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How many times will it take..?

Part Two

Pairing ⋆ sick! gojo x past lover! reader

Summary ⋆ After last time, you both wanted more… So, Satoru decided to give you the best birthday sex, but it feels way different this time.. more gentle.. more purposeful.

Warnings ⋆ Smut, 18+ topics, NSFW, MDNI, flirty! gojo, rough but gentle, alcohol, condescending! gojo

Word Count ⋆ 2,256

It’s been a few weeks since I had to look after Satoru. After we fucked I left since he decided to tell me he wasn't actually sick I didn't have to look after him anymore.

I'm now laying in my bed with a pack of beers, my favorite thing to do. I flick on my favorite movie, and pull my covers over me, I was about to put my head on the pillow when I was rudely interrupted by my phone buzzing. I brace myself and slide the ‘Answer Call’ button across my screen, lifting my phone to my ear before it gets blasted off.

“Ah. Hi Utahime.” I let out a deep sigh as she rambles down the phone. To be honest, I was completely zoned out until I heard her say, ‘We’re on our way. ‘My eyes widen. What? On your way, where?” I begin praying consciously, hoping she doesn't say… “To your apartment! Pay attention!” She shouts from the other end of the line.

My head falls back against my headboard as I put my fingers to the bridge of my nose, “Who is we? Who are you with?” I ask her, but I have a pretty good guess. “Satoru & Suguru for Christ's sake woman.” She scoffs, “Satoru’s… Done something. I don't know, that's why we’re coming to you.”

“I’m not a doctor. Go see Shoko.” I tell her, my patience wearing thin. “Get off your bed and get dressed, (Y/N). He's seriously hurt.” Before I knew it I was crawling out of my nice comfy bed to my closet, pulling on some loose pants and a tank top before slipping my blindfold on, I put my feet into my slippers as my door buzzes, followed by Suguru & Utahime entering with Satoru.

To my surprise, Satoru isn't injured and they're all carrying something, Suguru has a bottle of what seems to be Champagne, Utahime carrying a few gift bags and Satoru has hold of a white box. My eardrums nearly burst when they all screamed ‘Happy Birthday’ in unison. Oh yeah, I forgot.

I snicker a little before scolding them, “You made me rush thinking he got his ass kicked or something?!” I fold my arms over my chest before we all walk into my living room, Satoru places himself next to me and swings his arm over my shoulders, “Happy Birthday, gorgeous.” He hums as he kisses my forehead.

I roll my eyes and look to the side, “Yeah, thanks.” I mumble back to hum. “You’re gonna love my gift, I don't recommend opening it whilst every ones here.” He whispers into my ear. My body shudders at his tone, so sultry. “Yeah shut up,” I grumble before pushing him off me to stand up.

So somehow we've ended up all black-out drunk, dancing with the lights off in my kitchen whilst we wait for their taxis to pull up. Thankfully, Satoru actually left. To be honest I was fully expecting him to insist on staying the night since that’s what he’d usually do. I’m thankful though. I get to avoid talking to him about feelings.

I tidy up a little before pulling my eyemask off and crawling back into my bed, grabbing the box Satoru gave me. I place it gently on my lap and untie the blue ribbon, softly lifting the lid and then the tissue paper which matched the ribbon color. “Satoru.” I mumbled as I lifted the lace outfit he bought me, its light blue with basically no coverage. I think he bought me lingerie. For my birthday.

I sigh and climb back out of bed, taking the outfit with me before stripping off, gently pulling it over my legs and arms. I stand in front of my mirror, how the fuck does he know my clothing size? My mind starts wandering until my phone buzzes again, this time it's a text. A text from Satoru.

I clicked on his message, “You opened my present yet?;)” it read. I snicker a little. My mind is blurred from the alcohol because I'm pulling out the camera app, taking a photo of myself in the lingerie he got me. I cover my face with the phone and cross my legs, sending it to Satoru. I immediately close my phone and leave it on the bedside table whilst I undress and get ready for bed.

Once I’m tucked under my comforter I peel my phone off my bedside table, lifting the screen closer to my face when I realize Satoru sent me a pic back… he's stood in his mirror, his white Calvin Kleins hung low on his waist whilst he flexes his abs and the arm not holding the camera. If I had a drink, it would be spat out by now because Jesus Christ. I bite the inside of my lip and fold my legs, texting him back.

Satoru’s Iphone

Me: {my photo} I quite like it.

