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SOULMATE | GOJŌ SATORU

pairing: gojou satoru x f!reader wc: 3.6k tw/warnings: nsfw (18+), soulmates au, tutor!gojou, mentions of the LSAT 💀, some crack (gojou literally being horny 24/7), unprotected sex, swearing, creampie, no voyeurism or exhibitionism but implications of being heard through a wall, severely unproofread a/n: this is my submission for the sewer’s soulmate syndrome collab! this is my first time writing a soulmate au fic, and i had a lot of fun writing it 💖 i hope you enjoy!

IN A WORLD WHERE YOU CAN FEEL YOUR SOULMATE’S MOST INTENSE EMOTIONS, YOU FIND YOUR SOULMATE IN A PLACE YOU’D LEAST LIKELY EXPECT.

“are you good?” nobara asked. “don’t tell me—again?”

you nodded uncomfortably, squeezing your thighs together. “it’s like this is the only fucking emotion this douche ever feels. i’m not sure i ever want to even meet him, at this point.”

nobara laughed, turning back to her textbook. “just let me know if you need me to leave so you can, like, hump your pillow or something.”

you grimaced, throwing an eraser at her. “god, i hate you.”

“love you bestie!” she said teasingly. “seriously, though, i hope he jacks off quick, or something. we both need to focus on studying.”

you sighed in agreement, burying your face in your hands. “i swear—if this dude gets horny during our exam… i’ll kill him.”

“it’s not that deep.”

“you don’t understand how intense he gets! i literally never experience anything else—literally just horniness. what the fuck is he doing everyday?”

all of your other friends seemed to have normal soulmates; sure, it was annoying getting spells of random emotions during the day, but no one truly minded. after all, it was a reminder that you even had a soulmate, which in itself was comforting to most. you, though, grew only more exasperated with every passing day.

you could recall maybe one scenario in which you felt overcome by an emotion that wasn’t yours. it was scary at first; your mind had raced with thoughts of uncertainty—were you safe? had you subconsciously realized or remembered something? was your body trying to tell you something? but shortly, you’d realized that it was your soulmate’s emotions you were experiencing, and in that moment you’d felt so elated to know for sure that you had a soulmate. that was definitely an isolated situation, though. if not for your soulmates incessant bouts of absolute horniness, you would have started to believe that maybe you didn’t have a soulmate, after all.

you weren’t even sure what to pinpoint that emotion as. it was a weird mixture of … pride? and a deep fondness for something. the kind of feeling you supposed you would get seeing your future child win an award or something. weird, you’d thought. either my soulmate’s a babysitter or he has a kid already. guess i’ll just let fate do its thing.

“are you really getting a tutor?” nobara asked, pulling the lollipop out of her mouth with a loud pop!

“yeah,” you sighed, throwing your head back in defeat. “i just can’t study on my own. i can never focus. maybe getting someone to assign me homework or set a pace for me will work better.”

“mmm,” she nodded, pursing her lips in thought. “well, let me know how it goes. if it really works, maybe i’ll get one too.”

“yeah i got you. i don’t want to go to grad school alone,” you chuckled.

“bitch! i bet i’ll get a higher score than you even without a tuto—wait, is this the place?” nobara stopped suddenly, staring at the prep school’s sign.

“why? do you know it?”

“dude, my cousin went here! she had a really hot tutor. apparently he’s fucking smart, too. got full marks on the bar exam.” nobara paused for a second before whipping her head around to stare at you. “text me if you see a hot tall guy with white hair and pretty eyes. i’ll sign up ASAP if he’s here.”

you snorted. “you’ll enroll in prep school not to study, but for a hot tutor? okay, nobara.”

“shut up and just promise you’ll do it.”

“fine. i promise.”

“bet. okay, go have fun! study hard!” nobara waved you off, flashing you a cheeky wink as you rolled your eyes and walked through the door.

you got settled quickly and brought to a small, quaint room with a simple desk and a couple of chairs where you were told to wait. you felt immediately comfortable, suddenly brought back to your high school days of constant SAT and AP exam studying. in a way, it kind of felt nice to be studying for a standardized test again, even if it was the LSAT.

you set your bag on the chair next to you, pulling out your laptop and its charger, trying to get into the mood to study, but your mind kept getting pulled back to what nobara had said.

damn. i wonder what the chances are of my tutor being that guy nobara was talking about, you thought, resting your chin in your palm absentmindedly. must be nice to be both hot and smart.

