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aot school caste AU

frustration is an understatement, but it's how satoru gojo felt when you had shyly pulled away from a kiss for the umpteenth time.

of course, satoru loved you to the moon and back! you were his beautiful girl, but damn it were you shy. it was almost like a routine between the two of you. you'd get comfortable, then would be too nervous to press your lips against his without him initiating it. and if he was being honest, it hurt.

you acted like his touch burned most of the time. satoru would offer his hand for you to hold when passing large crowds and the most you would do was hold his pinky with yours.

so, being the amazing boyfriend he was, he was going to help you.

"just keep yours eyes on me, sweets." he coo'ed, carefully slipping in his cock inch by inch. "c'mon, we agreed on working on eye contact today." he reminded.

"I know.." you whimpered, slowly opening you eyes back again, staring into his deep blue ones. satoru's eyes flickered down at your entrance, clearly struggling in welcoming in his length. "you're doing so good." he leaned down to kiss your forehead. "just keep your eyes on me."

after a few minutes, he bottomed out. his hands were holding onto your waist, bringing you closer to him. "feels big.." you gasped when he slipped all the way out before pounding back in.

"that's cuz it is big, baby." he relished in the way tears formed at the corners of your eyes, nails scraping at his biceps. "you can take it though."

"sato!" you screamed, fluttering your eyes close. and satoru? he was absolutely eating this up. for the first time, you weren't afraid to be loud with your moans. “hey you’re being louder than usual. good!” he chirped. the bastard had the audacity to smile so sweetly down at you all while he was fucking you like he hated you.

satoru moved your legs to rest on his shoulders, allowing him to hit deeper. that’s when he saw it, the bulge on your tummy. "look at that.. give me your hand." he reached it, putting it down on your stomach. "you feel me? taking me so well, fuck, you're a good girl."

you saw through your tears how proud he was. bright smile looking down at you as if you just hung the stars.

satoru has never felt more proud of himself, deciding that pda was the next big step. the pinky holding turned into holding hands wether it be at the mall or a friend hang out. but of course, he couldn't help himself when he pulled away to drag your hand onto his growing bulge.

“i don’t think this is pda..” your voice was barely a whisper as your hand made its way to wrap itself around the base of his cock which was twitching like crazy, having its own pulse. 

“public display of affection.. jerking me off is in that category” he bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, being careful as to not let any sound out. the last thing he wanted was to get caught by his friends sitting across from the two of you in a restaurant. “yes fuck..” gojo grumbled under his breath feeling your hand pick up the pace.

your eyes were set on the menu in front of you, trying to force yourself to focus on anything other than the pretty sight underneath the table.

“close.. so close..” gojo gripped the edge of his seat, cock twitching violently before shooting out his orgasm.  he discreetly handed a towel under the table for you, leaning in to kiss your temple. “you’ve gotten so brave, my love.” 

a soft smile appeared on your lips. "thank you babe." you returned the kiss, placing it on his flushed cheek.

jealou$y ft. hange zoë

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 CONTAINS .ᐟ mdni, nsfw, cunnilingus, semi public sëx, jealous & possessive hange, not proofread, 1.2k+ word count

leaning against the wall and staring across the bar, hange narrowed their eyes to your figure, their grip tightened around the drink they were nursing on their hand.

watching you lean closer to the attractive guy that approached you five minutes ago, as his head gently tilted, his eyes not moving away from yours as you spoke in that honey voice of yours.

you were flirting.

it created a sense of possessiveness within hanges chest as they forced themselves to drown the whisky, allowing it to burn their throat.

“you’re staring.” a familiar voice spoke up, making hange break out of their thoughts and burning gaze towards the two across the room.

turning to levi, an unfamiliar scowl appeared on their face. “he’s only talking to her for a quick fuck.” they muttered, their voice uncharacteristically low.

levi turned his head to you and the guy, you were now laughing at something he said, brushing his muscular arms.

