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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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‧₊˚✧[chapter 1]✧˚₊‧

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Tears pooled from your eyes. Your shirt was quick to become stained with the salty, pitiful drops. You felt everything, and all at once. Anger, sadness, relief, heartbroken, happiness, and disgust. You were sitting in your car after leaving your now ex boyfriend's house. All that was heard was the faint roaring of your engine.

You decided not to turn your music up. The silence was loud enough to turn everything into a blur.

As you eventually made it home, you suddenly felt exhausted. As you laid down on your couch you couldn't help but sigh.

Why did he go and cheat on you. With several girls. You thought things were better... Since the incident a few months ago.

On vacation you noticed how hard he stared at the girls around you. It made you angry. You gave that bum everything he needed and more.

Whatever he was a loser anyway.

You decided to pick up your phone. Scrolling through your contacts to call a friend. Looking for comfort. A few hours went by and you ended the call.

A sigh of relief left your lips. Feeling much better knowing you could do so much better than him.

You blocked his contact on everything. Took all of your pictures down with him on your socials. Wiped him from your phone completely. Not ever wanting to speak to that lowlife man ever again.

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A few months have passed since that day. The day you finally felt free. You were much happier without him.

There were a few times he made new social media accounts trying to win you back, but you blocked them as quick as he messaged you.

You were a new woman.

Occasionally you would miss the sex, but that's nothing your hand couldn't fix.

A week or two ago your friend mentioned how she found a cam website. You never paid any attention to her rambling.

But tonight, it's all you could think about. Wondering if maybe you could find someone attractive on here. To keep yourself busy on nights like these. Nights where you were unbelievably horny with no man to please you.

You sat on your bed and stared at your laptop. Unsure if you really should do this.

"It's not gonna hurt to look..." you let out a soft sigh to yourself.

Before you typed in the website, you grabbed the remote to your fan before turning off the lights. Trying to set the mood.

You shook your hands. Trying to shake your nerves. Why are you nervous? It's not like the guys see your face.

Maybe it's the fact that their streams seem intimate? Your friend explained in great detail how some streamers act and how they talk to their viewers. Saying their usernames out loud as they read their requests.

Your friend even showed you a few minutes of a stream. The man was incredibly hot. He had white hair, and covered his eyes with a blindfold. You couldn't tell if the whole hiding his eyes was to not give away his identity... Or if it was a kink sorta thing.

Either way it was hot. His username was 'SixEyed'. The name was odd. You friend told you how she had been watching him for months. He never showed his eyes or said his name.

I guess it's understandable. Seeing as if you were showing off your body to thousands of girls. You wouldn't want to be noticed in public, right?

When you were showed his stream, he was constantly reading out usernames and their comments or requests.

Some people asking him to say praises or degrading things.

Others begging him to strip into his underwear.

Either way it was honestly enticing...

You quickly signed up for the website. Choosing a username that was no way related to your life at all. You couldn't have anyone find out you were this down bad.

After clicking on the 'Most Popular' streamer link, you were met with 'SixEyed'. You clicked on his profile and sighed softly.

He was going to start his stream in ten minutes. On the dot at 8:30 pm. The only thing on his page was a few links that led to his socials, a few videos that had almost a hundred thousand views each, and thirst trap pictures.

You entered the queue for his stream and waited patiently. As the minutes passed he finally came on the screen. He was gorgeous. His voice was attractive too. He stated today was the anniversary of his account and he was doing a very special stream tonight.

This piqued your interest. What did he mean by that?

He waited about fifteen minutes and then scooted his gaming chair backwards. Revealing his entire black outfit. Black sweatpants sticking to his muscular thighs, and a somewhat loose black t-shirt. It was tight around his biceps, and he knew exactly what he was doing every time he subtly flexed his arms.

You felt yourself immediately obsessed with the man.

Everything about him was attractive. You were lost in thought for a moment, just ogling him through the screen before his words broke your trance.

"What should I remove first guys?" He said with a smirk. His tone a rather teasing and playful one.

He opened up a poll that showed up on your screen. You thought carefully for a moment.

"1. Shirt 2. Sweats 3. Blindfold"

Your eyes grew wide. Wait was he going to show his eyes on stream?!

A few minutes passed and the blindfold option was chosen. You could see him smirk and chuckle lowly. Butterflies filled your stomach, this man was hot as hell.

"Blindfold is last. I want to keep you guys on your toes." The man purred out.

Two hours. Two hours of watching this man strip on camera. He was now in his boxers and that stupid blindfold. It was around 11 pm now. A bunch of people had left his stream. Making it somewhat more intimate between him and the one thousand people still watching.

His boxers were low on his hips as he adjusted himself. His v-line just barely making an appearance. He would ask his fans to touch themselves as he did. To mimic his rhythm.

Of course you followed along. How could you possibly not touch yourself to this gorgeous man. Whose words slipped off his tongue with ease.

At first it looked like he'd only ghost his hands over the bulge in his underwear, like he was teasing himself.

You don't know why but your heartbeat became fast and loud in your ears. You were stuck in a trance. With your fingers grazing yourself through your underwear. You realized your heart was pounding because of his voice.

He was actually palming his dick now, and he had let out the most soul shattering groan. Your legs became weak on the bed.

How the fuck could a man sound so... sexy?

The man would let out a small hiss or groan or even growl occasionally. Your fingers slipped under the cloth that covered your soaking sex.

Moving your fingers across your folds, mimicking his movements. After a few minutes he stopped. He covered his mouth with his palm and it sounded like he was panting?

He looked as red as a tomato right now. He sat upright and brought his face close to the camera. "F-Fuck sorry. I've been so pent up...I don't want to cum yet." His voice strained out.

Your heart fluttered at his words. It was like he was speaking to you directly. You bit your lip in anticipation.

He read the comments on his stream for a few minutes letting his orgasm escape his mind.

Then he quickly leaned back against his chair. Manspreading himself. You could barely see the faint splotch of pre cum on his boxers.

The boxers he was wearing were slowly pulled down. Just barely exposing the tip of his cock. You rocked your hips against your fingers at the sight. The way he was teasing you drove you insane.

Wait. A man on a website was teasing you? You shake your head at the thought. Your friends watch him too. This isn't all that odd right?

You focused back on the man to see him slowly tugging his boxers down. "O-Oh fuck he's big..." You mumble out.

It was almost deafening when he spoke. "I know it's big right? Think you could take me?" He purred.

Your heart sank into your ass. It was just a coincidence. He most likely said that when he revealed his dick. Even though, it made his stream more intimate.

Your fingers made their way to your keyboard. You were typing out something before you knew it.

"Can you spit on it but keep your eyes on the camera?" Send.

His body shifted in his chair. He read your username and your comment. Oh my gosh. You felt like a child getting so excited over this but damn. This man could run you over and you'd thank him.

He gave the camera a smirk. "Of course I can sweetheart." He growled out lowly. Giving a wink to his computer.

Your thighs clenched together roughly. Oh fuck. This man had a chokehold on you. Quickly your middle and index finger were right back on your clit.

The man leaned over himself and let his spit trail from his lips onto his dick. Making sure to stare into the camera. A lustful look in his eyes.

You couldn't help but moan. He carried out your request so... so desperately.

As he placed his palm over the tip of his length, he groaned lowly. You swear you could see his cock twitch as his fingers traced the head of his dick.

