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THE FUCKIN ENDING LMAOOO

my strange addiction – s. gojo

PAIRINGS: dbf!gojo x fem!reader , light naoya x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS: sometimes you just have to take matters into your own hands

WARNINGS: age gap (reader is early 20s, gojo is in his 40s), matsurbation, voyeurism, fingering, slight over stim, pet names (princess, baby girl), hair pulling, clothed sex, daddy & mommy kink, virginity loss, dacryphilia, breeding kink, gojo’s a lil mean, creampie, panty thief gojo, unedited

WORD COUNT: 2.9k

for @cherryshigaraki 's SOM Collab!

no beta, we die like men

Every year your father had all his friends over at the end of summer break before they went back to teaching. Every year you were told to come, even though you should really be moving into your small apartment that was ten minutes from campus. But, you always found yourself there and there was only one reason as to why. Your father's best friend, Gojo Satoru.

Growing up, you'd always had an innocent crush on him. With his snow white hair and bright blue eyes with a carefree smile and contagious laugh to match. But, that school-girl crush morphed into something much less pure as you filled out. You were barely eighteen when your skirts got a little shorter and tops got tighter around him. He barely glanced at you. The day that all changed was a get together from two years ago.

While everyone was downstairs laughing at some stupid joke that your dad told, you had been in your room, pouting about once again not catching Gojo’s eye. He was always with some new girl who was half his age, so why wouldn't he even look at you? Was it because he's your father’s best friend? Was it because he never saw you as anything other than a child who used to throw sand at him?

You hated how easily his smile made you melt, and how weak in the knees you got when that smile was directed at you. You wanted him to acknowledge you, to notice you were just as beautiful, if not more, than the girls he always had on his arm. You hated that he didn't touch you or kiss you like the other women, and that your crush on him was so unrequited it was embarrassing for you.

All you wanted was just one chance. As your pouting turned into longing, you found yourself curious on what his hands would feel like on you, inside you. Your hands roamed your own body at the thought, toying with yourself while you pictured it was him. Your soft whimpers were inaudible to those downstairs, but not to Gojo, who was outside your door. He'd come to say goodbye to you, but had stopped short when he heard your moans.

Peeking through the small crack in the door, he could see what you were doing. Legs spread apart as you curled your own fingers into your tight cunt. His breathing hitched as he unconsciously moved forward, his hand pressing flat against the door to push it open. This was the moment he looked past his best friend's kid and saw you as a legal adult, especially as his cock grew hard at the sight of you.

The squeak of the door moving had you startled, jumping and trying to cover what he'd already seen. But it was too late. Words flew out of your mouth, stuttered and so jumbled that you were incoherent. Your hands shook as he approached you, a sly smirk tugging at his lips.

Your face was burning in embarrassment as you tried to hide behind your hands. Gojo chuckled, pulling them away from you, “Don't get shy on me now, princess. Let me help you.”

He pushed your legs apart, his hands running over your skin so soft, it left goosebumps in his wake. As they trailed over your sensitive bud, you couldn't help the whine that passed through your lips. He stared at you intently, his gaze so intense you couldn't force yourself to look away as he dipped a finger into you.

The laughter downstairs never died down, but your pretty noises grew louder, masked by those who were inebriated.

From then on, he was constantly teasing you. When he should be working, when you should be focusing in class. For a man who was grown, he still acted like a teenager and thought with the wrong head. He'd send unsolicited dick pics while you were in school, he'd drive up on weekends to have a little fun before going back home. He'd tease you at the get-togethers, his hand snaking up your thigh under the table as everyone ate and laughed together.

It was exhilarating, it was exciting, yet you were not completely satiated because he had yet to go all the way with you. For how shameless he was in his behavior, it was like he just refused to go further with you. He'd much rather get you off than himself. Now, you normally wouldn't complain about this, but it had been two years of fooling around and nothing else.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, because he wanted that more than anything. But, he knew he had very little self control and that if he allowed himself, he'd breed your tight, virgin cunt until you were crying and begging him to stop. If anything came from that, someone would have to tell his best friend since high school. That would not be a pleasant conversation.

Regardless, you allowed it to continue. That was, until now.

You had been home all summer, Gojo coming over on the weekends with a woman you'd never seen before. It pissed you off to no end, and by the time the get together rolled around, you had already formed a little plan on how to retaliate against him. It involved a foul mouthed, sexist Zen'in who thought he could get whoever he wanted.

