gojo satoru x f! reader
❝ I'll lower the debt as long as you spread your legs for me, darling ❞
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 swung open, Gojo's desire flared, and he couldn't contain himself any longer. In an instant, he had you pressed firmly against the wall, your lips crashing together in a passionate and fervent kiss. The force of him made you gasp, and he seized the opportunity to deepen the kiss, his mouth moving hungrily against yours.
The hotel room's door shut with a soft thud behind, his hands, strong and possessive, roamed over your body, your back pressed against the cool wall, and the contrast between the cold surface and the heat of kiss sent shivers down your spine.
Gojo's kisses were a mixture of urgency and devotion, his lips leaving a trail of fiery sensations along your jawline, your neck, and back to your lips. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him even closer, unable to get enough of his intoxicating taste and the way he made you feel alive with every touch.
His lips and tongue explored your with a fervor that left you dizzy with pleasure. His hands, which had started at your waist, now roamed upward, tracing the curves of your body, igniting sparks of electricity with every touch.
"S-satoru ngh" your own hands exploring his broad shoulders and strong back, pulling him closer as if they could never be close enough. Their bodies pressed tightly together, the heat between them radiating with an almost palpable intensity.
He wasted no time. He carried your to the bed with a swift yet tender movement, gently placing you down on the soft sheets as he shed his suit, the fabric falling to the floor in a graceful cascade.
His shirt soon followed, its buttons unfastened with deliberate slowness, revealing the chiseled contours of his chest. The room was filled with an electrifying tension as he moved closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that made your heart race.
He captured your lips in a hungry kiss, His fingers deftly found the zipper of your dress, sliding it down with a sensuous ease. He pulled away for a moment, his eyes roaming over your as the dress slid off your body, leaving you in a delicate lace undergarment that left him breathless.
His voice, a husky whisper, broke the silence, "Fuck, you're breathtaking."
Your cheeks flushed as your breath coming in shallow gasps. Before you could reply, his hand found your boobs, his fingers teasingly grazing your skin before he ripped the lace bra away with an eagerness. His touch was electrifying as he played with your nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
You couldn't help but squirm under his touch, your senses overwhelmed by the sensation of his lips tracing your skin. His sloppy kisses left hickies a mark to declare that she was his and his alone.
Your fingers found your way to his hair, threading through the strands as you held him close,
"Ahh.." you moans of pleasure escaping in soft, breathy sighs. The room was filled with the heady scent of desire.