"Fuckkk." He hissed. Throwing his head back into the chair. His hips instinctively pushing forward into his palm.

His muscular hand agonizingly slowly stroked his dick. Trying his best to stare into the camera as if he was making eye contact.

After a few long minutes he came across his chest. A soft whimper escaping his lips. That sound. That desperate sound made you reach an orgasm so quickly. One your ex never could have done.

"F-Fuck...Okay I'll give you guys a peek before I get off." He strained. He leaned into the camera again. His fingers slowly moved across his torso. You bit your lip. Eager to see more of his face.

The moment he lifted his blindfold up from one eye, your heart sank. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" You screamed.

The man you had just fingered yourself to, was satoru. You quickly shut your laptop and your jaw was wide open.

He had used a voice changer to alter his true voice. His white hair was out of the frame. And once he revealed his azure colored eyes, you felt so... icky?

You've seen this man so many times. He was in your college classes. You were somewhat friends! What the hell was that! You pick your phone up and call your friend.

"I just Gojo fucking Satoru jerk off on camera! You knew it was him didn't you?!" You cried.

Your friend couldn't contain her laughter. Of course she knew. That's why she wanted me to watch. Oh my gosh.

"Maybe you'll finally talk to him when we hang out. He talks about this other guy sometimes. They're planning a stream together soon!!" Your friend exclaimed happily. She had supported Gojo ever since he began to stream.

"Who? I cannot watch this man anymore oh my gosh! Why didn't you tell me!" You whine out. Embarrassment flooding your body like a sickness.

"He goes by Glock19 and fuck is he hot. I'm sorry! I didn't think he'd actually do the face reveal!" She giggled loudly. Clearly she had known Gojo was a cam boy. Their relationship wasn't at all sexual but she would flirt with anyone if she was drunk enough.

You sighed and palmed your face. "I can't with you. Goodnight." Your tone was somewhat playful. Knowing you couldn't get mad at her for this.

You ended the call and searched Gojo's name on Instagram. Quickly finding his normal safe for work account. You hesitated for a moment before pushing your finger to the follow button.

There was no way in hell that was really him. Your mind wandered off. Creating a stupid scenario where you asked him about it in class, and later he'd take you back to his apartment and give you an in person "stream". Satoru was mouth watering to gawk at. No! He is wayyyy out of your league. Right?

"Damn I kinda want to fuck him." You mumbled.

Ding.

You looked at your phone.

Gojo Satoru started following you.

Gojo Satoru sent you a message.

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notmazikeen · 1 month

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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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‧₊˚✧[chapter 4]✧˚₊‧

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The sun began to shine through your blinds. The busy people in their cars, trying to get to work on time. The cold air stinging your skin. The warm chest- The loud laugh coming from Shoko?!

The flash of her phone, she took a picture to capture the sweet moment. "WAKE UP!" Shoko exclaimed with a giggle.

You broke from your trance as she screamed and Gojo groaning loudly with annoyance.

He threw the duvet covers over the both of your heads, "I'm so sorry..." You say though a stifled giggle. Satoru just gripped your waist tighter in response.

"I'll send you two love birds the picture. Bye!" Shoko's voice faded as she closed the door on her way out.

Satoru looked at you under your grey covers, with a smile?

"Good morning." He rasped out. Ugh, his grumbly morning voice was so attractive. "Good morning, Satoru." Your voice as sweet as ever. A furious blush across your features. His grip around your waist loosened but didn't move.

"She'll never let this go will she?" Gojo dramatically sighed and lifted the covers off the two of you. You sat up and shook your head. "Of course not, it's Shoko." The both of you broke out in soft laughter. His eyes were squinted, he honestly looked so handsome right now. He looked happy.

Satoru stretched his arms and yawned loudly. Loudly like a dad sneezing in a quiet room. So dramatic of him. As always.

His feet swing to the edge of the bed slowly. His head turning to the side to meet your gaze. "You talk in your sleep. Oh, you're also clingy if you couldn't tell." He smirked softly before running a hand through his nappy hair.

Your eyes widened at his words. You looked away in embarrassment before rubbing the side of your neck. "What did I say? Yea, Shoko wakes me up if I start trying to cuddle with her."

Satoru rose from the bed and placed his hands on the edge of your bed. His eyes level with yours now. He looked cocky, and was probably about to say something with the same tone too.

"You were mumbling something I couldn't make it out." He lied through his teeth. Wanting to keep this as his little secret memory. Honestly it was cute how he was clearly so infatuated with you. Oblivious you, you didn't understand the extent of his crush.

You covered your eyes with your palms, groaning dramatically. "Sorry, that's so embarrassing. Haha..." You whined. Even though you weren't making eye contact with the tall man, his eyes burned through your palms. You could feel his predatory stare on you. Then a shift in the bed.

His hand softly removed yours from your face. He smiled softly and tilted his head. A toothy grin then escaping his lips. "C'mon. I can smell Sugu cooking breakfast." Your face was so red right now. You could feel the hot sensation across your face and ears. Your body throbbing with a heat flash.

You could only nod in response. Quickly swiveling around in the bed to stand to your feet. You rubbed your eyes and fixed your shirt, untucking it from your shorts. You were basically Adam Sandler right now. The outfit was eating. A long ass shirt and basketball shorts? Fantastic.

Just as the thought brushed your mind a soft giggle erupted from Gojo. "Adam Sandler what are you doing here?" He teases, watching you roll your eyes playfully. You push past him to walk into your bathroom. "Waitin' for them to play Gangnam Style." You reply back to him. The two of you breaking into laughter again.

Shit why was he actually perfect. He can be actually be funny, sweet, protective, and sexy under his ego?!

After the two of your freshened up, he followed you into the kitchen. A savory smell of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, wafted into your nose. You hummed in satisfaction at the mouth watering smell. "You guyssss, you didn't have to make breakfast!" You gave them a heartwarming smile.

Suguru turned his head to meet your eyes, along with Shoko. "Figured we'd need it after last night. You two sleep good?" He added a smirk to his last sentence. To which you turned to Satoru, who was already annoyed.

"Best sleep I ever had." He adds. His annoyance clearly a joke, which make you nod quickly. "I sent you that picture by the way!" Shoko hums with a little dance. Someone must have gotten laid last night and it wasn't you.

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After Suguru and Shoko departed from your home, Satoru asked if it was okay that he stayed for a little while longer. Of course you let him, who wouldn't?

The both of you went to shower, him in Shoko's bathroom, and you in yours. Conveniently he had a change of clothes in his car, but he was snooping around your kitchen... in hardly anything.

His sweatpants hung low on his waist, some parts of his body still damp from the shower. His white hair clinging to his face and his towel draped across his shoulders. It was a mouth watering sight to see.

You sprawled out on your couch, dressed in an off the shoulder sweater with some comfy shorts. Staring at Satoru with admiration.

"Looking for something, Nosy?" You smirked softly, catching his attention. He looked somewhat shocked, not hearing your footsteps bring you to the living room. He bit his lip and avoided eye contact for a moment. "Was just cravin' something sweet." He said sheepishly.

You roll your eyes and giggle softly, of course he wanted something sweet. Every time that he went out with you, Shoko, and Suguru, you always had to stop at a store so Satoru could buy a sweet treat. At resturants, he'd always get dessert for the table. He'd finish the dessert before anyone could have more than one bite though.

