that you were as equally satisfied by the encounter you both had. You were pleasantly surprised that he cared. No wonder he was so popular, you thought.

You started to ride him harder, leaning forward as you kissed his neck and held your arms around his shoulders.

Gojo rubbed your clit harder and your orgasm overwhelmed you instantly. You pushed your lips against his chest to hide the sound of your scream.

"Just like that, baby girl." He groaned as he moved his hands to your waist again and used his strength to keep up your riding, fucking himself up and into you as he roared quietly.

You fell limp against him, holding yourself up by clinging to his shoulders.

Then you both started laughing.

"Oh my god." You giggled as you kissed him.

"You sure know how to keep a man entertained." Gojo smiled at you.

"Likewise." You said. "Do you think anyone heard?"

"No. These walls seem to muffle all the sounds. We should probably get dressed before Nanami and the rest arrives."

You lifted yourself away from his semi-hard cock, feeling a large amount of your own liquid seep out of your body at the same time.

"Oh." You said as you put your panties back on. It was still too warm to redress completely, but you both covered the most basic parts. "How do i look?" You asked Gojo.

"Like you've just had a good time." He grinned at you. "You should fix your hair a little more." He pushed your hair behind your ear.

The gesture felt so intimate as you took his scent. You wanted him again. No doubt about that. The playful bantering was so much more interesting than how they usually behave.

"You have buttoned it wrong." You laughed as you pointed to his shirt.

He smiled and tried to fix it. You reached for him and started helping him. He stood patiently before you as he let you do it.

"When we get out of here, would you like to try out your other fantasies with me?" Gojo asked, tempting you with his offer. "I seem to recall that we still have two left.

"Gladly. My place or yours?"

"Mine is closer."

At the same time, you heard some shuffling outside, indicating that help had arrived. You pulled down your skirt and gave Gojo another lingering kiss.

The elevator started working again and soon enough, you got to see the light again. Nanami kept looking at you before moving his eyes to Gojo.

"Thanks for the help, Nanami." Gojo wrapped his hand around Nanami's shoulders.

"You should consider your location before doing something inappropriate, Gojo." Nanami said.

Gojo watched as you walked away, acting as if nothing happened. "It doesn't hurt to have a little fun, Nanami." Gojo patted Nanami's shoulders before walking away.

You rubbed yourself harder as you slowly felt your body tense up as you recall your first orgasm.

But what if Nanami gave you a body shaking orgasm. One that was greater than the last.

Your head went back as you bit down hard on the pillow, fingers pulling your nipples hard as you felt your orgasm peak.

"Nanami Sensei...oh fuck...oh my god....mmmphh." You moaned into the pillow to muffle your voice as your body trembled violently on the bed. Your room was filled with your deep breaths as you slowly recovered.

Your door swung open. You got startled and closed your laptop. "Hey! Didn't you hear us calling?. The game is starting soon, you know." Nobara crossed her hands.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll join everyone now."

"Are you alright? Your face is red." Nobara squinted her eyes to you.

"Really?" You jolted up and walked past her. "I'll join everyone outside."

Nobara gave your laptop a suspicious look and left.

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Three days later, you were in the training grounds with Nobara, Itadori and Megumi. Gojo was there as usual. However, Nanami was present. Gojo made him watch as he trained his students. You kept your eyes on Nanami the whole time as you trained. You won against Megumi in a small combat and Gojo was impressed.

"Nanami! What do you think?" Gojo asked.

"The combat was great. I can also see the improvement in her physical skills." While Nanami answered, you kept quiet, yet maintained eye contact with him. "You did great." He spoke to you.

You just shook your head.

Right after the training, you walked beside Nanami to the principal's office. Nanami felt a lump on his throat as he walked with you. You both have been close, just a student- teacher thing nothing more, yet crossing the line that night made everything awkard.

"You'll be joining Maki and Toge tomorrow to retrieve a package that's assumed to hold one of Sukuna's finger."

You just looked at him and nodded.

Nanami went on. "I think we should address what happened that night. You know what we did was wrong."

You kept silent.

