The cold, prune-like silk sheet of the futon crumbled further in your grasp, sweat and sex lingering in the air with condensed spots of cum created a tapestry on the mattress reminding you of where you were. Whose bed you were on. Satoru’s.
The cognoscenti of physics, had himself imprisoned because of the upcoming test. Syllabus unfinished. Answers seemingly incorrect causing malaise. He was suffering, despite being known for scoring near perfect numbers on papers. And you had the audacity to push away the books and stain your academic rival with kisses that led to some steamy sex.
Your face hidden atop your folded arms, eyes closed while moans of pleasure escaped. His cock was buried in the feline arch of your pussy, swollen veins brushing against your tight walls. Coating him wet. Embracing him. Too firm. Too much to have him groan more than usual.
His minty breath pressed hot near your ear. Saliva coated lips biting the tip of your lobe. Tongue darting out to trace the outline making you clutch the sheets deeper.
“Damn, why are your–hah–walls gripping me so tight like this t’day” He chuckled to rib out of disbelief. “I just wanted you, so bad—hnngh” A pitched whimper of yours muffled in to the mess. “Mhm, sure you did”
His pace increased, his pelvis bruising the meat of your ass while his snow-kissed hands slithered away from your hips to your breasts. A handful of squeeze done intentionally to make you screech from the pain infused with pleasure.
“Go d–deeper. p–please. please hm.” Your masochism requesting. “If my dick goes any deeper, touches your cervix, you will get hurt. You will bleed. It’s not a good idea”. Of course, him and his wisdom.
You turned your face to see him through tear misted eyes. His milk cheeks blossomed with pink, glasses sat slightly crooked on the slope of his nose, head tilted back with half lidded eyes and lips bitten from orgasmic feeling. “Hah—hah, S-Satoru”.
Your eyes closed again, intently feeling him now. His cock still pounding in to you but slow, punchy thrusts with strings of cum. Pussy lips slobbering on him, clenching. “Made you forget about the test hmngh” You muttered.
You were off to Dreamland. A lustful trance where he spills his warm cum in to you. Pumps the remaining out to smother your raw cunt. A kiss shared of only tongues, no meeting of the lips. His erect dick slips inside you again, inside the smeared folds, not caring if your pussy could take it. Not caring if he wore another condom. Just breeding you. Letting the sinner prevail over his sainthood and—oh.
That is when you felt it. The kiss of a cold wetness gliding against your back. Too cold compared to the warm sweat coating your back. “Damn it, still can’t figure this out”.
Your eyes opened. A black marker wrapped between his fingers, his lips held hostage between his teeth and a furrow of eyebrows. “What the hell, Gojo?”
Anger palpating inside you but the question came out in a cadence of sheer shell-shock and confusion. instead of being abased, satoru gleamed his blue eyes with such innocence as if his veracity could justify. His penetration hadn’t stopped, no, not at all. there were languid yet deep pushes inside, his cockhead smooching with your spot, dick in and out with plop sounds.
“I don’t get it — how am I supposed to write the wavefunction for n” The marker stitched between his fingers as he pressed it’s tip on your back with such staidness. his bleached brows furrowed further as he wrote down the formulas, his thrusts almost halting. “Are you seriously solving questions on me while giving me backshots?”
A complete stop. No movement. Only your galled cadence echoed while his eyes widened. Momentarily. “Well, duh”
“Sorry but I really need to study for the test” He meticulously positioned the thin handles of his frame then resuming back to the intruding activity of ‘solving equations’. You shivered, goosebumps invading when you felt another cruise of ink numbering against your skin alongside his recommenced pounds.
1-3 part fanfictions about your favorite JJK characters with any genre.
Minors DNI
Characters I NOT write about: Mahito, Kenjaku, Jogo, Hanami, or Haruta/ponytail boy.
Things I WILL NOT write about: minor x adult (even if their 17), vore, incest.
Things I WILL write about: Aged up characters, age gaps (Nothing below 18 years), gore, angst, AUs (Example: College Au ft. Nerdjo, Fratjo, Punk Nerdjo), LGBTQ+, requests
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