You met his gaze as you squeezed past him, giving him a soft smile. "I have a bunch of stuff stashed away up here." You hum. Leaning your torso against the counter and reaching up to try and reach for your sweets hidden behind some cans and boxes.

It was just barely out of reach, even on your tip toes. Damn, why the hell where your cabinets so high?

Satoru shuffled quietly before finding his place behind you. A hand gripping the edge of the counter beside you and the other reaching up towards the cabinet. His torso and hips were pressed against your back, trapping you suddenly against the counter. What the hell? This was something straight out of a movie.

He let out a soft grunt struggling to find something behind the boxed food, making your skin raise in goosebumps. Your face was as red as ever. The position, the frustrated noises coming from him, and the fact that it was Satoru in all of this.

He finally reached for something he was fond of and pulled it down in front of your face. "Can I have these?" He mumbled. His warm breath suddenly close to your ear. Fuck, he was so close.

You opened your mouth in an attempt to speak but nothing came out, so you cleared your throat. "Y-Yea." You stumble out. Your words sounding pathetic, how did he make you suddenly at a loss for words. He wasn't even flirting with you, but the way his toned body pressed up against your ass and back made you weak.

His lips ghosted over the nape of your neck, his slender fingers gently moving your hair out of his way. "Were you surprised that i'm a camboy?" He mumbles, his words igniting something primal in your stomach.

You slightly cocked your neck, shifting your body and accidentally pushing your back closer against him in the process. A very quiet huff escaped his lips. If you hadn't been holding your breath you wouldn't have heard it.

Both of his arms trapped you in place now, his knuckles turning white, contrasting against your darker colored countertop. "Y-Yea I was..." You mumbled quietly. The tension between you two had magically appeared. It was making the air thick and heavy, and fuck it suddenly felt hard to breathe correctly.

He smirked softly at your comment. "Did you like my stream?" He questioned. His voice was strained, like the bulge forming in his boxers.

You stay quiet for a moment. Satoru didn't like that, he needed a response from you. His body stood up straighter and he placed a hand on your hip, turning you to face him now.

His eyes low, his face stained a light pink, and his damn hair. The wet strands sticking to his forehead. Creating a masterpiece of a man. His muscular body flexed as he backed you flush against the counter.

The way your eyes traveled down his body made him tense up. Your eyes felt like needles against his skin. Every touch, every look, every word from you right now could break his control. "Answer me...Please." He practically whines.

Finally your eyes meet his, feeling a bit embarrassed you were basically just standing there and gawking at him. "A lot. I liked it a lot." You choke out. Your voice no higher than a hushed whisper.

The draw you felt towards his touch was driving you insane. The need to feel his warm skin against yours again. This was so out of character for you. Usually you didn't care to bother with Gojo but something clicked. He was truly a dream, and even if there were rumors of him getting around with the desperate college girls in your class, you didn't care. He was here with you right now wasn't he?

His strong hands picked your body up, softly placing you on top of the countertop. His fingers slowly tracing up and down your thighs. Working his way to spread your legs ever so gently.

Your stomach churned with butterflies, it was degrading how desperate your body felt. The cotton of your underwear beginning to turn a darker shade of red. You needed something, anything to ease this desire.

His face came close to yours, he subtly licked his lips, like he was ready to devour you.

You could feel his hot breath across your lips. He was so close again. You hadn't even noticed how he pushed himself between your legs. How you unknowingly squeezed your thighs around his waist. The bulge in his pants throbbing for an ounce of friction, yet he was inches away from actually making contact with you.

His slim fingers ran up your body, finding their resting spot on the side of your face.

"Did you touch yourself to me?" He huffed out. The shifting of his feet made his aching boner rub harshly against the fabric of his boxers. He swallowed hard, trying to cover up how badly he wanted you.

Your eyes quickly diverted from his. Your face becoming flustered at his lewd question. Was he really going to make you answer that? Of course he would...

He softly grabbed your jaw. His crotch finally making contact with the warm sanctuary between your thighs. His fingers made you regain your eye contact.

"P-Please." He cleared his throat and inched his hips closer against you. Softly rutting himself against your throbbing cunt. The contact making you let out a shaky breath.

"I need to know. Please." Satoru's voice struggling to remain composure. He was begging for your answer. The way his eyes searched for an answer on your features, made you nervous.

You bit your lip and placed your hand on his bicep, stroking it softly. "I came from watching you..." He froze. Satoru's hand on your thigh tightened its grip.

"F-Fuck. Say it again." He groaned out. The words clearly going straight to his cock. You could feel it too. When you said that, his cock twitched against you. You were bothering him so bad you could feel his cock twitching through both of your clothes.

"I w-was the one who..." You paused for a moment. Wondering if you should really say it. He followed your command the other day though, he wouldn't shame you. He was a camboy for fucks sake. "The one who asked you to... spit o-on it."

He pushed his head into your neck. Resting his forehead against your shoulder and collarbone. A soft groan leaving his lips. "Ha. I haven't even gotten to k-kiss you and I swear I could cum right now from your words."

You bit your lip and pushed your hips forward, grinding your cunt against his bulging erection. "Toru..." You mumbled. One of his hands laying flat against the counter and his other still gripping your thigh, only it would inch closer to your shorts every time you spoke.

His lips placed soft but passionate kisses against your skin, causing a stifled whimper from you. "I can't fuck- I want no- I need you so bad." He grunts. His voice silky smooth, almost sounding like a purr.

Satoru leaned upwards again and stared at you for a moment. Both of you looked lust drunk right now. Your hands wrapped around his neck, bringing him closer, and kissing his soft lips. The two of you now caught in a passionate kiss.

It was a heated kiss. The tension in the room finally finding its way out. Gojo's free hand traveled down to your ass. Squeezing it firmly and pushing you closer against his cock. Earning a groan from the both of you.

His fingers now traced the bottom hem of your shorts. Tugging on them softly, but roughly.

He was trying his best to take it slow with you, to enjoy the moment he's only been able to fantasize about. Your soft erotic noises were no help though, your words cut through his resolve like a knife to a piece of meat.

You underestimated what was about to happen. Just how devoted this man was about to be to pleasuring you until you cried. Satoru had craved your touch since the moment he met you. Your soft eyes turned something in him. The way you carried yourself. The way you were so calming and bubbly.

He wanted to make you his, he wanted everyone to know you were his.

He broke away from the sloppy kiss slowly. His eyes low and predatory. Satoru studied you for a moment. Drinking in your flustered face. The way your body fit against his perfectly.

"I promise I will make you forget about everything besides my name, baby." He purred.

And holy shit were you so ready.

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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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He sent a message?! Gojo fucking sent a message!!

You were too scared to open your phone to read the notification. The thought of him somehow knowing you were just watching his stream made you nauseous.

How would he know?! "Pull yourself together!" You palm your face.

Shakily unlocking your phone you look at the notification.

Oh fuck.

"Hey! Aren't you the girl always with Shoko?" He texted.

Fuck he knows who you are.

This is it. Might as well dig yourself a damn grave. He knows! You know he knows. He has to...

You opened the message. Taking a long breath to calm the storm of nerves in your stomach.

"Yes haha you popped up on my suggested ppl to follow" Your hands took literally five minutes to type that out.

That's so embarrassing. Why the hell are you so nervous now. You don't even really know Satoru. He just happens to hang out with Shoko, and so do you.

You decided to turn off the nerve wracking device. Throwing it on the other side of the bed. Turning your ringer off.