“yo,” a voice sang out from the doorframe. “y/n?”

you looked up sharply, your breath hitching in your throat as you took in the sight of the figure in the doorway.

white hair… tall… pretty eyes… god damn it.

part of you wanted to laugh at the irony, but the other half of you was too busy staring at the small patch of skin that was exposed at his lower waist; the man leaned against the doorway, his elbow propped against the wall so that his hand cupped his cheek, lifting his thin shirt.

you gulped, nodding with a thin-lipped smile.

he hoped you hadn’t noticed the way his smile faltered when he was suddenly overcome with emotions that weren’t his. this happened often to him, and while it was difficult in the beginning for gojou to keep calm when feeling his soulmates emotions, he soon mastered the art of the poker face.

you looked at him strangely, almost as though you were experiencing the exact feelings that he now sensed.

nah, no way, he thought, pushing the feeling to the back of his mind. can’t be.

“i’m your LSAT tutor. nice to meet ya, i’m gojou satoru.”

he extended his hand out to you, a charming smile plastered across his cheeks.

unwillingly, you lifted your gaze from his exposed abs to his face, nearly getting lost in the dazzling blue of his eyes.

“hi, nice to meet you,” you said politely, shaking his hand. his fingers engulfed yours, and your palm felt oddly safe in his large hand.

you moved to pull your hand back, but gojou held onto it for just a millisecond extra, his eyes lingering on yours for just a moment too long.

a jolt pulsed down your spine, and you swallowed hard, forcing yourself to look down.

he’s probably a fuckboy, you thought quickly, mentally screaming at yourself to get it together. really y/n? are you that touch-deprived? you shake hands with a guy and now you can’t breathe!? jesus.

as you raced to collect yourself, gojou continued to stand, watching your facial expressions closely, as if analyzing them.

he felt his own heartbeat race, and in that moment, it clicked.

interesting, he thought, a slow smile starting to lift the corners of his lips. this should be fun.

the actual study session went by relatively smoothly, and you found yourself starting to feel more assured about the exam now that you had a tutor.

“see you next week,” gojou said, patting your head softly. “you did well today!”

you froze, suddenly numb to everything but the way his large palm rested atop your head.

“t-thanks,” you nearly choked, flashing an awkward smile as you packed your things. “see you next week!”

gojou had to stifle back a chuckle, taking note of the unfamiliar butterflies that had begun to erupt in his stomach. she’s cute, he thought, leaning back in his chair as he watched you get up to leave. i’m lucky.

you’d never scurried out of a place so damn fast, and you were almost out of breath by the time you made it a block away from the prep center.

ah fuck, i should text nobara, you suddenly remembered, whipping your phone out of your pocket.

you: guess what you: he’s my tutor nobara: no fucking way nobara: so is he actually hot?? you: bitch,,, YES nobara: i’m signing up, see u there next week bestie<33

you scoffed, but smiled while reading her message. no matter how shallow her reason, it would be nice taking classes with her.

weirdly, you could still feel a tingling sensation on your hand and your head, where gojou had touched you. shaking your head, you tried to snap yourself out of it.

y/n, you can’t be this fucking touch starved. he’s your tutor, get a grip, you thought, gritting your teeth. you’re there to study.

the racing thoughts in your head kept you occupied during your entire walk home—so much so that you hadn’t even realized that the fluttering butterflies in your stomach weren’t actually your own.

“so what are you wearing to class?” nobara asked, flopping onto your bed.

“huh? are you dressing up?”

“you should, i mean i don’t know if we’re going to have the same tutor or not. i signed up for the same class as you, but they might assign me to someone else.”

“why should i dress up? it’s just prep class.”

“... your hot tutor? hello?”

“i’m not dressing up just for my fucking LSAT class.”

“at least just wear a skirt. it’s warm out!”

you stared at her in disbelief, and she smiled cutely in response, swinging her legs off the bed. “i’ll match with you!” she offered.

you sighed, but walked over to your closet, flipping through your skirts. it wouldn’t hurt to look or feel cute, i guess.

you giggled when you saw the look of dismay on nobara’s face as she was introduced to her tutor—who unfortunately wasn’t gojou—and was led away. he was cute, though. tall and blonde—close enough to her type, you supposed.

you couldn’t help but notice gojou’s gaze lingering on your legs as you walked to the table. maybe nobara was right to push you to wear a skirt—you weren’t sure if it was just some newfound confidence that took over you today, but you took your time bending over, pulling your laptop out slowly and making a show out of crossing your legs before pulling your seat closer into the table.

he smiled inwardly, watching your every move.

the tutoring session went relatively smoothly, and about halfway through he decided to call a 10-minute break. as he left for some water, you quickly pulled out your phone to text nobara, only to see that she’d already texted you.

nobara: DUDE! i saw gojou (that’s his name right?) nobara: he’s actually so hot nobara: ngl my tutor’s kinda hot too,,, his name’s nanami nobara: catch me acting up soon bestie

you grinned, biting the inside of your cheek to hold back from laughing aloud.