Satoru: {his photo} You like this?;)

Me: Teasing a girl isn't very gentleman-like is it, Toru?

Satoru: That right baby? D’ya want me to come back over?

I hum to myself, smirking whilst biting my finger as I message him back. I think for a minute, looking down at myself before replying.

Me: Maybe I do. How long will you be?

Satoru: I’ll be right there. Give me ten.

My smirk grows wider as I pull the lingerie back on, take my blindfold off and apply a small amount of makeup so I don't look totally ready for bed and I quickly make my bed, flattening it out before layng on it. Satoru knocks at the door and I text him, telling him to just come in, which he does almost immediately.

I hear his movements get closer to my bedroom door, my eyes burning homes through the wall as if to see him quicker. Shortly, his tall figure filled the doorway, I turned my lights off and there’s just a few lit candles dotted around my room. The flames reflect off his face as he crawls onto the bed, “Holy fuck. You look even better than the pic you sent me.” He mumbles before crawling over me, slipping himself in between my legs, and placing his hands on either side of my head. “You smell amazing.” I hum, smirking up at him before his hands begin exploring my body.

My fingers trail up his torso, unbuttoning his white shirt that he has rolled up to his elbows. His face lowers to mine, connecting our lips as he shakes his arms out of his shirt, pushing his hips into mine gently, creating some friction in-between us.

As his mouth envelopes mine, it feels as though his entire body is taking over mine, touching me where I wanna be touched, breathing onto my lips just the way I like it. My back arches as he reaches underneath me, unclipping the lace attached to my body. My palms glide down his toned torso until I hit his waistband, hooking my fingers under it as he peels the lace from me, I reach my free hand up to his face, yanking his blindfold off to join his shirt on my floor. I look him in the eyes, tugging gently at his waistband, “God. What’s gotten into you?” He smirks down at me, gently guiding the lace down my legs. “You have.” I hum back as he drops the lingerie on the floor.

“That right?” He grins as he pushes my legs apart, his palms on the back of each one of my thighs as he leans his neck down, pressing his lips to my pussy. My eyelids flutter shut as he slides his fingers in between my wet folds, his free hand sliding up to firmly press on my lower stomach. His gorgeous blue eyes connect with mine as he flicks his tongue against me.

He lifts his free hand, tracing his fingertips up my leg down to my inner thigh, gently massaging as he devours my core, “Fuck ‘Toru~” I breathe out, my voice laced with desire as his groans send vibrations through my body, my hips bucking at the sensation. I push my hand down my body, running my fingers through his luscious, shaggy, white hair and gripping, pulling his head further into me.

He lifts his head up, his lips & chin covered in my arousal as he sits up, my lips forming into a pout as he crawls over me, smirking as he sees my lip pop out of my mouth. His grin widens as he leans down, catching my lower lip in between his pearly whites. His left hand fumbles with his joggers, untying the string before tugging them down to his lower thigh, just where his boxers end. He hoists my legs onto his shoulders, his mouth covering mine once again as he tugs his boxers down, his veiny cock springing free as he lets out a sigh of relief. His palm grips his cock, slowly pumping it whilst his tip glistens with precum.

His tongue explores my mouth, reaching every untouched corner all whilst trying to cover his stifled moans. He pushes his hips forward, his tip pressing against my cunt. His mouth peels off mine as he presses his sweat-lined forehead onto mine, heavily breathing onto my lips as his dick-head finds my hole. His eyelids peel open as he gently pushes into me, my lips parting slightly as I look up at him, his eyes aren’t covered with the usual hunger, and desire that happens when we fuck, they look different, he feels different and I feel it too.

It’s as if we are trespassing, entering enemy territory.

My stomach flutters along with my eyelids as his tip hits my spot, my back arching in unison with his thrusts. The headboard of my bed begins colliding with the wall, with each push inside of me, settling me right on the edge. My head sinks into my pillows as I lift my eyelids open, his orbs refuse to look away from me as I almost hit my climax. My teeth abruptly clamp down on my bottom lip as he lifts my hips, getting a better angle to fuck my G-spot perfectly.

My teeth quickly release my lower lip and my mouth begins sputtering out all kinds of words, Satoru’s hands slide up my hips, like he’s touching the most expensive thing he's laid eyes on. My head pushes further into the pillows as I hit my climax, my legs tightening around his shoulders, “F-fuck ‘Toru..~” I practically scream out. That seems to push him over the edge too as I can now feel a sticky, hot substance coating the insides of my thighs.