"I just need to take my ass to bed..." You groan.

It was late. You were exhausted from your little intimate session with Gojo. You laid flat on your back. Staring at the ceiling fan.

All you could see when you closed your eyes was his di- No! Ew! Stop it! You couldn't possibly do this website anymore.

You'd never see Gojo Satoru the same way. Like ever.

You growled in frustration. You never even gave Gojo a second glance when he was around. Was it wrong to look at him now, only because you've seen him naked? A small pang of ashamed emotions crowded your head.

You pick your phone up. He texted back a while ago. He asked when you'd be around Shoko again. Your heart sank.

You couldn't face him! Not after seeing him jerk off. Not after hearing his groans of pleasure. Nope! Maybe you should just jump off the face of the earth. Avoid the embarrassment. Yea. Probably should.

You finally go back to the message. You weren't sure when you and Shoko would meet up again, and that's exactly what you told him.

He just sent a simple "oh" and then a quick "night". Wait was he upset? Why would he be upset?

You told him goodnight before putting your phone down again. You closed your eyes and quickly fell asleep. Damn you were exhausted. You haven't fallen asleep this quick in a while. The last thing on your mind was him. Mr. SixEyed himself.

When the sun began to peek through your blinds you stirred awake. Your eyes feeling irritated. Probably because you had less than 8 hours of sleep.

Or maybe because you had a faint remembrance of seeing Satoru in your dream? That's so weird! Ugh. You know what you just needed to see Shoko. Get this off your mind before it drove you to insanity.

You got up from bed. Hunched over your knees on the side of it. Damn you felt exhausted. Nonetheless you had to get up from bed and start your day. You had errands to do and today starts the weekend. You're sure Shoko would want to go out tonight.

She always drags you to some club near campus. Like clockwork. Every. Single. Friday.

You eased yourself off the bed. Stumbling to the bathroom. The sight of yourself in the mirror startled yourself. Your hair was a mess. Oh yikes.

You grabbed your brush and swiftly brushed the rats nest on your head. Wincing as you brushed through a knot. Once your lions mane was tamed you walked towards the bathtub. Turning the faucet handle all the way to the little "H" symbol.

You looked in the basket above your toilet and pulled out a speaker. Connecting your phone to it to listen to music. Hoping to wake yourself up.

Once you turn on your playlist and undressed. Just as you were about to get into the shower you heard a ding.

Shoko texted.

She just said you two were going out tonight.

You stifled a giggle and shook your head. Damn it's only 7 in the morning!

Ding.

"We're going to a different club this time. I know Satoru goes sometimes! And his hot friends! ;)"

Your heart sank. Fuck. Hopefully he won't be there. Hopefully he'll be busy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Wait he doesn't even know you watched his stream last night. Okay. Calm down. Just don't be awkward tonight and you'll be perfectly fine!

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Shoko was waiting for you, sitting impatiently on your bed. A devious smirk spread across her lips.

"Sho... I can't wear this!" You whine out behind your bathroom door. You eyed yourself in the mirror. The dress she bought you was... Sleazy. Totally not in your comfort zone. You had an eye-catching body but you were not about to show it off to horny, desperate men. The exception being that blue eyed man.

The dress was white. The color of innocence. The straps were thin, and the length of it was short. Coming just above the middle of your thighs. There were two cut outs on the right side, right under your breast.

Fuck you looked hot, but this was too revealing for your taste. You opened the bathroom door and Shoko's jaw dropped.

She jumped up from the bed and rushed in front on you. "You look amazing! Please wear it, please!" She begged. Her hands gripped your shoulders and she shook you gently.

You groaned slightly. "Fine!"

You had to admit, it was incredibly flattering on your body. It hugged your curves in just the right places. How the hell did Shoko know your size and everything, no idea. Although, you were grateful for her.

"Here wear these!" Shoko appeared from your closet. You were lost in admiring the dress you didn't notice she had left your side. She was holding your only pair of baby blue high heels. Why the hell did you even buy them? They almost never went with anything you wore, but this dress... It was perfect.

"They match Satoru's eyes." Shoko mumbled and smirked. You only heard his name and then glanced back at the shoes. Your eyes widening in realization.

"Shoko I swear. I'm not going to seduce him tonight! I've only had one tiny conversation with him." You growl in slight annoyance. Shoko knew you weren't mad though. You never had the heart to be mad at her.

Her head tilted to the side. Confusion all over her face. "When?!" She eagerly awaited your response.

You sit on your bed and take the heels from her. Slipping them over your feet, huffing in annoyance as you couldn't buckle the straps. Shoko noticed your little exhale and knelt down to help you.

You gave her a soft smile and then looked away. "I added him on Insta last night. He added me back like immediately. Then asked me if I was the girl you hang out with." You blushed at the thought of Gojo. What the hell! No! You just met him.

Shoko finished up with your shoes and she smirked up at you. "Told you. I knew he'd wanna talk." She gave you a cheeky smile. Like this was her devious plan all along.

You roll your eyes and stand to your feet. Shoko gawked at you. She gave a little whistle, she always acted like a man towards you. Always buying you these sleazy dresses and then flooding you with compliments. "I love you Sho. Always making me feel so hot." You chuckled softly.

She hugged you from behind playfully. You stared at the two of you in your mirror. "Love you! Also we look so hot right now. Like holy shit!" Shoko gushed out. She heard a ding and spun around to the bed.

You nodded to yourself in agreement, feeling absolutely starstruck at your appearance.

"Hey, Suguru told me they are gonna be at the club soon."

You turned around and nodded to her. You knew Shoko had a bit of a thing for Suguru but she'd never openly admit it. It was so cute seeing her being oblivious to his flirting. They were always seen around campus, you basically third wheeled them. Unless Satoru was with Suguru.

Satoru always tried to start meaningly conversation with you, but you kind of ignored him. It was known around campus that he was a womanizer. Hence why you had no interest in him.

But now? You knew why girls gawked at him. He was incredibly confident, but soooo nonchalant. It was kinda annoying how he'd be so playful with Suguru but be so... indifferent towards you.

You took one last look at your makeup on your phone. The car coming to a halt. Shoko knew you didn't want to be the designated driver again this time, so the two of your ubered.

For some reason you felt on edge. Maybe you should have pregamed before you came.

Satoru and Suguru were in line outside the club. Satoru was on his phone occupied with something, while Suguru was intently looking at every car that approached. The two of you got out of the car.

You straightened your dress and tugged it down softly. Taking a deep breath. Shoko grasped your hand tightly and gave you a soft smile. "Calm down honey, you look stunning." She whispered to you.

She dragged you to the other two. Suguru smiling at Shoko with a heartfelt smile. He opened his arms for her, embracing her in an innocent manner. You gave him a soft wave, he let go of Shoko and hugged your side. Keeping it a respectful touch. "Don't be a stranger!" Geto chuckled.

Shoko rolled her eyes playfully as you hugged his side softly. "Gojo get off that damn phone!" Shoko playfully swatted his wrist. He released from his trance and met her eyes. A playful smirk across his lips.

"My favorite girl!" Gojo exclaimed before hugging her tightly. Shoko looked pissed but gave into his advances. She giggled loudly before he broke the embrace. You looked at Geto and he did not look pleased.

"Have you met-" Shoko said before slapping her forehead. Forgetting they hang out constantly. "Yea! We actually had a conversation last night." Satoru teased you.