“what’s so funny?”

you nearly dropped your phone out of surprise, only to see gojou peering at you a couple feet away.

“a-ah, nothing,” you quickly covered up, locking your phone. “was just texting my friend.”

“mmm,” he hummed, striding back over to his seat next to you.

your eyes followed the smooth movements of his long legs, casual and languid, almost cocky.

he plopped down in his seat, his legs spread wide and his arm thrown casually over the back of your seat, causing your heart to jump into your throat.

“so tell me a little about yourself,” he smiled, turning his head towards you. “how’s life and everything?”

your body felt rigid, and a foreign heat started to pool slowly in your pussy. squirming uncomfortably in your seat, you pressed your thighs together, trying your best to suppress the feeling.

not now! you thought. god, fuck—

“life’s… been good,” you managed, trying your best to maintain a poker face. “obviously studying for the LSAT, as you know… oh, my best friend actually signed up for classes here, too.”

“yeah?” he asked, coming off slightly uninterested. “hey, y/n—do you have a boyfriend?”

you paused, wide-eyed.

“what?”

“are you single?” he asked again, impatiently.

“... i am, why?”

“nice,” he smiled, lifting his hand to ruffle your hair. “y’know—i think you’re my soulmate.”

again, foreign butterflies began to erupt in your stomach, and the ache in your core continued to grow uncomfortably, causing heat to rise to your cheeks.

this—this isn’t me, you realized suddenly, and you began to become hyper-aware of the weight of his fingers on your head as they began to move down to your cheek, resting along your jaw.

“what makes you think that?” you whispered, unable to do anything but stay still as gojou inched his face closer, ghosting your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“mmm… well, you can feel it, right?” he asked.

as if on command, your body felt like it was on fire, alit with nearly emotion you could possibly feel. your core throbbed with want, with absolute need, and you could nothing but sit and squirm, squeezing your thighs together tightly as your eyes gave him the answer he was looking for.

you’d heard that when you finally meet your soulmate, emotions were supposed to feel much more intense, but you could never have imagined it feeling like this. every cell in your body screamed for his touch, yet you kept your mouth shut and body still.

“... can you?” you asked quietly.

gojou looked intently into your eyes, hesitating a bit as he let your emotions wash over him, bathing his body in a warm fuzzy sensation.

before you could even register what had happened, his mouth was on yours, capturing your lips in a quick kiss, slipping his tongue in between and dancing with your own.

a surprised moan bubbled up from your throat but was stifled by his mouth, but you gave in to temptation and let your eyes flutter shut.

his lips were surprisingly soft and gentle, and you felt as though you were melting into him. what an odd feeling, you thought fleetingly. you couldn’t even tell anymore whose emotions were whose; everything in your body and mind felt like a bubbling mixture ready to burst at any moment. euphoric, almost. a part of you hoped that the kiss would never break.

you were briefly aware of his hand sliding down your spine, leaving goosebumps in its trail. he stopped at the bottom of your skirt, letting his fingers tease you under the hem. you let out a strangled moan, and without thinking you lifted yourself onto his lap in one smooth motion.

gojou smiled against your mouth, grabbing the meat of your ass and massaging the soft flesh that lay beneath the fabric of your skirt.

“impatient, are we?” he chuckled. “we’re soulmates. we have forever, you know.”

“shut up,” you hissed. “break’s only supposed to last 10 minutes, you know.”

he tutted, responding with a strong slap that left your upper thigh stinging. “break can last longer if i say so, darling.”

you gasped, but the sound was quickly muffled as he pressed his mouth once more to yours, and with his other hand, pulled your chest closer into his. impatient and needy, you ground your hips into his, letting dull shockwaves wash over you as his clothed erection pressed over and over into your soaking panties.

gojou tapped the side of your thigh. “up,” he commanded.

confused, you stood, conscious of the way your slick had started to trickle down the insides of your thighs.

as if without a single care in the world, he unbuckled his slacks, pulling down his boxers and letting his cock spring free. his hands returned to your thighs, sliding up and down the flesh admiringly before hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties under your skirt and pulling it down, letting it fall to your feet.

he dragged his finger along your entrance, humming appreciatively at your wetness, letting his finger gather your slick until he reached your clit. the stimulation was too sudden, and you felt your knees start to buckle; you bent over, leaning your weight into your hands as they rested atop his muscular chest.

“i’ve barely done anything,” he said, surprised. “is that all you can take?”

“shut up,” you said once more, but this time, your voice was much weaker, coming out as a choked whisper.

gojou laughed softly, guiding your hips back down to his. the tip of his cock nudged at your entrance, and the desire you suddenly felt nearly turned you feral, causing you to grip onto his shoulders for support.