Satoru leans back down, caging me in with his arms as he places a gentle, purposeful kiss on my parted lips before climbing off me, and disappearing into the bathroom. He tends to do that, I think he likes giving me aftercare because every time we’ve fucked, without fail hes always cleaned me up and made sure I was dressed and comfortable before leaving.

But this time, I decided to ask him something I've never asked him before, “Satoru. Stay the night?” I shout to my bathroom. I hear the water abruptly stop running from the tap as he re-enters, “(Y/N)(L/N). Have you just asked ME to stay the night?” He repeats, his muscular arms folded over his chest, holding a damp cloth in one of his hands. I scoff and roll my eyes, “Forget it then. Dick.”

I hear an amused chuckle escape from his lips as he gets closer to me, pressing the cloth on my cum-covered thighs, “Of course I’ll stay the night, gorgeous.” He hums, nodding along with his words as he steps back, just looking down at me.

I can’t believe I’m now curled up in my bed with Satoru Gojo, his huge arms wrapped around me whilst I use his chest as a pillow, my palm sits gently on his bare chest as the TV plays in the background. His eyes are glued to me whilst I watch, entertained at the screen.

It must've been pretty late by the time we actually slept because it’s now 2 pm and I can just about open my eyes until my brain starts attacking the rest of my body, begging me to go back to sleep. I pull myself together and sit up, looking at the empty bed next to me. I sigh, frankly, I’m quite disappointed that I’m not being woken up by breakfast in be…

“Finally.” I hear a voice tease from my doorway, my eyes glance up as a wave of relief washes over me. “You slept for hours. I was just about to wake you.” He tells me whilst approaching my bed with a plate of food, placing it gently on my lap before handing me the bottle of water he had shoved in his pocket. “Figured you’d have a hangover.” He hums as the bed sinks beneath him, he leans his back against my headboard as I thank him, letting him know he didn’t need to do this before divulging in the food, taking full advantage whilst i can.

“You know…” He trails off, his eyes watching me in amusement at my reaction to his cooking, “I got you two birthday presents.”

I raise an eyebrow, squinting my eyes a little as he answers my unspoken question, “I gave you the lingerie, and the most amazing birthday sex.”

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incrtz · 5 months ago

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How many times will it take..?

Part One

Pairing ⋆ sick! gojo x past lover! reader

Summary ⋆ You and Gojo have a past, but you still dislike him. ‘Unfortunately’, The Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer managed to get sick & Yaga asks you to look after him. Will you & Gojo finally make it official?

Warnings ⋆ Smut, 18+ topics (MDNI), NSFW, flirty! gojo, grumpy! reader, rough, hate sex, condescending! gojo, cannon jjk world, younger gojo & geto.

Word Count ⋆ 2,492

I groan as I'm called into Yaga's office, taking a seat in front of his desk whilst I wait for him to 'bless' me with his presence. God I hate this old man, he thinks he's above everyone else. Such an ass. "Ah, (Y/N). I need a favour." Yaga says as he enters, his cold eyes narrowing down at me. "Hm?" I hummed, putting my hands on the back of my neck.

"I need you to watch over Satoru today. He's ill, and I don't need any unwanted visits." He slowly sat in his chair, his eyes dark, intently looking at me. I groaned, "Seriously old man? I have to babysit a grown man. Well, he is practically a man-child. He’s so insufferable." I spoke, my voice laced with annoyance. "Yes. Respect your elders (L/N)." He copied my annoyed tone. "Fine. Don't be surprised if he suddenly stops breathing." I stood up, "When do I have to go?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Now. Preferably until he's no longer ill." He states the obvious, I was just hoping I'd get some alone time first. I walk out the door and start taking slow but purposeful steps towards Satoru’s room. Satoru and I aren't... The best of acquaintances. Although it is mostly one sided, all he does is flirt with me and tease me. We've always been like that though, I've known him since birth.

You see, my eyes have a similar look to Satoru’s. It's quite infuriating since we're always matching, you know with the blindfold. The only difference in our eyes is that mine are green. I do really admire his looks though, he's extremely attractive don't get me wrong but... His personality pisses me off so much. He's the adult embodiment of a newborn child. He always acts immature, cracking silly jokes always at the wrong times, bragging about his abilities, his over-confidence. I hate it, but it's so attractive at the same time.

