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In the past couple of years of their relationship, it's been going off and on, like a riptide if you will. But honestly, they want to keep being together, they want each other. Though it's been hard for them to keep going since nothing entertains them anymore, nothing is.. thrilling. Nothing is making their relationship get spicy, it's just boring.
Until Gojo has an idea in his head, though since it's Gojo, it can be a very.. wild idea.
Not that Jogo exactly minded, in a sense. It's just that Gojo can get carried away with his childish personality, not that he didn't know of it. Jogo had a lot on his mind, which was quite new to him as he was pretty calm the majority of the time. It's just that, now that he really thought about it, Gojo has been acting a little.. not himself and Jogo wanted to let it slide knowing, well, it's Gojo. though maybe that was an understatement.
As Jogo was in deep thoughts, he grabbed his lukewarm coffee he made quite a while ago and drank it heavily, trying not to think about the thoughts that have invaded his mind. He honestly didn't want to think about Gojo right now, he messed up his brain a lot, making him feel fuzzy and warm. Sometimes he didn't like that feeling. It was an odd sensation. But then again, he never understood how he and Gojo even ended up together, well he knew but it was pretty bizarre. We looked different, but Gojo always said that's what he liked about them, that being different was a good thing. It made him feel tingly and his stomach felt weird. Jogo couldn’t tell him that though, he felt embarrassed.
Jogo sighed as all he heard was the loud crashing from outside the city, the sounds of the train rushing by and the leaves hitting the tinted windows with force. As if they wanted warmth, like they wanted to feel. Just how Jogo always wanted, but that was all in the past.
“I'm not sure why I'm thinking so upsettingly of the past, the past is done.” I nodded, lips drooping into a frown. But even though the past has vanished, it will always be there at the back of my mind, to taunt me. To know that back then I was alone. I was nothing until he helped me become someone good.. someone better. Though I still couldn't believe that Gojo Satoru was able to help me, Jogo, become someone anew. It made his heart pang knowing that he regretted becoming something so horrid, but he was made that way, from them annoying humans. But he shook them thoughts away in a hurry as he heard something familiar. A sneer of someone he knew very dearly to him.
Gojo.
Gojo was just standing there, waiting patiently for his lover, Jogo, to notice him. As he liked the look of Jogo staring deep into him. There was a tint of silence in the air, we both looked at each other for a little while, examining our features for the 100th time.
“I can smell the heavy scent of coffee beans. You brewed some?” Gojo spoke, loud and clear. Looking at the counter as he could see the little powdered specs of coffee spread across the counter top. Jogo hummed in response, still not taking his eyes off the person he still wonders about, still thinking that he still has this mysterious aura around him. As Jogo was about to take his eyes off Gojo, he spoke
“I hate when you don't look at me,” Gojo heavily hitched. Jogo’s fingers flinched a little, spasming in the process. Though normally he wasn't exactly a fan of eye contact, I guess that wasn't the same with Gojo though, was it? He looked back at him, though not being a fan of looking at his lover's eyes for too long, he obliged and did it anyway. Jogo was about to say something, but ended up not doing it. “Jogo.. I love when you look at me. You make me feel so loved.” he said as he began to walk closer to the curse. It made Gojo smirk, he liked looking down on Jogo. In a good way of course.
Gojo moved his hand towards Jogo’s cheek, admiring the pink tint rushing to his cheeks. It made Satoru snicker a little, smiling genuinely.
Though as Gojo was smiling, Jogo couldn't stop thinking about how lucky he was to have him, even if it meant as a friend or a foe. Deep down, he knew that he didn't deserve to have him just like how everyone told him. I mean honestly, look at me, and then look at him. I look just so.. different. I look like a monster.. and he's like a prince. I've always had these self esteem issues, I knew i could never fit in with the likes of these humans. But I've always tried. No one ever saw my hard work, they only saw the bad in me. Gojo helped me get my self confidence and it worked but sometimes.. Just sometimes, in the back of my mind, they taunt me.
As I was deep in my thoughts, I slightly heard Gojo yelling, though I felt blurry, like I couldn't wake up. But as I thought deeply, he was the only one who helped me. He gave me advice even though I know.. I know deep inside he's hurting.
“Sorry for worrying, i was just a bit dizzy” *I whispered, my mouth getting dry as I lied.
Gojo nodded, knowing I didn't want to talk about it. I felt reassured and it was nice and calming. I didn't want to make him overly worried or whatever. I'd feel bad.
“So, I know that you don't want to talk about it, and I respect that to some degree..” Gojo spoke, trying to add a hint of enthusiasm into the conversation, he was the one that made me laugh. No one else. “So when I was out finishing my mission, I grabbed some things.” I wondered what he could mean, he was holding a bag with him but I didn't want to intrude on what it was, but now that he spoke of it, i got curious. He was silent for a while, smiling quite big.
