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[ambrosianymph]

GOJO SATORU TEASES YOU UNTIL YOU CAN'T TAKE IT

Pairing: You x Satoru

Content: fem! reader, edging, very light choking, dom gojo

Word Count: 1.2k

"Gojo..."

You barely recognize your own voice. Your timbre is uncharacteristically high-pitched, whining, mewling like a smitten schoolgirl, your head lolling from side to side. He's pounding into you with such inhuman speed that you have no choice but to relax into the rhythm of his powerful thrusts, your vision blurring with unshed tears.

"Yes, sweet girl?"

He replies between ragged breaths, a delicious smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. God, he looks so fucking pretty towering over you, cerulean eyes moving up and down your frame hungrily, burning over every inch of your salty, sweat-soaked skin.

How long have you been going at it? How many hours has it been? It feels like centuries, especially considering Gojo's one rule — the one thing he said to you before he plunged into you:

"You're only allowed cum when I tell you to, and not a moment sooner. Understood?"

"Y.. Yes, Gojo."

Why, why, why did you agree to such cruel terms and conditions? You were beginning to question your sanity. How many god-forsaken times has he brought you to the edge of passion only to send you plunging right back down, smiling viciously through half-lidded white lashes as he toyed with you? You're not sure how much more of this you can take.

He knew you were utterly in his control. You were on his time. And he absolutely loved it.

You feel a sliver of drool dripping down the side of your mouth, slipping down, down toward your cheek where Gojo's thick, veiny hand is stroking your face lovingly — a stark contrast to how hard he's pummeling into your fleshy center.

"I... I n... need to cum."

There it was again, the sound of your pathetic little voice, begging the Strongest to allow you the release you so desperately desired — no, absolutely needed.

His eyes glaze over with pure, unadulterated lust as he watches you beg for him. You've never seen him look so ravaged and so fucking smug at the same time.

"You've been such a good girl for me. Such a patient girl."

His voice is deep and breathy. He bends to whisper directly into your ear, sending a wave of chills down from the tip of your spine toward your hardening nipples.

"But not yet."

You groan loudly, a mix of pleasure and deep, deep frustration. It was all you could do to hold back your peak as he pulls away from your ear and grabs one of your legs, throwing it haphazardly over his shoulder, angling even deeper into your weeping pussy.

He was quite proud of his work, watching you come undone. Quite pleased to have you so pliant, so willing in his hands. The sight of your flushed cheeks, your eyes rolling in every direction, your legs quivering with every slap of his strong thighs against you — he couldn't get enough of watching you burn for him.

"Gojo... p... please..."

You nearly buckle as he teases you with long, luscious strokes from his thick fingers circling your clitoris, perfectly in-time with each stroke of his mushroom tip.

"What was that, my love?"

He replies, feigning ignorance. Pretending he didn't just hear your plea, switching his pace to an unbelievably cruel slowness. You're practically crying.

"Please, Gojo, please! I n.. I need to..."

The scene in front of you blurs as Gojo flips you around, suddenly and unceremoniously. He's sitting on his knees in the center of the bed, grabbing you by your waist and pushing you roughly down to plunge into you from behind. The back of your thighs echo in one loud, lewd SLAP against the front of his.

He stills his movement completely, rock hard and pulsing inside of you without thrusting. Your pussy clenches around him desperately, dripping in thick layers onto his flushed pelvis.

You whine and try to move your hips against his girth, but he holds you down with unparalleled strength, forcing you to stay still, impaled by his unmoving cock.

His breath is heavy with restraint, panting with the effort it takes to hold back from moving his hips. His voice is a coarse, shaky whisper from behind you,

"Tell me what you need."

Your heart skips a beat.

"I need you to make me cum, Gojo."

His hips stay still as he places his left hand around your throat from behind, very lightly squeezing. Just enough to add pressure without restricting your breathing.

"And what if I say no?"

Your hips buck again, but he pushes you back down with a strict firmness, holding you still as ever, chastising you. You can almost hear his smirk widening from behind you.

"I... I'm begging you, please, p...please!"

He reaches around with his right hand, left hand still gently gripping your throat. It makes its way slowly, teasingly down the entire shape of you, along the curve of your breast, brushing against your sensitive nipple, traveling along your soft abdomen, down, down, down, until...

"Is this what you want?"