I have, basically the opposite abilities to him. I can warp reality, making physical laws meaningless, bypassing his infinity by rewriting the rules that govern his space. I also have a domain expansion that cancels out his abilities, well. I can totally control my domain expansion, as one of my abilities. I can decide what works and what doesn't, so simply putting Satoru in my domain expansion would render him useless. Although I have a few weaknesses.

…

Once I arrive at his door, I don't bother knocking and I just let myself in. I’m… familiar with his apartment, so I kick my shoes off at the door and head to his bedroom door, also letting myself in without a knock.

"Oh? (Y/N)? Missing me sweetheart?" He plasters a grin across his face as I shut the door behind me. I ignore his annoyingly attractive voice and look for a place to sit, his room is a mess. I take a seat on the edge of his desk chair and kick my shoes off. "Awww, are you here to take care of me." He pouts teasingly, I tilt my head backwards at him, folding my arms. "Yes. Orders from Yaga." I kick my legs up on his cluttered desk, turning my head back to the mirror sat ontop of the wooden surface. "Yaga." He tuts, "He's such a tease." He grins at me in the reflection of the mirror, his half naked body peaking through the covers.

I keep my eyes distracted, scanning the mess-ridden desk. I hate that I find him attractive, the thought of ever being with him genuinely drives me to jump off a bridge. "Come here gorgeous, you know I never have my Infinity on around you." He provokes me, pulling the covers over to create a space next to him. "No. You're ill. And frankly, I'd rather die." I lie through my teeth.

"Mm, that's not what you wanted last week." He teases, reminding me of last weeks events. We had a party, we got drunk and slept together. That was all. "We're adults. It was a one night stand." I retort, my mind preoccupied by the trash littered across his desk.

Satoru rolls his eyes, slipping further under the covers as he sinks deeper into his matress, "Don't wake me up." He grumpily tells me. "Wasn't planning on it." I mumble, reaching into my pocket to pull my phone out, kicking my legs off the desk and crossing them over each other.

…

He conked out for hours, snoring my ears to sleep until a rude banging filled my now awake ears. I turn my head to Satoru’s bed, he’s still snoozing. I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh before standing up from his desk chair, striding over to the door. My eyes meet his dark-brown orbs, “Oh thank god. I thought you were Yaga.” I sigh in relief, leaving the door open to let him follow me in. As I turn around suddenly, Satoru perks up. As if he’d been faking sleeping.

“There’s the patient.” Suguru chuckles a little, shutting the door behind him as he clambers over the messy floor to sit on the corner of Satoru’s bed. I look at him, “Can I go out for a bit? Is it ok to leave you to look after him… I can’t stand the sight of this room anymore.” I tap my foot on the floor as I wait for Suguru’s response. “Sure. I have somewhere to go in around an hour though, so don’t be too long.” He nods, reassuring me. “Aww, I’ll miss you.” Satoru winks at me. I scoff and shrug off his flirtatious behaviour, turning on my heels to the door instead.

…

I sluggishly lift my aching neck up, rubbing it as I look around the unfamiliar room. Oh yeah, I’m looking after Satoru. I turn my head back to his bed, he looks like he’s asleep. So I stand up and grab my airpods from my pocket, sticking one in my left ear to play my music. I look disappointedly at the floor, deciding to tidy his room up a little. I toss a few empty packets into a trash bag, rearranging some pieces of furniture and putting the clothes that were previously littered among the trash in the laundry. As I stood up, I felt a hard wall collide with my back, I knit my eyebrows together before feeling two hands slither around my waist. “Cleaning up? You’re not a butler.” He tells me as he lazily presses his chin against the top of my scalp. I press my head back, his chin falling to my forehead before he turns down at me, “Tired, love?” He coos, his breath brushing against my skin as his fingers squeeze my hips.

I sigh, lifting my head and readjusting the airpod in my ear. “Can I listen?” He tilts his head at me. I hesitate, “Fine.” I hum, as he slides his hands off my waist. He acts like we’re a goddamn couple sometimes. I fish in my pocket for my airpods, handing him the right-ear one. He smirks in approval and leaves the bedroom, dismissing himself to the bathroom temporarily. I’m assuming he brushed his teeth or something. Once he re-enters the room, he sluggishly climbs back into his bed and looks over at his desk, his eyes scanning my body. “Will you get in the bed with me now?” I think he’s asking, but it sounds more like a command. And to be honest, I’m way too sleepy to argue with him.