As your father grilled out and everyone conversed while waiting, you hung off Zen'in Naoya’s arm despite the unamused looks from your dad and the enraged ones from Gojo. When you noticed this, you slightly distanced yourself. Your dad would chalk this up to you being under the influence, even though you hadn't had a single drop of alcohol. Gojo, on the other hand, had an idea as to what was going on.

He kept his eye on you all night, causing Iori to grow annoyed as the sun set. The minute he could no longer find you or Naoya, he was rushing into the house. Imagine his surprise when he walked into the living room to find you and Naoya on the couch, his hand up your skirt and tongue down your throat.

“Get lost, Zen'in,” Gojo snapped, his hand clamping down on the other man’s shoulder before roughly yanking him away from you. Naoya stumbled before grumbling under his breath and going back outside. Gojo then roughly yanked you up by your arm, dragging you towards the stairs. You didn't even fight him on it, knowing he was right where you wanted him.

He pushed you into the nearest room, kicking the door closed. He felt along the wall for the switch but you grabbed his arm.

“We’re in dad’s room,” You told him, knowing if he turned on the light, they could see it from outside. Not only would he ruin your plans, they'd know you two were in here. “You can yell at me in my room.”

“I don't think so, baby girl,” Gojo took a step forward, causing you to take a step back. “Not until you tell me why you were leeching off Zen’in like some sort of slut?”

“Because you brought yours here,” You stated matter-of-factly, folding your arms over your chest, even though he couldn't see you. He knew you had a smug look on your face, just by the tone of your voice. He took another step forward, cupping your cheek in his hand.

"Aw, is my little princess upset that she wasn't getting my attention?” He mocked, his hand moving from your cheek to tightly twist through your hair. He pulled you closer, hot breath gently fanning your face as his faux sympathetic tone dropped, “That doesn't mean you get to slut yourself out to Zen’in Naoya to get it.”

You scoffed, irritated that he had easily taken control of the situation. You opened and closed your mouth a few times like a fish out of water, not knowing what to say and blurting out the first rebuttal that came to mind, “Oh yeah? At least Naoya puts out.”

Gojo froze, his breath hitching at your words. His fingers curled tighter around your locks, his demeanor going from mad to livid with just a few simple words.

At least Naoya puts out.

“And you think he can fuck you better than I can?” Satoru seethed, pushing you back until you were falling onto your father's mattress, your skirt riding up. He hovered over you, taking his free hand and running his thumb over your panties. “You're not even wet. How's he supposed to get you off if he can't even turn you on?”

You cringed at the tugging of your hair, pain shooting towards your scalp. Gojo was unbothered, his anger taking control of him as he roughly tugged your panties to the side and plunged a finger into you. You whimpered at how rough he was being, a dark chuckle falling off his lips.

“What?” He glowered, his eyes finally adjusting to the dark room as he roughly pushed another finger inside you. “Is the little princess gonna cry? Throwing a tantrum won't get you anywhere. Be a big girl and use your words.”

You made a strangled noise, wincing again at his movements. You were unable to speak, slightly arching your back while he harshly curled his fingers against your walls. Your mouth fell open, the words you wanted to say refusing to come out.

“Since you can't answer me, I'm going to tell you what’ll happen,” His voice dropped, more menacing than it was before. “I'm gonna fuck you so good, everyone outside will hear you. Think I give a shit if your dad walks through that door? Maybe I want him to walk in and have him see me breeding his little girl.”

The moan that left your mouth at his words was pathetic, a dark chuckle falling from his lips in response.

Of all the times he's blatantly checked you out in front of your dad, smacked your ass at parties, and pulled you to the bathroom any time he was visiting your dad, he's never once been this mean.

“Gojo, please–” Your choked words came to an abrupt halt as his free hand came up to play with your clit. Tears welled in your eyes at the sensation, legs already shaking as he pushed you towards your orgasm. You closed your eyes, a lone tear falling from the corner.

He smirked, working his fingers even faster at the sight as he leaned down and muttered, “You cryin’? Little princess doesn't like when I'm mad, does she?”

Another whimper left your mouth as you tightly gripped the sheets underneath you, feeling a tight knot building up and quickly releasing. You tightened around his fingers, coating them with your slick. Your sharp pants filled the room as you rode out your high, Satoru slowing his pace.

“Such a good girl,” He cooed, pulling his hands away from you and gripping your panties before roughly tugging them down your legs. He tossed them aside before undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. “Think you're ready, princess?”

You nodded, opening your eyes to seeing him pushing himself between your thighs, lining up with your entrance. He teased you, rubbing his cock over your soft folds as he leaned over you, lips barely brushing over yours.