You blushed softly and smiled. "Yea haha..." You nervously chuckled before looking away. He was wearing a tight black compression shirt with white slacks. And blacked out sunglasses? It was dark outside? Maybe he was just hiding his identity...

The four of you finally made it inside, after having a painfully long conversation. It made you anxious, you just needed to drink and dance already.

You found a circular booth to fit the group. The boys sat on the edges of the booth, while you and Shoko were sandwiched in the middle. Gojo manspread in his seat, his hand resting on his lap. While Geto placed an arm behind Shoko, sitting somewhat more proper.

Your leg was crossed on over the other, occasionally you would bounce your leg and your heel would graze Gojo's leg. He seemed to not take any notice to it, but it made your heart pound. Holy fuck did he look attractive.

"Would any of you like a drink?" A bottle girl appeared at the booth. Her outfit consisted of basically lingerie with a see through black dress over it. She stared at Satoru, gawking at the muscular man.

"Can we get two vodka redbulls?" Shoko asked. Her gaze adverting to Geto.

He smiled at Shoko before looking at the waitress, trying not to look anywhere but her eyes. "I'll take a beer. I don't care what kind, surprise me." His gaze was back on Shoko.

You looked at Satoru while he ordered. "Uh, can you make a 'sex on the beach'?" He questioned, his gaze wondering over her body. She nodded quickly and he nodded back before turning back to the group.

"That's a girly drink." Geto chuckled lowly. Satoru stretched out his arms, stretching one over the top of the booth above your back. He scoffed and rolled his eyes. Taking his glasses off and setting them down on the table. "It doesn't taste like shit, bitchass." Gojo teased.

Geto palmed his face before turning to Shoko to carry their conversation on.

You looked at Satoru's chest, then slowly up his arms. Finally meeting his face. Fuck! He was already staring into your fucking soul!

He gave you a smirk. "Like what you see?" He teased playfully.

You shook your head and looked away. Hoping he wouldn't see the blush across your face.

He leaned in closer to you. He mumbled your name softly. Making your head turn back to the attractive man. "You look gorgeous by the way." He smirked softly before pulling away. You became flustered by his comment. "T-Thanks." You said sheepishly before giving him a soft smile.

Shivers ran down your spine. The way he said your name made your heart pound in your ears.

Hell, he was a player, for sure. But he was so incredibly hot you couldn't help but feel so attracted to him.

The thought of his stream last night brushed your mind.

You studied Satoru carefully, biting your lip at the thought of his shirtless body.

No! Don't make it awkward!

He smirked at you, breaking your trance. Then with a quick movement the bottle girl placed the drinks on the table. Satoru's eyes never leaving yours.

Saved by the bell! You thanked the woman and took your drink quickly. Fuck this is so embarrassing!

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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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‧₊˚✧[chapter 3]✧˚₊‧

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The club music was loud, the vibrations of the loud music influenced your intoxication. Shoko had taken you to the middle of the dance floor. It was almost embarrassing how she dragged you through everyone.

You could feel the stares burning through your skin. A slight anxious feeling crept up on you, why? Probably because you never had felt this much attention in a while. Of course you were attractive, but you'd never become accustomed to the attention.

"They're playing our song!" Shoko exclaimed, breaking your trance.

You paused for a moment trying to listen to the music starting to play, an excited look spreading across your face. "Baby By Me" by 50 Cent began to play.

Shoko's grip on your hand was tight as she began to yell out the lyrics with you. She was clearly buzzed, but hell who wasn't right now. You let the worries escape your mind as you began to sway to the beat.

Nights like these made you beyond happy. Just you and your best friend against the world.

You had closed your eyes for a moment, letting the music overcome your senses. You had gotten goosebumps from the way you felt way too buzzed, your favorite song blasting in the background, and remembering how hot you had looked.

The only thing that broke your trance was when Shoko's hand left yours. You opened your eyes to find her up against Suguru. She mouthed a "sorry" before he had stolen her from you.

You rolled your eyes playfully and turned to walk back to the table. Only to be met with a rather stout figure stopping your actions. Your eyes had widened slightly and you craned your neck up to meet the figure's eyes.

"I'm so sorry!" You squeaked. The tall man had black hair and dark eyes... He looked actually terrifying. His body was toned and built. He even had a scar on his lip that you could barely make out with the dim lights. "It's okay, beautiful." He rasped out.

Oh shit his voice was sexy...

"Toji," His palm reached for yours. Grabbing it softly and edging it close to his lips. Planting a greeting kiss upon it. "and you?" He smirked softly.

You felt flustered and gave him a weak smile as you said your name. With your hand still in his, he pulled you closer. "Can I buy you a drink?" He offered. His neck craning down to meet the crook of your neck.

You graciously accepted and he led you to the back of the building. Sitting down at one of the barstools, you looked towards your booth. That's weird... Where did he go?

"Beautiful?" Toji called out. You turned your attention back to him. "Oh, sorry. Yea?" You sheepishly spat out.

"I asked what you wanted to drink, hun." He sounded almost impatient? "A vodka red bull please." A soft smile across your lips, trying to deescalate his rather harsh tone.

After a moment, the two of you had gotten your drinks. Toji would not stop talking about himself... It was beginning to become annoying. How could someone so attractive be this fuckin' annoying. You stifled a laugh, thinking back to Satoru. Maybe the two were friends.

"Want to go back to my place?" Toji smirked. You tilted your head and rested your chin on your palm. "I don't do hookups." You giggled softly. Taking this as your chance to make a break for it.

He gave a fake pout and asked again. You declined once more before grabbing your phone and leaving the bar. "Bye, Toji." You said softly with a wave.

You looked down at your phone and texted Shoko quickly. Trying to keep your eyes up and focused on your surroundings. "Help. Creepy man." You texted.

None of the members of your group were at the booth or around you. It made you worry to be alone. A few minutes had gone by when you suddenly jumped. A strong hand gripped your waist and pulled you close to their chest. This man was slimmer, so not Toji.

"Hey. Shoko said you needed help." He whispered into your ear. You sighed in relief realizing it was Satoru. "Thank fuck. Some dude named Toji was up my ass." You whined out.

Satoru led you back to the booth your group had claimed. He helped you sit down carefully, then he followed. Sitting closer than he did earlier. His demeanor had shifted. He didn't stare at you now, he'd only glance at you. His eyes fixed on the dance floor. Clearly, his mind was on everything but you.

"You said his name was Toji?" Satoru broke the silence. He turned his head slightly to you, his eyes just barely meeting yours. "Yea I think. He has black hair and a facial scar."

Satoru nodded and exhaled loudly from his nose. His hand found its way to your knee. His grip was tight... The hell?

Maybe the two of you were just drunk. "Toji is a horrible man. I can only stand his ego for so long." Satoru growled. Uh oh. Here the man himself comes, approaching your booth with a shit eating grin.

"Ah. I see how it is, honey. Gojo fuckin' you good?" Toji snickers. Standing in front of the table now. Satoru had an expressionless face, but his grip on your knee grew tighter. Good thing the table was covering your legs, because Toji would have definitely commented on that.

"Don't speak to her like that. Get outta here Toji." Satoru released his grip on your knee to rise to his feet. He held a protective stance, it was almost hot how he blocked Toji from your view.