“you’re so wet, you know,” he whispered lightly into your ear. it was a strange contrast to the soothing circles he rubbed into your back, calming you just enough to knock the breath out of you as he quickly pushed you down onto him, forcing you to take him all at once.

“a-ah!” you squeaked, burying your face into the crook of his neck. the stretch burned, but it burned so good. he let you adjust, relishing in the sensation of your gummy walls fluttering about his size, clenching and squeezing tightly.

“god, you’re tight,” he moaned, gripping your waist. “so tight for me, right y/n?”

you nodded into his neck, stifling back moans, knowing that nobara was in the room just next door.

“hmm? let me hear you, princess,” he drawled, nipping at the soft skin on your neck with his teeth.

“mmnh—yes, all for you,” you whispered, hoping that would be enough for him. silently, he moved his hands to your ass and lifted you so that he could thrust upwards into your fluttering hole.

“louder.”

“fuck—! yes, all f-for you!” you moaned, placing an involuntary extra emphasis on the last word as he thrusted upwards into you once more, slamming the word out of you.

the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, and you hoped desperately that nobara nor her tutor could hear you, though you had strong doubts about how soundproof the walls were.

your arms fully wrapped around gojou’s neck, and your head lolled with every thrust. your mouth hung open, utterly silenced as your brain struggled to process the flood of sensations that poured through you.

“fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he groaned, holding you close to his chest so that he could feel your tits press up against his chest, bouncing with each of your movements.

you bit down on your lip, unsure of how much longer you could hold back. the angle with which he held you had his tip prodding at your cervix with each thrust, and his shaft dragged along your clit, sending ebbs of pleasure through you with each passing second.

your mouth went dry, and you could feel yourself slowly approaching your limit. though your eyes were open, you couldn’t see anything around you—your vision went blank, fuzzy, and the ceiling lights diminished into nothing more than floating white orbs that danced around in your line of sight.

“ah, g-gojou,” you whined weakly.

“satoru,” he breathed. “call me satoru. we’re—soulmates—remember?” he punctuated each word with a particularly hard thrust, eliciting light mewls from you that fell upon his ears like music.

“s-satoru,” you breathed, feeling the pressure in your lower stomach build up impossibly higher. “gonna cum.”

“yeah? then cum, baby.”

he held onto you with a bruising grip, continuing his pace and latching his mouth onto the softest part of your neck, leaving you feeling overstimulated and seeing stars. breathy mewls fell from your mouth as you teetered along that fateful edge, until finally, your walls broke down and you crashed down to earth, your walls squeezing and pulsating around him with everything they had.

his own movements grew sloppier; he was nearing his release, too, but he would be damned if he came before letting you completely finish.

you struggled for breath, fucked dumb and blabbering utter nonsense into his ear as you floated back down to reality.

“aah, satoru—wanna feel you—”

“hmm?”

“wan-na feel you—fill m’ up,” you whispered incoherently, lolling your head back and letting yourself get carried away in the waves of pleasure that rocked your body.

“god—y/n,” he muttered through gritted teeth. “you can’t just say that, pretty girl.”

an almost carnal lust completely took over him, and he picked you up, lifting you onto the table and laying you down gently so that your back was flush against the wood. he leaned over you, still fully inside you, and pressed gentle kisses into your sternum and down your stomach before pinning your wrists down to the table, above your head.

he snapped his hips into yours forcefully, unable to take his eyes off the way your breasts bounced with each snap. the image you made was just so absolutely mesmerizing, and he had a brief urge to burn the visual into his mind before remembering that you two were soulmates—you were his and he was yours, and it would be that way for a very long time.

with one last thrust, his cock twitched, sending thick, hot spurts of cum into you, painting your walls white with his seed. it was almost painful, the amount that he was cumming, but he couldn’t help it. the fucked out, sweaty mess that lay under him, writhing on the table was just too beautiful.

his grip on your wrists loosened as he rode out his high, and for the first time you really stopped to admire all of his features. his collarbones glistened above you with a thin sheen of sweat, collarbones that led perfectly into his long neck, the neck that connected seamlessly with the sharpest jaw you’d ever seen, a jaw that punctuated the most handsome set of features you’d seen on a man. you smiled softly, the realization that he was yours dawning and settling in your mind.

“are you okay?” he muttered, leaning down into your chest.

feebly, you lifted your arms, wrapping them around his torso as you replied.

“mmm. i am.”

“good.”

he paused for a second, letting the sounds of your ragged breaths fill the air.

“i’m glad i found you, soulmate.”

you smiled, closing your eyes. you were glad, too.

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