That night, Masamachi called for an emergency meeting about Mahito. During that event, Nanami would constantly glance at you. Sometimes, he stared and you felt like he could see right through you. Your heart raced with every nerves everytime you looked over at him. Right after the meeting, after waiting for everyone to leave, he led you to a corner and made out with you.

"You know what we did was wrong." Nanami continued. "I wasn't myself that night and i shouldn't have let it gone too far. I'm sor-"

No, i dont want to." You interrupted him.

Nanami looked at you puzzled.

"I love you, Nanami Sensei." You reached for his hand.

He knew this was very risky, considering the fact that someone might see. He led you to a pillar where he knew you'd be safe.

"I love you too as my student, we're not supposed to love each other this way. I love all my students and I'm more than ready to give my life for my students safety. If we go further with this, it'll cause a lot of conflict."

"I don't care." Your eyes grew moist. Nanami could tell you were about to play. "It can be our little secret. Please, Sensei." You looked at him with unbearable convincing eyes.

Nanami groaned. "Please, stop this."

"No! You stop this! I don't want to talk anymore!' You yelled and let go his hand, running towards the principal's office.

He was was taken aback by your outburst and decided not to push you anymore.

You spent the rest of the morning and afternoon with Gojo, Itadori, Megumi and Nobara. You all went from one building to another, exorcising curses that made people restless. Megumi asked numerous times if you were alright, but you lied and said you were fine.

Later that evening, Masamichi gave you a call to help Nanami pick up wools for his dolls from the supermarket. It wasn't fair, because Gojo was going to treat everyone to dinner while you helped Nanami get wools.

Things were awkward once you arrived, as both of you were very quiet during the shopping. Right after the wools were packaged and paid for, it started raining. The sky turned ominously dark and windy.

Suddenly, Nanami received a phone call from Gojo.

"Gojo."

"Did you get the emergency message? There's a storm coming," Gojo said over the phone. "but if you noticed, the weather changed too fast. It's not an ordinary storm."

"Do you think Mahito is responsible?" Nanami asked and glanced over at you. He was on the phone with Gojo for awhile. After hanging up the phone, the TV in the supermarket turned on and the reporter urged everyone to take shelter immediately. Nanami placed his hand on your back. "We have to get to Jujutsu Tech as fast as we can. Gojo thinks Mahito is up to something."

You only nodded and allowed him to guide you outside. The situation outside was chaotic. Being inside, you both were oblivious to the storm. It was starting to flood and things were flying all around.

"Holy shit." Nanami cussed. He settled inside his car and drove away. You were starting to get worried. What was Mahito up to this time?

Nanami reached an intersection. It was flooded and inaccessible. "Shit." He tried to reverse when someone banged on the window.

"You can't drive, sir! Please park your car and get inside that building! Its a hotel!" It was a policeman directing people to safety.

Nanami did as told and parked his vehicle on the side of the road. "Okay. We're gonna run into that building over there. Wait for me to get you."

"Okay, Sensei."

He quickly ran out and got you with his hand around your waist. You both were instantly drenched and had to fight against the strong wind to get into the hotel. It was already filled with people. You hugged him as you both got into the hotel. He brushed your hair away from your face as you looked up at him.

"This is crazy." Nanami got his phone and tried calling Gojo, but it wasn't going through.

You were already shivering from the cold. Fortunately, the hotel staffs handed everyone towels. A couple of hours passed and the storm seemed to be getting worse by the hour.

Nanami couldn't handle waiting anymore. He led you to the reception desk. He never let you go as he walked through the crowd. "Excuse me. Do you have any rooms left?"

"We do sir, but they're limited at the moment. You can't book two rooms, becau-"

"That's okay." He brought out his wallet and paid for a room. Almost immediately, the room was arranged and the key card was handed over to Nanami. "This storm won't stop anytime soon. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Sensei." You answered and followed where he led you. You stared at his wet clothes clinging tightly to his skin as the thought of sharing a room with him excited you.