"Calm down SixEyed. Wouldn't want to upset the pretty girl." Toji side stepped and crossed his arms. Leaning against the end of the table. Satoru let out an animalistic noise, like a wolf growling over a kill. "Shut your fuckin' mouth!"

"Oh shit!" Suguru's voice appeared behind Toji. He pushed between the two. "Both of you calm down."

Shoko instinctively grabbed your hand and led you away. The boys began to bicker, Satoru holding a menacing look while Toji looked excited. Satoru stepped closer to Toji and Suguru. "Gojo no!" Suguru grabbed Gojo from behind and swung him around. Toji couldn't help but snicker at Satoru's attempt to punch him.

"Outside now!" Geto boomed. He was constantly the mediator for the group, always saving Gojo's ass from getting beat.

Satoru grunted and quickly pushed past the crowd of people staring at the altercation. "Fuckin' Fushiguro. I'll beat that bastard's ass." He growled under his breath. Suguru, Shoko, and you followed the white haired man outside.

"Hey... let's just go back to my house?" You quietly mumbled to Shoko and Suguru. They nodded and the three of you began walking to Satoru's expensive sports car.

You paused for a moment and turned your head to look behind you. Satoru stood against the wall of the club. His arms crossed and his face unreadable. You signaled him to follow with a wave of your hand, to which he slowly made his way towards you.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause this..." You whine. Feeling shameful for embarrassing your friends.

"Don't." Satoru said with a harsh tone. This made your head drop, fuck you fucked up.

He sighed loudly and placed a hand on the small of your back. Rubbing soft circles with his thumb. "Thank you Satoru." You mumbled. Not daring to raise your head.

He hummed in response. Leading you carefully back to his car. You and Gojo were the more intoxicated of the group, so Suguru drove and Shoko accompanied him up front in the passenger seat.

"Gojo you can't be doing that shit!" Suguru sighed heavily. He pinched his nose bridge and started to drive off. Satoru rolled his eyes and placed a hand on your knee. You could feel his body shift in his seat, seemingly relaxing.

"That bastard shouldn't have kept trying to pursue her." Satoru grumbled out. His thumb drew circles on your lower thigh, you wondered if maybe this was his way of self soothing. Your hand slowly traveled to his pointer finger. Taking it in your hand and holding it softly. Giving him a few reassuring squeezes.

Shoko looked at Suguru with a raised brow. "Okay well calm down. She's alright. Thank you for accompanying her though." Shoko said with a weak smile. You nodded to Gojo. Mouthing the words "thank you" again.

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You and Shoko were in your room of your small apartment. About to change out of your club clothes. The air was thick with tension, mostly shame.

"Hey Sho...?" You asked softly, trying to be quiet enough so the boys wouldn't hear. She perked her head up and turned around to face you. "Yea?" She said through a yawn.

"Why'd he get so defensive? We hardly even know each other."

Shoko attempted to cover her smile with her palm. "Y'know he's had his eye on you for a while. Plus Toji is his... competition." She snickered softly. Shoko raised her brows, her smile turning into a shit eating grin.

"As in?" You paused and widened your eyes. "Wait, there's no way Toji is 'Glock19' right?!" Shoko quickly covered your mouth and looked at the door. She then nodded with a giggle.

"He is. Satoru gets upset with him a lot though. Toji always seems to find his way into Satoru's 'flings' pant's." Shoko sighed softly. Uncovering your mouth and walking into your bathroom to change.

Wait. Does that mean Gojo likes you? Maybe not. Maybe he was just in need, he did say in his stream that he was 'pent up'. You shrugged it off with a soft sigh and grabbed your pjs to change into.

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The four of you were sitting on your bed now, luckily you had a king size bed, so everyone fit. Even Satoru and Suguru had room to stretch their rather long legs.

"I have that spare room for Shoko if you two need to stay the night." You said with a cheerful smile. Suguru had went to the corner store to buy more alcohol while you and Shoko were changing earlier. You and Satoru weren't usual drinkers, so Suguru had gotten some cheap wine coolers for you and him.

He made him and Shoko drink some rough liquor, which she had no problem downing it.

Shoko was sitting between Suguru's legs while leaning against his chest. Suguru was laying against your headboard to support himself along with the added weight of your friend. Satoru was sprawled out beside you. Under your covers, as he said he was so cold his dick might fall off.

You were under the covers as well, you had to keep your air conditioning on and your fan to sleep at night, which always made the apartment at least 67º at night. You felt Gojo shift in the bed, then feeling his leg brush against yours.

You were too drunk to even process just how close the white haired man was to you.

You had turned a movie on for the four of you to watch, although it was difficult to hear because Satoru kept mumbling to Suguru about Toji. Satoru was facing towards the end of the bed, his feet facing towards you. Giving you the perfect opportunity to softly slap his calf. "Satoru shut up! I can't hear!" You pouted. Earning a laugh from your friends.

The movie was coming to an end and everyone was feeling rather exhausted. "Me and Sugu will sleep in the spare room. Night guys." Shoko said cheerfully before her and Geto left the room. Giggling about something as they left.

Satoru shifted and got up, now laying beside you in the bed. His tall figure leaning against the headboard. He looked down at you with a pout. "Can I stay in here? I don't want to hear them have sex." He whined.

"I guess." You stifled a giggle. "Keep your hands to yourself though."

He rolled his eyes. "Of course I will, hun." He hummed softly.

A few minutes had gone by of him searching for a movie to put on in the background. Soon he found a boring enough movie to have as background noise, to block out the other two in case they did have sex. The whole situation made you giggle.

You snuggled up against your comforter, covering your chin and down with it. Satoru laid on his side facing you. His bright blue eyes staring at you. Staring into your soul it felt like.

"Fuck you are so beautiful." He mumbled. This caught your attention, which was lost in trying to figure out why he looked so attractive right now.

"Thank you." You let out a soft giggle. Your face was showing obvious signs of being flustered. Hopefully the tv wasn't all that bright to give it away. "Can I ask something?"

Gojo nodded slowly, feeling a bit unsure of where this was going. "I know." You smirked softly and turned your back to him. Hiding your smile with the covers.

Wait fuck why did you even bring this up? Will he get upset or mad at you? Surely not? Fuck this might turn out so bad.

A smirk spread across his lips, you could feel his body weight shift in the bed. He felt closer. His body felt so hot against your back. You could feel his warmth radiating off his body. Fuck he was so close. Why did it suddenly get so hot?

He placed a hand on your shoulder, and brought his lips to the shell of your ear. Your face felt like it was throbbing with anticipation.

"I know. Shoko told me." He purred out. His voice was slurring a bit. Maybe he won't remember this!

Fear spread through your body as his words left his lips. Sending a shiver down your spine. Satoru's breath was hot and coated with the smell of alcohol. It was almost just as intoxicating as the actual alcohol you had drank.

"Goodnight." He whispered before pulling away. His tone was full of ego. Was he proud of himself??

"Night Satoru." You mumbled. Feeling your breath catch in your throat. Soon silence enveloped your room. It wasn't awkward silence, just comforting quietness. Satoru had laid back against his pillow, a soft huff escaping his lips.

After about an hour you had fallen asleep, with an insane amount of tossing and turning. Satoru noticed you were finally comfortable. The only reason was because you kept scooting closer to him.

It was almost painful how close you were, but yet not making contact with him.

He used all of his strength to control his urge to hold you. He had always hoped this moment would come, once his odd obsession with you began, which was around two years ago when you met Shoko.