“she seems to really be into him.” levi muttered, turning back to hange. “you know she can’t read minds, right?”

hange huffed, “what are you talking about?” feigning obliviousness.

they knew exactly what levi meant.

it was quite obvious that they were into you, everyone knew. the way they always tried to make you laugh, talk to you even when there was nothing to talk about, just orbiting around you like earth orbiting around the sun.

you were their sun.

but right now the sun burnt into hange’s throat uncomfortably, something feral ignited within them, the all ever energetic and loud hange was gone.

hange turned their head back to you, shuffled closer than ever and something cracked.

they found themselves shuffling amongst the people in the packed bar, making their way to you.

immediately you noticed them, of course you’d notice them when evidently furious, an expression that rarely ever comes out.

“h—“ you widened your eyes, “—sorry to disrupt, come with me.” they cut you off, staring at the guy with their daggers, sending shivers down his spine.

they didn't even let you process before tightly grabbing your forearm and dragging you outside. “hange! stop it!” you exclaimed, prying your arm away from their grip.

“fuck is wrong with you?!” you hissed, hange didn’t even bother looking at you, staring into the ground, tension filled onto their shoulder.

a pregnant pause.

“do you know what its like?” their voice was husky, barely above a breath that made you pause.

they finally turned to you, their gaze made you feel small.

“—watching someone you love flirt with somebody else while you’re standing right there.”

you opened your mouth to respond, nothing.

the breeze picked up, they stepped closer to you. you didn’t move.

you didn’t dare to.

just when they were inches away from you, they whispered. “ive been patient. very patient.” they stared down at you, their tone almost threatening.

“if you like me so much, why didn’t you say anything.” you didn't tear your gaze away from theirs even if it sent shivers down your spine.

and when they didn't respond, you exclaimed— “seriously! why didn’t you—“ they grabbed your jaw, “thats enough.” before pressing their lips into yours, not giving you a chance to breath.

they swallowed your gasp, pushing you against their parked car. you placed your hand onto their shoulder, pushing them away from the kiss as you both stared at each other breathless.

you swallowed, “please.” hange whispered, their gaze pleading, you didn’t waste another second wrapping your arms around their neck and pulling them close once again and devouring their lips.

their hands immediately found your waist and while your chests both pressed on each others, you could feel their heart racing onto yours incessantly.

hange subtly pulled away from the kiss, muttering in hurry— “get in the car.” and you obeyed as they clicked the door handles open and pushed you onto the backseat.

as they closed the door behind them, they pressed their lips back into yours. “need you.” they gasped before pressing a kiss on your neck, trailing down to your collarbone, making you whimper in anticipation, your skin growing hot.

they didn’t waste a second lifting your dress and brushing their hands on your clothed cunt, making you twitch in anticipation— “hange..” you muttered, watching them peel off their glasses as they bent down face to face with your cunt, the scent of your musky arousal immediately hitting their nose.

“do you want this?” they asked, you could practically see it in their eyes— they needed to taste you more than you probably needed it.

that made the heat of the pool in your stomach worse.

you bit your lip, nodding. they tilted their head up.

brushing your inner thigh with their hands, “use your words.” they muttered, “yes.. please.. fuck— i need you s’ bad.” you muttered breathlessly.

they hummed, staring back at your visibly damp underwear. “good girl.” they muttered.

gently, they peeled off your wet underwear, their breaths got heavier. “all this.. for me? if only i knew i could get you this worked up..” they teased, making you flushed. “s—shut it, hange.” you could feel it in your cunt as it throbbed around nothing.

raising your leg on one shoulder, they leaned in and sucked on your clit, making you quietly groan, but slowly you could feel them picking up the pace.

they gripped tightly on your thigh to stop you from moving, you tilted your head back against the window. “f—fuck me.” your voice shivered.

they continued to go lower onto your vulva tasting the heat of your wetness onto their tongue, their large nose brushing onto your sensitive clit, making your toes curl.

“h-hange—!” your hand found their brown hair, tightly gripping it as they moaned into your cunt, sending goosebumps all over your body.

they were getting turned on, the stickiness in their pants was getting uncomfortable yet they couldn’t get enough of your addictive sweetness.