Finally getting into the room, you went straight into the bathroom. Nanami heard the shower turn on and figured out that you were having a hot shower. He paced around the room, counting on the storm to end before midnight. He watched as the furious storm continued to rain down outside. Miraculously, he was able to reach Gojo. As suspected, Mahito was responsible for the storm. However, no one could stop him because of storm's intensity.

Inside the bathroom, you relished the hot water flowing over your body. Your nipples were hard from the cold rain. You slid your fingers between your thighs as you thought of Nanami right outside the door.

You came out after awhile and Toji was stunned when he saw you. You had a robe on and you were using a towel to dry your hair. Nanami went to the bathroom to shower. He was happy to know that you were smiling again, but he was also worried about being alone with you.

In the bathroom, he was greeted with the sight of your clothes laying on the counter, including your bra and panties.

Blood rushed to his cock as the thought of you naked filled his mind. He instinctively caressed his cock under the hot shower. "This is so wrong." He breathed.

He finished showering and put on a bathrobe. Being a lot taller, the robe stopped at his thighs. The robe revealed most of his chest. Realizing he had no choice, he took a deep breath and walked out.

You were drying your hair when you saw Nanami's face in the reflection. Your heart started beating at an incredible speed. You bit youcops you saw his semi exposed body.

Fortunately for Nanami, the bed was big. He got under the covers in attempt to cover himself up. After you were done drying your hair, you got into the bed and snuggled with Nanami.

"I can let you have the bed if you want."

"I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier, Sensei. I just don't want to stop being close to you." You said as you hugged him.

"It's alright. I know it's confusing, but we must know what's right from wrong. What we did was wrong."

"Sensei, I'm cold. Will you hold me?" You asked, ignoring his statement.

As much as Nanami knew he should keep a physical distance between the both of you; yet being in such a situation where calamity was happening outside, his instinct as a teacher got the best of him. For a moment, he didn't care anymore. He turned towards you as embraced you as you both laid on your sides.

You threw your arms around him. He could feel your cold, soft skin against him and he could smell the shampoo in your hair. It was electric as you both threw away the momentary awkwardness and gave in to what you both wanted.

You gently ran your fingers along his skin. As his glance wondered further down, his heart started pounding as he realized your robe was sliding down your shoulder, partially exposing your breast.

"Fuck." He whispered. His cock was growing against your inner thighs. He tried to move away, but that made you hug him tighter and you wrapped your legs around his waist.

You caressed his cheek and giggled as his body jerked when you ran your thumb across his nipple.

"Sensei...i love being close to you. The fact that we're both naked is making me so wet." You planted a kiss on his lips. "There's nothing i want more than to see the look of pleasure on your face. To see your hard cock spurt." You knew you were inexperienced, but you made it up by learning a thing or two online.

Nanami felt your thumb flick across his nipple again. He could feel it harden and it was definitely turning him on.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

"I want to please you, Sensei." You answered. "I want to show you how good i am." You started rubbing his nipple harder.

Nanami suddenly felt a cold sensation on his cock. Your other hand had slipped its way between his legs and your pinky finger was brushing against the tip. Your body was still stuck against him, almost holding him down as your fingers barely touched his cock. It felt like the backside your fingers grazing against the skin of his cock.

"Listen to me..." Nanami swallowed. "This is wrong."

You ignored him and for some reasons, he was delighted. Your head was still pressed against his chest, yet, you were looking down at his cock; your fingers twist around to hook around the girth of his cock.

  You couldn't believe you were touching your Sensei's cock. It was a lot bigger than you thought. It was so thick and long. So sexy.

Nanami watched intently as you bit your lip. As you wrapped your fingers around his cock. Your cold and smooth hand felt like electric. You watched immensely as you slowly slid your hand along his shaft. It was painfully erotic as he watched you explore him. Your fingers stroked the veins of his throbbing cock.

Both your breaths were heavy; warming against each other. Both hidden beneath the sheets, acting like you were just hugging, yet your hands were pumping his cock between his legs.

Nanami could tell you were getting tired after remaining in that position. "Baby girl....stop." He said as he held your shoulders.