Satoru was about to drift off into sleep when your body turned around to face him. Wrapping your arm around his waist instinctively. His eyes widened a bit before he relaxed. Taking in the warmth of your body.

"Mmmm Toru." You mumbled through your sleep. He closed his eyes tightly and pulled you flush against the side of his chest. Pushing his head into his pillow, trying to constrain himself. Your leg intertwined itself around his, putting half your body on top of his.

Satoru softly stroked your back, rubbing his small circles with his thumb. "Fuck you look so peaceful..." He strained out under his breath.

As your nuzzled your head against his chest and soothed yourself back into a deep sleep, Satoru finally found himself drifting off as well.

This would be the best sleep of your life, since you left your ex boyfriend, and fuck was Satoru so much better than him in every way.

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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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‧₊˚✧[chapter 5]✧˚₊‧

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Satoru had carried you to your bedroom, pushing your body backwards against the cold wood door. Your hand reached below yourself to lock the door, not wanting another repeat of this morning to happen.

Your legs hugging his waist tightly, his hands gripping tightly into the flesh of your ass. Neither of you wanting to break the close contact with each other.

The whole scene looked sloppy, but in a way romantic.

Like two lovers seeing the other after months of being away. It’s exactly what it felt like too. Satoru had been keeping a close eye on you for months. Not feeling hopeful for an interaction with you, especially after the last time he had seen you and Shoko.

To which you were almost completely ignoring him. He just would not stop staring at you with those damned eyes.

That’s when you had a weird dream about him. The two of you were in a field of flowers, a blanket beneath your two bodies, and a dark sky. It seemed like you were stargazing. But all you could admire was the handsome man beside you.

The way his eyes almost glowed under the moonlight, and the way his chest rose and fell with such calmness.

Honestly the feeling was weird, you had woken up from your sleep with a harsh pant. Have you developed feelings for this so-called womanizer?

The position you were in right now made it seem surreal. Everything felt weird.

Of course you wanted this with him right now, you could not turn down a hookup after going months without a man’s touch. Which, yes sounds desperate but you could feel the pent up stress building. It was almost as tall as a two story building. You need a release. Sadly, Gojo is the man to do it.

Satoru pressed your hips down in a sudden movement, breaking you from the trance of emotions. The friction made you exhale softly, almost a whisper.

He pulled away from your neck, removing his lips with a string of saliva connecting your skin to his. “Do you still want to?” He said breathlessly.

You nodded your head and tilted it softly to the side. Confusion coming across your face.

“I do… Why’d you ask?” You mumble. Feeling just as breathless as him. The foreplay was getting your aching thighs and your clothed sex as needy as ever. Damn you really needed this.

Gojo shifted his weight and spun you around. Taking you to your bed. Then turning around and sitting on the edge of it, now putting you in his lap.

“You spaced out, and I wanted to make sure.” He gave a soft smile. You didn’t think he’d be like this, after what he said earlier, how he promised to make you forget everything but his name. It was odd seeing him so… Sweet?

This was basic human decency. Something your ex was never keen on, Satoru was treating you like you mattered right now. Which made your cunt throb. It really didn’t take much to turn you on anymore. The man underneath you being Satoru, didn’t make it too hard either.

You nodded your head and leaned in to kiss his lips. “I want this.” You mumble against his now open mouth.

His hands shifted across your torso, one staying against the plush of your ass, while the other traveled under your shirt.

A soft grin spread across Satoru’s face, lifting your shirt up to reveal your chest.

Once you realized why he was grinning, embarrassment wept over you. “I didn’t expect-” Gojo cut you off quickly. Putting a tender kiss on the laced hem of your bralette. “It’s hot.” He murmured through kisses.

You truly didn’t expect to have sex with Satoru while he was over, you just hadn’t done any laundry and the only bra and underwear that was clean in your dresser… Was a matching lace set.

It was only clean because one, you didn’t expect any visitors, two, you had only worn it once after your ex demanded you buy a nice set for him, and three, it was uncomfortable.

But the way Gojo was placing passionate, wet kisses along the tops of your breasts made the tight fabric erase from your attention.

It was truly a sight to see. One of his palms softly groped your breast while his lips sucked on the top of your other. You could feel that he was leaving a hickey, and if you were to wear a lowcut shirt everyone would see it. The butterflies in your stomach made their presence known as the goosebumps rose on your skin.

You couldn’t help the furious blush across your features at this moment. Soft whines and huffs would leave your lips when he reached a sweet spot, not even undoing your bralette to reveal your nipples yet.

Then Satoru’s hand crept around your chest and felt for the clasp of the bra. Unhooking the metal clasps with just one hand. Oh… He’s probably done this before. Lots and lots of other desperate women, just like… You?

Satoru moved his head back to take in your body, just staring at you with a hunger for more.

In a shy manner, you slid down your bra, off your shoulders. Unknowingly in a relatively slow way. Making Satoru think you were strip teasing him. There were no complaints from him, he was more than enjoying himself. The pre-cum leaking from his tip and through his sweatpants were proof.

He bit his lip and ran a finger over your nipple, making you shiver. Quickly looking away from him, you tried to conceal the soft moan escaping your lips.

You felt his free hand shift from your ass to your chin. Turning your gaze to meet his. “Fuckin’ beautiful, love.” He purred.

You let out a nervous giggle in response to his compliment before he suddenly flipped your bodies. Now you were laying on your back, while he hovered on top of your body. The plush of your duvet covers surrounding you in warmth.

Satoru slowly brought his lips back to your breasts, this time placing kitten licks across your erect nipples. Making your back arch off the bed ever so slightly. Then he began to suck. “F-Fuck…Please T-Toru…!” A moan escaped your lips as he nibbled on your bud.

One of his hands traveled down your abdomen. Creating a fire in its wake.

His soft hands tugged on your shorts, pulling them down just enough to where you could take them off with your legs.

“A matching set? Sure you didn’t plan this?” He chuckled softly as his fingers grazed across the lace hem of your panties. You grabbed his head and brought him close to your lips. “S-Shut up.” You whined.

His lips roughly pushed into yours. Pushing his fingers down along the soaked fabric of your red underwear, that were now a variation of maroon around your cunt.

Satoru’s hands were precise, he knew exactly where to touch you. His fingers circled your throbbing clit with a soft motion. Earning a loud gasp into his mouth.

He took this as an invitation to stick his tongue into you. You swirled your tongue around his, attempting to get him closer, which is nearly impossible.

In your attempt to gain more friction, your hips rutted against his fingers. The motion causing his fingers to push against your clit perfectly. You whispered his name through a moan as your legs shook softly.

You could feel his lips curve into a smirk as he felt the soft quiver of your thighs. His fingers hooked onto your underwear before pulling them to the side. Letting his fingers brush against the entrance to your cunt.

He was teasing you. His fingers gathered the slick liquid from your folds and dragged them up to your clit. “Please, Toru.” You whimpered against his lips.

His lips broke contact with yours as he gazed down at you. “Please what, sweetheart?”

“Stop teas-, Mmph!” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before his fingers slipped into your dripping entrance. A loud moan came from your throat, a desperate moan.

“So wet f’me.” He purred. Satoru always was extremely cocky, but during sex it was almost embarrassing how dominant he was. You couldn’t help but feel shameful for how submissive you felt. Maybe not having sex for months was a bad idea.