“taste so good f’me.” they muttered into your cunt, moaning once more.

hange’s eyes turned to look into yours to find disheveled, eyes closed shut in pleasure, back arched— they could tell you were close.

they didn’t waste another second before rolling their tongue onto your clit, “n-ngh.” you let out an airy moan, as they practically devoured your cunt.

your legs stiffened and tightened against their back, breathes got heavier. “i-im—“ before you could utter another word, your thighs trembled, a moan erupted from your throat.

your grip tightened around their hair as you orgasmed, they felt your cunt throb against their mouth before lifting their face away from your cunt. your slick glistening against their lips, down to their jaw.

you blinked away the dizziness after the orgasm, attempting to focus better on hange.

slowly, your hand let go of their hair as their eyes made it to yours.

“there you are.” they muttered, pushing your damp hair away from your face, pressing their lips into yours once more.

you could taste yourself on them.

they muttered against your lips— “did so good.” their hands gently squeezed your hips before pulling their lips away.

“the guy back at the bar—“ “don’t wanna hear about him right now.” they cut you off immediately, making you lazily chuckle as they wiped their jaw and mouth.

“you have no idea what you do to me.” they whispered, nuzzling their head onto your damp neck, your heart jumped.

“you think they’re looking for us inside?” you muttered breathlessly, referring to levi and erwin.

they hummed. “just stay with me for a minute.”

❝ 𝓘 𝓚NOW, 𝓑ABY ❞

⌗ 𝓼atoru gojo coos you over the edge ! (˶˃𐃷˂˶) based off this (not a p!link), unprotected p in v, whipped!gojo, praise, pet names (baby/babygirl, sweetheart, angel)

the sounds in the once quiet room are obscene— breathy moans, loud squelching with each precise thrust of gojo's hips, and the bed frame thunking against the wall.

he's so deep inside you, you feel him in your throat. all you can do is claw at his broad back desperately, leaving angry red marks in your wake. "toru– ohfuck--!" you're struggling to catch your breath, "s'too much!" his pace is unrelenting, so the least he can do is talk you through it.

"m'sorry, babygirl, i know" his breath fans over your skin as he coos at you so sweetly, a direct opposite to the way he's fucking into you. "s'big, huh?" he's practically cradling you, holding you so close to his chest that you feel his heart beating a frantic rhythm against yours.

he pulls your face from hiding in the crook of his neck all to press gentle, reverent kisses over your flushed skin. "my precious girl," he praises, "doin' so good for me, my perfect baby" he moans softly when he feels your pussy flutter around him at his sweet words.

"there you go, you like that?" his voice isn't teasing in the slightest, all genuine loving words, all reserved for you.

that familiar heat is growing low in your belly, his cock hitting your g-spot only intensifying the pressure. "m'close– g'na make me cum--" you manage to breathe out some resemblance of a sentence, through his overwhelming affection and each word coming out as a moan, talking proves to be a bit difficult.

"yeah?" his voice is low and smooth, "y'can't help it, i know sweetheart," he rubs your arm tenderly, "gonna help you, okay? can i do that baby?" you can tell just how enamored he is by you, speaking to you and loving on you like you're the only person in the world, gazing at you like you hung the stars just for him.

you nod dumbly, not caring to ask what he means with how fucked-out you are, brain a pile of mush. before you can compute, he snakes his hand down between the two of you and finds your puffy folds, spreading them. you gasp, hands squeezing at his biceps. "s'okay" he reassures you, thumb finding your sensitive clit and rubbing tight circles on the bud.

it's enough to make you cry out in pleasure, enough to make you gush around his cock. gojo groans at the feeling, watching your expression in pure awe. "i know, baby" his pace never falters, so close to the edge himself. "there you go, let it all out–" his balls tighten up as he hits his peak, still holding you close, wanting there to be no space between the two of you. he fucks into you a few last times while spilling his warm release deep inside of you, a heady feeling.

he nearly pants, not bothering to pull out when he flops down beside you and pulls you to lay on his chest. you're worn out, and thoroughly satisfied. "did so good, sweet girl" he's smiling, cooing at you and scratching your back soothingly. you simply hum in response, words failing you.

he lets out a chuckle, "my sleepy angel..." his cheesy words could make you laugh if you weren't so spent, so you settle on curling into the comfort of him further, letting him pamper you with his voice.

as you both doze off, you swear you can hear him whisper a little "love you", and you know he means it. because you're all his, and he's all yours.

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