Your breath hitched before he gently kissed you. You barely registered what he’d done before he pulled away and whispered against your mouth, “Daddy's gonna take good care of you, baby girl.”

He slowly slipped into you, stopping to let you adjust once he met resistance. You groaned as he thrusted into you further, pain mixing in with pleasure. Tears resurfaced, slowly rolling down your cheeks as you tried to ignore it.

“Fuck, you're so tight,” Satoru cursed, his eyes falling shut. “Relax, princess. You keep squeezing me like that, and I’ll cum.”

You recalled his words from earlier, slowly bringing your legs up and wrapping them around his waist. He moaned, allowing himself to bottom out inside you. You were really pushing his buttons, making it hard for him to not cum on the spot. To not keep going until he came again.

“Do it,” You mumbled, clenching around him.

His head was spinning as he slowly started thrusting, dragging his cock along your gummy walls, “S’That what you want? Want daddy to fill you up? Want me to make you a mommy?”

“Y-yes,” You whined, squirming underneath him as if you were trying to get him to go faster.

He caught your chin with his index finger and thumb, slowly rolling his hips against you, “Look at you, crying so pretty for me. Think you can use your words for me too, mommy?”

You let a choked noise escape you, before gasping out, “Yes. Yes, daddy.”

His head was reeling, picking up his pace. Your words had him right on the edge, his lack of rhythm giving him away. You moaned underneath him as he reached his high, your legs locking around him to pull him in closer. He panted heavily as he emptied his hot seed inside you. You squeezed around him, milking what you could from him. He grabbed your legs, untangling them from around his waist. He pushed them back, catching his breath as he stared down at you.

“Your turn, baby girl,” He cooed, once again rocking his hips with a teasing pace. It was almost as if he were antagonizing you, wanting you to beg him for it. He was still hard, still relishing in having you underneath him, tears staining your cheeks from him stretching you out. God, you looked absolutely stunning from his point of view. “Want you to cum for daddy.”

You made a strained noise, back arching before you whined out, “Satoru, please. Wanna cum on your cock.”

“Tell me how you want it, princess,” He teased, pushing into you until he bottomed out, the tip of his cock brushing against your cervix. A shaky whimper pushed past your lips, his hand grabbing onto yours and pinning it above your head as he slowly pulled back and sank into you again. “You want it nice and slow, just like this?”

You swallowed thickly, eyes slowly closing as you tried to memorize how he felt inside you. How you throbbed around him and sucked him in when he tried to pull out. He hooked his free arm under your leg, his rhythm becoming quicker. You let out a yelp, lifting your hips as he found that sweet spot.

“Like that,” You told him breathlessly, arching your body against his. Your toes curled as he quickly rocked into you, a high-pitched moan leaving your mouth. “Right there, Satoru.”

His lips came crashing down against yours, grinding into you as you kissed him back. Each time he hit that weak point, little mewls fell from your lips which spurred him on even faster. Besides, he had to make this quick. Utahime was downstairs, not that she was his girlfriend but Gojo did bring her, and your father was too. They'd know something was up, no matter how much anyone had to drink.

“Satoru,” A needy whine left you as you broke off the kiss, feeling yourself slowly getting closer to your own orgasm. “Please. Don't stop.”

He roughly pounded into your tight cunt, a guttural moan leaving him as your grip around his cock became stronger, “You gonna cum, baby?”

You gave a high pitched hum in response, “M’Gonna cum, daddy.”

Gojo’s thrusts became deeper, quicker as the room filled with nothing but your pleasured noises and skin slapping together. You sucked in a deep breath, feeling your release building as your walls clamped down tightly around him. His name fell off your lips like music to his ears, airless yet whiney as you soaked in the euphoria he was making you experience.

You cried out his name as you came, your body twisting in sharp spasms while your eyes rolled back. You trembled violently as he kept going, chasing his own high that approached all too quickly.

“Fuck, princess,” Gojo rasped out, his words slurring, “M’Gonna fill you up, and you're not gonna waste a single drop.”

You couldn't even respond as he finished, his cock twitching inside you as he spilled hot, white slick along your walls. You two barely had time to catch your breath before you heard your dad yelling for Gojo as he entered the house. The two of you looked at each other with wide eyes before scrambling to get up. You found your panties as Satoru slid his underwear and pants back up, fixing his belt in a hurry. He turned, taking the lace from your fingers before stuffing them in his pocket.

You couldn't even question him as he dragged you to the door. Your heart was racing as he reached for the door knob, opening the door only to be met with your father's murderous glare. His nostrils flared as he tried to reign in his anger. “Satoru, what the fuck were you two doing in there?”

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