WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT
MINORS DNI
PAIRING: TEEN GOJO SATORU X OC
When Aanchal walked into Amanai Riko's half destroyed flat after engaging in a fight with a Q curse group member, she wasn't expecting her boyfriend Gojo Satoru to be holding the said girl in his arms…bridal style.
Aanchal's sea green eyes twitched in annoyance at the sight. She ran a hand through her short shoulder length raven black hair, her sea green eyes glued to Satoru.
"You okay Aanchal?" Suguru asked concerned and Aanchal gave him a smile, Suguru did not need to know what went through her mind right now. "Yes, I am perfectly fine, as a matter of fact, I just need to talk to Satoru about something."
The mention of his name had Satoru looking up into Aanchal's sea green eyes through his sunglasses. She was looking at him with a sweet smile, but her eyes told him that he had fucked up bad.
He gently laid Riko down, as Aanchal gestured him to follow her. They walked into an adjoining room, it just so happened to be a spare bedroom and Aanchal closed the door behind her.
The moment she turned to look at Satoru, her smile had vanished and her eyes were cold. "Sit." She ordered as she pushed Satoru on the bed with her heeled foot.
Aanchal was in her regular uniform, which consisted of a white shirt tucked in a black high waisted mini skirt paired with knee length black boots and a katana holstered at her waist. She unclipped the katana, setting it on a chair gently and turned back to Satoru.
She placed her foot on his chest and spoke, her voice low and cold. "What exactly were you doing holding that girl like that?" She was pissed in the worst way possible and Satoru gulped, he knew what was coming next.
"I…" he tried to speak, but no words came out of his mouth. Aanchal scowled as she pressed her foot against his chest harder. "You what? Tsk tsk you've been a bad boy." She shook her head in disappointment, her voice low and sultry.
"I guess I'll have to just remind you who owns you." She purred seductively as she leaned closer to his lips, he was breathing heavily, he knew he fucked up and now he would pay.
"Wait, I'm sorry…I…" Satoru stuttered but Aanchal placed a finger on his lips. "Shhh. Let your mistress take care of you puppet. Now be a good boy for me, or else~" her threat hung in the air as Satoru gulped again.
She took off his sunglasses, tossing them to a side, careful not to break them. She looked into his eyes, sea green meeting crystal blue. Satoru averted his eyes and looked down at his lap. Aanchal harshly grabbed his chin as she forced him to look up, she had enough of his defiance. "Look at me boy."
When sea green met crystal blue once again she smirked cruelly. "Look at you~ isn't this a pretty sight? The great Gojo Satoru is all at my mercy. I wonder how you'll react if someone were to come in and see you like this." She chuckled, Satoru was completely at her mercy as of now. "Your wish is my command, my Queen." Satoru muttered submissively. It was quite funny to her, the usually boisterous and dominating Gojo Satoru, completely at her mercy.
"Now then~" she purred as she took off her belt and tied his hands together while pushing him on the bed and getting on top of him, straddling his hips. She knew he was aroused by this, she could feel his erection straining through his pants. Satoru's breathing was erratic and his pupils were dilated with lust.
"Who do you belong to? C'mon tell me, don't be so shy baby boy, you weren't this shy holding that girl." She growled lowly as she pressed her lips against his aggressively while grinding her hips against his.
"You…I belong to you mistress." Satoru managed to gasp out. She chuckled sadistically as she pressed her lips against his throat, sucking and biting down, leaving her mark there. "That's right, you're mine. All mine~" She smiled possessively as she attached her lips to his neck, kissing and nibbling.
Her hands wandered all over his body, unbuttoning his uniform jacket and shirt. She didn't untie his hands though. She ran her fingers over his exposed chest and Satoru shuddered under her.
"Mistress…I please. Moree…" Satoru was moaning and completely submissive at this point. Aanchal chuckled. "More what puppet, use words." She said as she continued to mercilessly tease him. "Need…to be…in you…" Satoru gasped out between moans, she could feel his cock throbbing against his core and it turned her on.
"But my puppet, you made your mistress jealous. I don't think you deserve this." She mused, her voice cruel and sultry. "Noooo…m'sorry didn't mean it…a good boy mistress…" Satoru mumbled as he drifted in and out of consciousness. And Aanchal felt bad now. She knew he was sensitive so she decided to just spare him.
"Are you sure you understand puppet? Well I've marked you up good so far." She leaned back to admire her handiwork. Satoru was lying on the bed, flushed, breathing erratic, with marks littering on his throat, neck and chest. "Yess please my Queen…need to feel you around mee." Satoru whined, giving her the puppy eyes and Aanchal caved. "Okay pretty boy, now just stay still, hmm?" She said as she got up, unbuckled his pants and pulled them down to his ankles along with his boxers.
His majestic cock sprang out of its confinement and slapped against his lower stomach, the head was an angry red and it was leaking precum. He was glorious, big in both length and girth with a single vein running along the underside of it. She grinned as she squeezed his cock, moans slipped past Satoru's lips like a chant. She took out a condom from Satoru's back pocket, all while teasing him. "Were you expecting to get fucked by your mistress, huh naughty boy?" She asked as she rolled the condom onto his length before positioning herself on top of him.
She looked at him, he was a mess, but he was her mess and she leaned to press a soft kiss on his plump lips. She then moved her underwear to a side before sinking down on his cock. Satoru's hips bucked in pleasure as his moans turned whiny. Aanchal let out a sinful moan as his cock hit all the perfect spots, her walls clenched around him. She began to move, their moans, whimpers and the sound of skin against skin echoing in the room.
"Louder puppet, let them hear you~" Aanchal purred into his ear, as she bounced on his cock, her short shoulder length hair bouncing along with her. And Satoru obliged, his moans got louder and Aanchal knew the people on the other side could hear him loud and clear, Aanchal grinned as she continued moving.
Her pace got sloppy as her legs trembled from her incoming orgasm. But she could tell that Satoru was close too. The way his beautiful lashes fluttered against his cheeks, she felt a warmth in her chest. She reached up and untied his arms. Satoru's hands grabbed her waist at once, digging his fingernails into her waist.
"Now then puppet, move." She said darkly and Satoru was more than happy to comply, he held her in place while snapping his hips upwards repeatedly, his cock hitting all the correct spots and leaving Aanchal a moaning mess. "Gonna cum mistress…." Satoru gasped right before his climax hit him, he saw stars and Aanchal's walls clenched around him, her orgasm shooting through her body like electricity. She leaned on his chest in exhaustion and she placed feathery kisses on his jaw and cheeks, before kissing his lips sweetly.
When the two lovers came out of the room, the first thing Suguru and Riko noticed were the marks on Satoru's neck and then their attention fell on his flushed state. Meanwhile Aanchal walked towards the kitchen and made herself some tea, looking perfectly normal.