You gasp softly as his fingers finally find your poor clitoris, buzzing with hot, unfulfilled desire. His hand dances in slow, languid circles around it.

"Yes, G... Gojo, yes..."

Your voice is tinged with desperation as he quickens his movement around your clit, other hand tightening around your throat ever-so-slightly, hips still refusing to thrust into you. You can feel him hardening even more inside you, pushing warmly against the tip of your cervix.

Your chest is heaving. You've completely lost control. You need it. You need him more than you've ever needed anything in your life.

"You wretched thing," he laughs, panting into your ear, "so desperate for me. So ready to cum all over me as soon as I give the word."

Out of nowhere, you feel a surge of hot jujutsu flash along the inside of your wet walls as Gojo snaps, suddenly and completely losing his composure. In an incomprehensible flash of light, he's thrusting up into you like it's the first time he's ever fucked you, his facade failing, his voice devolving into thick whimpers as he drums wildly at your G-spot over and over.

"Oh my god," he groans, "Oh my god, you are so fucking delicious."

It's all you can do to hold on for dear life as he pummels up into you, slamming into you, rubbing wet circles around your clit faster and faster as his hold on your neck helps push you downward onto his thick, aching cock.

"Cum for me. Cum for me now."

It's almost like time stops — like he's sucked you directly into Unlimited.

Your release comes from a deep, deep place inside of you, swirling from your center and expanding slowly over every inch of your shaking body. Your muscles tense and expand in a pulsating rhythm, milking his cock.

Some vague part of you registers a growing warmth and wetness spreading inside of you, indicating Gojo has reached his peak as well — but you're lost. Lost, lost, lost in wave upon wave of crashing pleasure as your orgasm suddenly picks up speed, traveling in an electric wave of jujutsu all the way toward your fingertips and toes, arching your back.

Your hips buck wildly against Gojo, pushing deeper into the most intense orgasm you've ever had, as he rests his head on the nook between your shoulder and neck and kisses you softly on the comedown.

Neither of you says a word as he pulls out and pulls you into a warm embrace, face-to-face.

"You're evil, you know that?" You finally say between ragged breaths.

Gojo's eyes crinkle into his characteristically innocent smile.

"Me?"

[ambrosianymph]

GOJO SATORU TEASES YOU UNTIL YOU CAN'T TAKE IT

Pairing: You x Satoru

Content: fem! reader, edging, very light choking, dom gojo

Word Count: 1.2k

"Gojo..."

You barely recognize your own voice. Your timbre is uncharacteristically high-pitched, whining, mewling like a smitten schoolgirl, your head lolling from side to side. He's pounding into you with such inhuman speed that you have no choice but to relax into the rhythm of his powerful thrusts, your vision blurring with unshed tears.

"Yes, sweet girl?"

He replies between ragged breaths, a delicious smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. God, he looks so fucking pretty towering over you, cerulean eyes moving up and down your frame hungrily, burning over every inch of your salty, sweat-soaked skin.

How long have you been going at it? How many hours has it been? It feels like centuries, especially considering Gojo's one rule — the one thing he said to you before he plunged into you:

"You're only allowed cum when I tell you to, and not a moment sooner. Understood?"

"Y.. Yes, Gojo."

Why, why, why did you agree to such cruel terms and conditions? You were beginning to question your sanity. How many god-forsaken times has he brought you to the edge of passion only to send you plunging right back down, smiling viciously through half-lidded white lashes as he toyed with you? You're not sure how much more of this you can take.

He knew you were utterly in his control. You were on his time. And he absolutely loved it.

You feel a sliver of drool dripping down the side of your mouth, slipping down, down toward your cheek where Gojo's thick, veiny hand is stroking your face lovingly — a stark contrast to how hard he's pummeling into your fleshy center.

"I... I n... need to cum."

There it was again, the sound of your pathetic little voice, begging the Strongest to allow you the release you so desperately desired — no, absolutely needed.

His eyes glaze over with pure, unadulterated lust as he watches you beg for him. You've never seen him look so ravaged and so fucking smug at the same time.

"You've been such a good girl for me. Such a patient girl."

His voice is deep and breathy. He bends to whisper directly into your ear, sending a wave of chills down from the tip of your spine toward your hardening nipples.

"But not yet."

