blkerman

[blkerman]

Geto reaches between your panties, and his fingers, like a fire, trail your skin. It's hot everywhere, and you've never done this before- never felt anything like it. You finally look at him, his gaze already trained on you; it makes you wetter.

"It doesn't take much, hm?" he's playing with you, edging you slightly-- he knows you can't handle anymore, not yet.

"I haven't gotten started yet." His breath fans your face, his smell floods your senses, his words taint your ears, lulls you in almost. His fingers caress your clit slowly. He wants you worked up.

He trails his fingertips against the seam of his underwear and your cunt leaks. "These panties are flimsy, not good enough for what I do to you." you don't register the rip in your panties, only the feel of air on your exposed pussy.

"I'll have to buy you new ones."

[blkerman]

lust.

Gojo's never felt it.

It never had plagued his body until now. He feels it tremble throughout his fingertips and thighs; it cracks through his brain. It confuses him—the urge to grab and take. It's new. It's filthy.

And what confuses him most is that it's you, of all people.

Suguru's girlfriend

impulses rankle when you're in his sight. He gets hot and bothered when he sees you and his close friend kissing; his body has a reaction; he's fighting it, and his body tries its damnest to fight it, too. It's a useless endeavor—especially when your fingers entangle in Suguru's hair; you tug and moan in his mouth before pulling away right in front of him. The whole ordeal has him excusing himself to the bathroom and tugging his cock out.

It's embarrassing to Gojo—humiliating even. He's never had to violently jerk himself to you. It's weird. He feels weird. His hand clenches hard around his dick, quick and rough strokes so he gets it over with it—his back is against the door; he sees his tumultuous reflection in the mirror, and his cock keeps leaking at the sight.

Some sick part of him hopes you hear him. He imagines you pressed against the side of the door; you're confused—concerned mainly at the noises you hear. You'd listen to his grunts—loud ones that sound eerily similar to your name. He beats his dick faster, envisioning the horrid look of realization on your face. You'd probably run right to Sugruru, distressed enough to tell him what's wrong. Gojo bets you'd start to cry, too—all wet and soppy.

All because of him

Gojo cums hard; cum sticks to his fingers and stains the rough fabric of his jeans. He licks his juices, makes sure the taste of cum tinges on his tongue, and he pretends it's yours instead.

He's hazed a little, his head hurts, shame starts to creep in, and he doesn't notice the footsteps retreating from the other side of the door.

When you ask what's taking Gojo so long in the bathroom, Suguru chuckles a bit.

If only you knew.

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Geto takes your virginity

It's slow — painless. He’s cooing at you, nips at your lips before kissing you. He takes his time with you. He makes sure you’re too full and pliant to notice any movement by the door.

It’s only when he brings you to the edge — you’re clawing his back, threading your fingers through his hair — that you catch a hint of blue.

You aren't sure if your eyes are playing tricks on you or if the shades of lust are making you see things. It doesn't matter though — Geto wants your attention on him, he wants you to feel him fucking you.

And you do.

When you finally cum - you feel eyes on you still; it's invading and creepy; your heart stutters when you look at the door and see nothing. You stare at it, looking for any signs of movement; you can make out a slight figure in the crack, it makes your blood freeze, and you feel utterly humiliated when you start to cum harder.

You go to the bathroom afterward, freshly fucked and a bit confused. You stop when you feel that same sensation, someone watching. You weren't expecting to see him, really; Suguru never mentioned him—

Bright blue eyes and a puckish smirk

Suguru told you he would come to his apartment at odd times during the night.

Suguru told you he would introduce you to him one day.

Yet, you were never really formally introduced to Gojo Satoru.

His roommate.

[blkerman]

Hm. Gojo is the type to do eerie things to your body to unnerve you

Gojo is licking your ear, saliva dripping off his tongue, and his hand is around your neck. You don’t dare move; he’s in a strange trance, his eyes dilated and darker than you've ever seen them.

You’re afraid he’ll bite you’re neck off if you push him away.

He’s breathing heavily into your ear, licking downwards to your neck; the noises he makes are abnormal and loud. You feel his teeth scrape your skin everytime you yelp.

You're scared of him, and he loves it