You looked at him and your robe dropped exposing your full breasts to him. They had a perkiness that was only possible for someone of your youth. Right in the middle, your nipples were pointing towards him.

You flashed him the sweetest smile and leaned up to him, placing your free hand on his face, caressing it, playing with his hair as you stared into his eyes. Your face strayed closer as your breath grew heavy.

"We can't do th-" You ignored him and planted your lips on his, gently nibbling on his lower lip.

Nanami couldn't hold back any longer and kissed you back with your hand stoking his hard, erect cock. His hand slid behind you, caressing your lower back. You placed your hands on his and guided it against your body. His warm palm made contact with the bare skim of your stomach. You continued guiding his hands upwards towards your breasts.

"Touch me, Sensei." You whispered, shakily. You squeezed his hands on your breasts. Nanami felt your nipples grow hard between his fingers. He watched as you went back to stroking his cock.

"Sen....sensei..." You whispered.

Nanami leaned in to kiss your neck. He licked and nibbled away which caused you to moan.

"Does it feel good, Sensei?" You asked.

"Yes, baby girl." He hissed in your ears.

This made you very happy and you wanted to please him more. You licked your way around until you found his nipples. Your lips enveloped his nipples and your tongue flicked them wildly, causing him to groan. Hearing him groan with pleasure drove you crazy.

You began stroking his cock faster and harder. You trailed kisses up his neck till you reached his ears. You nibbled his earlobes playfully as you tightened your grip on his cock. Nanami felt another cold sensation on his thighs and realized you were so wet. Your juices were leaking on him.

He looked down to see your breasts jiggling around from the motion of your hands. He brought his hands up to tweak your nipples. You moaned loudly. "Cum for me, Sensei!"

Nanami's eyes widened as his body reacted to those words. He reached down to grip your wrists, but it was too late. His balls contracted and burst out cum. "Shit. Fuck. Fuck." His hands gripped your ass as his hips bucked slightly and shot out streams of thick, white cum reaching up to your stomach.

"Nanami Sensei!" You gasped gleefully as you felt hot cum fall on your wrist.

Nanami's cock was pulsating in your grip; cum dripping down, coating your hand. You thought that was the hottest thing ever.

This was the first time you had contact with cum. You rubbed your fingers together, examining his cum. "Warm.....sticky." Just like you read on the adult website.

Nanami just smiled at you. He watched as you brought it close to your nose and sniffed it then you extended your tongue and licked it. The slow licks became more eager as you slipped your whole finger into your mouth, sucking it clean. "Mmm..." She liked the tasted. It tasted like Nanami Sensei.

He still couldn't believe his student was sitting on his lap naked, body freshly painted with his load. Yet, he had never seen anything more beautiful. He wrapped his hands around your body, caressing it and slowly pulling you towards him.

"Sensei, what are you doing?

Your body fell forward and your hands dropped down to your side. Your breasts hanged above his face, your pointy nipples inviting his lips. He reached up and slipped one in between his lips as he flicked it with the tip of his tongue.

"Ahh...fuck...sensei...." Your body shuddered as he continued to push you upwards. "Sensei...what?"

His face was in-between your thighs. He started kissing your pussy. Your body jerked when you felt his cold lips against your pussy. He pressed you down and finally your weight on his face. As he slowly parted your pussy lips and slid his tongue against your sex, he meticulously licked and ate out your cunt. The moans coming out from you were beautiful as you squeezed his face with your thighs.

"Holy fuck!" You were going to cum on his face while he plunged his tongue deep inside you. Your wet juices were flowing down his chin and he felt you pressing down his face.

With your orgasm approaching, you moaned like crazy. Your thighs and stomach tightened as your body started bucking Nanami's face. You felt a huge pressure inside you as you slowly edged towards your orgasm. Your body bent backwards, almost like a contortionist.

"Nanami Sensei!"

It's almost as if something exploded inside of you, sending immense pleasure throughout all of your being. Your body wrenched and shuddered with an earth shaking orgasm.

Gently, you pushed yourself away from Nanami as your body continued to shiver with orgasm. "My body is so sensitive, Sensei" you said as you tried to catch your breath.