You groan loudly, a mix of pleasure and deep, deep frustration. It was all you could do to hold back your peak as he pulls away from your ear and grabs one of your legs, throwing it haphazardly over his shoulder, angling even deeper into your weeping pussy.

He was quite proud of his work, watching you come undone. Quite pleased to have you so pliant, so willing in his hands. The sight of your flushed cheeks, your eyes rolling in every direction, your legs quivering with every slap of his strong thighs against you — he couldn't get enough of watching you burn for him.

"Gojo... p... please..."

You nearly buckle as he teases you with long, luscious strokes from his thick fingers circling your clitoris, perfectly in-time with each stroke of his mushroom tip.

"What was that, my love?"

He replies, feigning ignorance. Pretending he didn't just hear your plea, switching his pace to an unbelievably cruel slowness. You're practically crying.

"Please, Gojo, please! I n.. I need to..."

The scene in front of you blurs as Gojo flips you around, suddenly and unceremoniously. He's sitting on his knees in the center of the bed, grabbing you by your waist and pushing you roughly down to plunge into you from behind. The back of your thighs echo in one loud, lewd SLAP against the front of his.

He stills his movement completely, rock hard and pulsing inside of you without thrusting. Your pussy clenches around him desperately, dripping in thick layers onto his flushed pelvis.

You whine and try to move your hips against his girth, but he holds you down with unparalleled strength, forcing you to stay still, impaled by his unmoving cock.

His breath is heavy with restraint, panting with the effort it takes to hold back from moving his hips. His voice is a coarse, shaky whisper from behind you,

"Tell me what you need."

Your heart skips a beat.

"I need you to make me cum, Gojo."

His hips stay still as he places his left hand around your throat from behind, very lightly squeezing. Just enough to add pressure without restricting your breathing.

"And what if I say no?"

Your hips buck again, but he pushes you back down with a strict firmness, holding you still as ever, chastising you. You can almost hear his smirk widening from behind you.

"I... I'm begging you, please, p...please!"

He reaches around with his right hand, left hand still gently gripping your throat. It makes its way slowly, teasingly down the entire shape of you, along the curve of your breast, brushing against your sensitive nipple, traveling along your soft abdomen, down, down, down, until...

"Is this what you want?"

You gasp softly as his fingers finally find your poor clitoris, buzzing with hot, unfulfilled desire. His hand dances in slow, languid circles around it.

"Yes, G... Gojo, yes..."

Your voice is tinged with desperation as he quickens his movement around your clit, other hand tightening around your throat ever-so-slightly, hips still refusing to thrust into you. You can feel him hardening even more inside you, pushing warmly against the tip of your cervix.

Your chest is heaving. You've completely lost control. You need it. You need him more than you've ever needed anything in your life.

"You wretched thing," he laughs, panting into your ear, "so desperate for me. So ready to cum all over me as soon as I give the word."

Out of nowhere, you feel a surge of hot jujutsu flash along the inside of your wet walls as Gojo snaps, suddenly and completely losing his composure. In an incomprehensible flash of light, he's thrusting up into you like it's the first time he's ever fucked you, his facade failing, his voice devolving into thick whimpers as he drums wildly at your G-spot over and over.

"Oh my god," he groans, "Oh my god, you are so fucking delicious."

It's all you can do to hold on for dear life as he pummels up into you, slamming into you, rubbing wet circles around your clit faster and faster as his hold on your neck helps push you downward onto his thick, aching cock.

"Cum for me. Cum for me now."

It's almost like time stops — like he's sucked you directly into Unlimited.

Your release comes from a deep, deep place inside of you, swirling from your center and expanding slowly over every inch of your shaking body. Your muscles tense and expand in a pulsating rhythm, milking his cock.

Some vague part of you registers a growing warmth and wetness spreading inside of you, indicating Gojo has reached his peak as well — but you're lost. Lost, lost, lost in wave upon wave of crashing pleasure as your orgasm suddenly picks up speed, traveling in an electric wave of jujutsu all the way toward your fingertips and toes, arching your back.

Your hips buck wildly against Gojo, pushing deeper into the most intense orgasm you've ever had, as he rests his head on the nook between your shoulder and neck and kisses you softly on the comedown.

Neither of you says a word as he pulls out and pulls you into a warm embrace, face-to-face.

"You're evil, you know that?" You finally say between ragged breaths.

Gojo's eyes crinkle into his characteristically innocent smile.

"Me?"