You tried your best to hum a response but you only let out an airy moan. The way his fingers curled up to hit every spot you couldn’t, made you breathless.

“S’toru…Please.” You slurred out. He thrusts his fingers harder into your cunt, and his thumb moved to stroke circles around your clit. You could feel the familiar heat building up in your stomach. The walls of your sex clenched around his fingers, wanting more and more, like a greedy slut.

“So needy, baby.” He mumbled against your ear.

You let out a shameless moan as he curled his fingers up again. “Fu-, Hah, W-Wait!” You whine. The heat becoming a more prominent feeling in your cunt.

Gojo smirked against your neck and pulled his fingers out. Leaving you softly trembling from the lack of fullness. “Already gonna cum?” His lips leaving a faint love bite on the soft flesh of your neck. You felt embarrassed, the heat that built up felt different than usual. You felt like you were going to pee?! Wait! Was he seriously going to make you squirt for the first time ever in your life with just his fingers?!

His body sat up, and moved off the bed. Pulling his sweatpants down along with his boxers. You made an effort to remove your underwear but he stopped you. “Keep ‘em on. You look fuckin’ sexy with ‘em.”

Only a nod was your response. Too mesmerized by his heavenly toned body. You had seen his dick before but that was only on camera. He was so much bigger in person…

Satoru grabbed your thighs and pulled your body to the edge of the bed. His hands then moved to either side of you, leaning down to meet your face.

He used one hand to move your panties to the side before pushing his flushed tip against your clit. Gathering what slick you had, and rubbing it down his dick.

A breathy groan came from him, after he finally touched himself. Relieving the throbbing sensation from his cock. Gojo then slid his dick down to meet your entrance. “Please…” You whined. Your sex drive had never really been this high before. It was honestly odd how much you were begging for anything really today.

Satoru leaned his head down to meet your gaze, his blue eyes gleaming with lust.

“I’ll go slow, it might hurt.” He mumbled before placing a soft kiss upon your plush lips.

His hips bucked forward slowly and the tip of his cock pushed inside your now throbbing cunt. The two of you somewhat moaned in sync as he pushed his dick farther and farther inside.

Honestly it was difficult feeling the slight sting around your cunt, his dick was thick, thicker than anyone you had sex with in the past. The slight curve to the left made his tip kiss your g-spot with ease.

You let out a soft cry when you felt it. This was new to you, and unexplainably pleasing. It was almost like he was made for your cunt.

“Y-You okay?” Gojo’s voice was strained. Everytime he moved an inch, he could feel your walls clamping around his cock tightly. Pulling him in more and more, until he pressed against your cervix.

If he wasn’t controlling himself, he would definitely cum right now. His dick throbbed with a need for release but he couldn’t give in right now.

You nodded softly. Your eyelids barely able to stay open, a cockdrunken look on your face already. “Mhm. F-Faster… Please?” You managed to choke out.

His thrusts were so agonizingly slow. It felt amazing but you needed more of him. You already felt so full with his cock inside of your cunt, but the way his tip would kiss against your cervix every time his hips met yours, drove you mad.

Satoru straightened himself back upwards and held onto your hips tightly. His pace was picking up quickly, almost on the verge of losing control. He was utterly obsessed with you now. Obsessed with everything…

Especially the way your walls kept clenching around him every time his balls would slap against your skin. Every time he thrust his cock back in, it was like you didn’t want him to pull back out.

Shameless groans and grunts escaped his lips. His eyes glued to the scene below him. You sopping wet cunt sucking his cock in. The bed had started to become damp from the sweat he was building up, pre-cum and your pussy.

The way breathless moans and whimpers left your mouth made him weak in the knees. The way you muttered his name, almost made him cum.

“Mmph! ‘To-Toru, Hah- Harder!” You whined desperately. His hand shifted your body with ease, pulling your ass closer to the edge of the bed. He pushed your legs over his shoulders, which to be honest you didn’t know you could do.

Then he began to fuck you with an animalistic pace, and roughness. Every thrust hitting the sensitive spots just right, that feeling from earlier arising again.

“Fuck. Baby I’m tryin’ so hard… N-Not to cum.” Satoru let out a whimper. A hot fucking sound you’d never get over. Truth be told he had never made that sound for anyone ever, but there was something about you…

“Sa-Satoru!” You tried to muffle the pornographic moan leaving your lips. You tried to tell him you felt close but before you could, your high had already approached.

He knew it too. Your cunt clamped down around him tightly and your walls throbbed furiously.

A fucked out smirk across his face. “Cum for me.” He purred through a rough grunt. Using one hand to gently rub your clit, while the other traveled up to roll your nipple with his fingers.

Your entire body felt like it was taking a screenshot over his overstimulating actions. “Y-Yes sir, M-Mmph!”

You swear you heard him growl after those words left your lips. His thrusts became rougher only making you finally reach your high. Your walls clenched hard around his dick. Fluid squelching from your cunt and all over the both of you.

He stopped in his tracks. His eyes were a bit wide now. “Did… Did I just make you squirt?” He mumbled, his eyes focused on the messy scene below him.

Your face became even more red. You didn’t think it was possible to have such a soul shattering orgasm before. “M-Maybe?” You panted.

Satoru picked up his thrusts again, this time slower, because he was about to cum and because he knew you’d be sensitive now.

“That was… My first time…” You groaned as he shifted inside of your cunt, pressing against a now highly sensitive spot.

Gojo let out a loud groan and quickly covered his lips with his hand. Was he embarrassed? “P-Please let me cum i-in you…” He whimpered. His legs were starting to tremble with how hard he was holding back his orgasm.

You wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him into a sloppy kiss. “A-Ah-, Toru please cum in me-, mmph! I need you…” You moaned desperately against his lips.

When those words left your mouth, you could feel his cock throbbing and pouring out his orgasm to paint your cunt. “Fuckkkk!” He groaned against your tongue. It felt like he had came so much it filled you to the brim.

Neither of you moved for a few minutes, both breathless and legs feeling weak. Finally with a slow shift, he pulled out of you.

“Holy fuck…” You panted softly. He let out an airy chuckle before reaching for your hand. Satoru helped you sit up carefully, then stand up, so he could aid you in walking to the bathroom.

“That was the best sex I've ever had.” He said shyly while rubbing his neck. Looking at the two of you in the mirror with pride. Both covered in visible hickeys and bite marks. You nodded in agreement. “Honestly… Me too.” You gave him a weak smile before starting the shower.

His cum and your juices spilled down your thighs, and it was a sight to see. Satoru couldn’t help but stare. He felt like he was high. There was really no telling just how obsessed with you he was.

As you stepped into the shower to avoid his gawking, you heard him turning on the sink faucet. “Toru, get in here.” You giggled softly before opening the shower curtain a bit.

He flashed you a wide smile before hurrying to get into the shower with you. It was so intimate in the shower. He helped wash your body, and you did the same. Neither of you able to stop smiling.

Maybe meeting Satoru Gojo was your dream come true. He felt like the perfect man, and maybe he was, but a small part of you couldn’t help but feel insecure… Everyone called him a ‘womanizer’, but what if he really was…?

Little did you know Satoru was actually obsessed with you. You were all he thought about. He would make up lies that he was fucking tons of girls, just to try and get over the fact that he couldn’t have you at that moment.

But now that Gojo has you, he never would let you go. You were his perfect missing puzzle piece. He truly was not the man you thought he was. You were his soft spot.

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