Nanami laid back on the bed, feeling extremely proud of what he did.

"My turn." You pounced on him and threw the blanket aside and reached for his robe. In one swift movement, you opened it and his hard cock sprung out. Your eyes widened as you studied his reinvigorated erection. You bit your lips and kneeled between his legs. Reaching for his cock, you brought it close to your lips as you watched his cock throb. You stared into Nanami's eyes as he watched you slowly press your lips against his cock.

"Baby girl...wait."

Your heart was pounding. You were so nervous. Yet, you couldn't help but salivate with your Sensei's cock inches away from your face. You planted little kisses on his cock; body buzzing with arousal.

Slowly, your parted your lips, stretching around the girth of his glansas drool drips down his shaft. You brought your tongue on the underside and flicked your tongue, slurping on your dripping saliva.

A strand of glistening pre-cum stretches from the tip of his cock to your lips.

"Shit." Nanami groaned.

You started licking his balls, gently sucking them as your hand continued to stroke him. He brought his hands down to tuck your hair behind your ears as he lovingly caressed your face. You brought his cock back to your mouth and started sucking on it. Obscene wet noises filled the room as Nanami watched his own student take his cock. 

 He stroked your hair as he felt his cum building. You were applying everything you learnt on him. Your tongue twirled around his cock as you slid it into your mouth everytime. You kept eye contact with him the whole time. Nanami could make out that you were smiling even as you had him in your mouth.

"Fuck yes." Nanami groaned as you increased your speed. The sensation was too much and he was about to burst. You were about to make him cum for the second time.

He closed his eyes and started groaning. When you noticed this, you started to stroke his cock harder while licking the tip, flicking the base of his cockhead like a kitten.

Nanami quickly leaned down and reached for your legs and pulled you towards him.

  "Sensei! What are you doing?"

You were confused as he pulled you around and laid you on your back. He went on top of you and opened your legs. "You've done more than enough, baby girl." He ran his two fingers up and down your slit. "Let me make you cum."

You heaved out a sigh and shuddered when you felt his fingers spilt you open. Your legs turned into jelly, barely able to take control of your quivering body. You were so wet that everytime he plunged his fingers into you, it made an audible squelching sound.

"I never knew my own student was a dirty slut. Look how wet you are. Fuck." Nanami smiled when you unable to make up any words.

You felt pressure rising in your core and you thought you tore the sheets from the way you squeezed them. "Sensei! I can't!"

Within moments, you were trashing around wildly as your chance to cum was just seconds away. However, Nanami pulled out his fingers and sucked them. He quickly carried you from the bed and positioned you on top of him. It didn't take a genius to know what he wanted. You straddled him and positioned his cock to your sensitive cunt.

"Hold me tight okay. Don't let go." Nanami ordered. He was going to fuck you and you knew that was going to be a whole new feeling for you.

You could feel your heart nearly beating out of your chest as your lips came within the hair breadth of his. In one moment, both fleeting and infinite, your lips connected with his. You were nearly delirious by the time Nanami impaled you with his cock, thrusting wildly up into you.

"Sensei! Please..... Ah...fuck." You bucked, feeling him stretch you open and penetrate you to your core.

Your hands tightened around his neck, pressing your forehead to his; both of you felt the rapid, hot breaths against your flushed faces. It was as if everything you had done in your lives were about to culminate in one earth shattering moment, and almost simultaneously, both of you were about to erupt within one another.

Nanami's massive cock continued to pump in and out of your hot cunt. You were completely at his mercy and he was determined to making you cum.

You threw your head back as a rumbling moan escape your throat. "Oh god, Sensei! I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me, baby girl. That's it!" Nanami felt his balls tightened. He pushed it even deeper and pulled out when he came. His hot cum splashed upwards, staining you both in the process.

You collapsed on his chest; your trembling limbs unable to support you. You took several deep breaths after reaching such climax.

"It's okay baby girl." Nanami hugged you. "You did great."

"We're still going to do this right, Sensei?" You asked.