I sigh and look at him, kicking my legs off the desk chair. I crawl up his bed and into the sheets. "Ok. Now shut up." I said and leaned against the headboard, just like he was. I feel too vulnerable around him, I fucking hate it. He makes me feel weak. "Oh there's those pretty eyes." He grinned, ignoring my comment on his room, leaning his hand up, slipping my jaw inbetween his thumb and pointer finger.

This is the exact reason why Yaga needs to stop pairing us to do things together.

He grabs my waist, gripping it tightly as his mouth dominates mine. I have a feeling he was just lying about being sick, just as a ruse to get me in his bed. "I've been thinking about you all week." He groaned into the kiss, his hand slipping to my thigh and pulling it over him. I feel his erection on my leg, that's when my mind goes completely blurred, fuck his cock is so big, almost too big.

I give in to all of my instincts and climb on top of him, straddling his hips as he kissed me. He drops his other hand to my waist, firmly pressing me down to make sure I feel his hard-on. He smirks on my lips, bucking his hips into mine slightly. I whimper quietly, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth.

His hand slides up to my back as he flips us over, pinning me to the bed. "Do you want me, baby girl?" He pulls away from our kiss, a string of saliva lingers between our mouths as he presses his forehead against mine. "Mm, you know I do, Satoru~" I seductively whisper his name, that seems to fuel him.

He reconnects our lips as his fingers fiddle with my shirt, yanking it off me in one swift motion. Then, his fingers press on the waistband of my pants. "I want you to beg for me, (Y/N)." He pulls his mouth off mine. "Behave yourself. Just fuck me already, Satoru." I bite my lip up at him, leaning my face to catch his bottom lip between my teeth. His lips curl into a smirk between my teeth, his hand sliding up from my waist to my neck, wrapping his long fingers around it.

Frankly, I have no idea what I'm doing or saying right now. This goes against everything I agreed to myself. And, we both still have our airpods in. Coincidentally, Monster, by Lady Gaga is playing. I smirk up at him as my eyes travel down his mostly-naked body. His white, Calvin Kleins hanging loosely on his hips as his outline becomes clearly visible.

"Mm, Satoru~ please… Please fuck me." I hum, his eyes darken as he looks down at me. He moves back and pulls my pants off, his fingers reaching for my panties. He slips his fingers in my underwear, gliding them over my core, "Mm, you're all wet for me baby." He hums, pressing his fingers inbetween my slick folds, slipping the tip of his middle finger into my hole. I whimper quietly, watching him as he pleasures me gently. He pulls his fingers out and grabs the elastic of my panties, pulling them off.

He smirks and looks down at my naked body, "Ah. Look at you, all pretty & ready for me." He teases, moving back over me. His bare chest presses on mine as he connects our lips again, I smirk and lift my legs, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him into me, his cock pressing on my pussy. "Ah~, fuck (Y/N)." He moans into my lips, his hand reaching down to his boxers. He pulls them down, grabbing his lengthy dick. He rubs his tip against my wetness, groaning into my mouth as he does. "You gonna take my cock like a good girl?" He pulls away from the kiss, looking down at me. I bite my lip and nod, spreading my legs further to give him better access.

He licks his lips, "Mm, I wanna watch your pretty little face as I fuck you." He tells me before pushing his full length into my hole. My eyes flutter, digging my nails into his back as he starts thrusting into me, at a rough pace. The sound of the headboard slamming on the wall, my moans and our skin smacking against each other fills the room, my back arching with each thrust. "Mm fuck, it's like your pussy was made for me." He grunts as he keeps his pace, roughly slamming into me.

After a few more thrusts I feel his dick throb inside of me, leaking out precum as I clench my walls on his length, my whimpers getting louder. He groans in pleasure, before he slides his hand up to my face, slipping his fingers into my mouth. "Not too loud, gorgeous." I roughly suck on his fingers they slip down my throat, his lewd groans burn in my ears as he reaches his climax. His abs tense as he comes to his orgasm, he slips his dick out of me and jerks it slowly, his seed releasing on my lower stomach in thick rope as I finish with him, his name rolling off my tongue in a whimper.

After a few more heavy breaths he stands up, pulling his boxers back up before disappearing into the bathroom. In an attempt to regain my composure, I begin to steady my breathing, closing my legs. He returns a couple seconds later, with some wet tissue, "Wanna know a secret?" He asks me as he presses the tissue on my stomach.

"Mm?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"I'm not sick.”

dividers by @/cafekitsune

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