“So what is it that you want to show me Gojo?” I hummed, tilting my head slightly as I got impatient. I heard rustling as Gojo was picking something out, ‘so there's more in there?’ I thought. I kicked my feet as the room went silent, the rustling stopped and I just looked at Gojo, confused.
“What's wrong?” I spoke, worried for him.
“Hmm nothing.” he smiled, dimples visibly showing. I got embarrassed for some unknown reason, maybe it was him smiling. I liked when he smiled at me.
As Gojo was moving slowly, and making it climactic, for some reason I got scared. Like I should just run? But i couldn't do that so i left those ridiculous thoughts alone. He was my everything. Could I say that after what I saw in his paper bag? I was speechless at the sight I was seeing, I would think that in my whole cursed life, I'd seen Gojo THE Satoru holding lingerie. I wasn't sure on how I was supposed to react, but my mouth was definitely open.
“Don’t like your surprise?” he commented. I wasn't sure if I should reply to that, my fingers twitched as I couldn't comprehend what he was thinking. My mouth opened, thinking about what to say. I couldn't see through what he was thinking of doing with those..
I couldn't just leave him on read could i? “Well I can say that they are something, aren't they. But what did you buy them for?” I said, a little taken aback at the women's lingerie I was looking at. But he possibly has a good reason for stashing them in his paper bag.. He bought?
Gojo laughed at me, at what I said. My heart was pounding out of my chest, was this supposed to be funny?
“This is one of many reasons whyI love you.. But I bought them so you can wear them. You see.. I'm kind of curious on what you'd look like wearing them.” he spoke, in a devious manner. I began to get flustered, I couldn't believe Gojo had this kind of mindset,even if he is on the weirder side sometimes. But I didn't care about that until now.. I totally think we should have a deep conversation later on.
“So you’ll wear them?” he spoke, waiting for my reply which could take a while. But he’s done so much for me, I don't really think I could say no, and I don't think it'll be as bad as I imagine it would be. I can just wear them for a second and change the instant I get embarrassed? Though I know I'll regret it as soon as I put them on, but if this makes Gojo happy then I can do it.
“Okay, I'll do it. If it'll make you happy '' I said, looking at the thin fabric in front of me, gulping loudly as I stepped to grab it, slightly sweating.
As I was about to turn away, heading towards the bedroom to try them on, Gojo looked sinister. It made me jump slightly. I've never seen him look that way before but I just put the weird feeling at the back of my head again. I couldn't let him down.
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It's been around 5 minutes and this fabric is pretty difficult to put around my body, not sure how people are about to put it on with ease.
But without warning, Gojo came right behind me, making me scream. I couldn't believe he did that, at least he could knock first!?
“Couldn't you have just knocked? I'm still getting dressed and I'm embarrassed that you're here.” I said as my face was heating up very quickly. I tried hiding my ridiculously naked body infront of him. I didn't want him to think low of me, what if he didnt like me anymore..
“I know I just barged in here but I couldn't wait any longer, any second. I just had to see what you looked like, and I knew that my imagination would never prove me wrong.” Gojo laughed, coming towards me, but not touching me, which made me feel relieved. I avoided his eyes, I couldn't look at him without feeling mortified. But he… deep inside he made me feel warm.
“I want to touch you.. I want to make you feel good. But I won’t do it without your consent.'' He looked serious about the whole thing, and I knew that Gojo had been holding it in this whole thing because I still wasn't ready but I guess I was ashamed with the way I looked. But Gojo thought overwise, he liked my body, he liked me.
I nodded. “It's okay, you can touch me” i complied, i trusted him to the bone, i knew he’d take care of me no matter what. He was mine after all.
He made a relieved noise, I smiled “Thank you Jogo, dont worry ill make you feel good, like you're in heaven” as he said that, lightly picked me up and plopped me onto the bed softly. He treated me like one of those princesses in those movies, it felt nice and comforting.
“I'm sorry for taking too long, I know how much you've been waiting for this.” I said, looking at him, his eyes. I knew that he’d understand but I still had to apologise for being so late to this. “No, don't be sorry, everyones different when it comes to this kind of thing. And especially if it's for people doing it for their first time” he spoke, warm and soft, looking at me. Made me feel fuzzy, he made me feel special.
He lied me down softly, touching my skin, looking at me so lovingly. It felt like i had butterflies all over again. He noticed my little movements and chuckled, he made me feel so good even without doing anything. My eyes moved as he moved, touching my body gently. I gasped suddenly as I felt something touch my side, his small pecks made me flinch, in such a good way.
I loved the way he’d use his slender, cream fingers to gently go over my torso, it felt good. My breathing was hitching as he began to suck on my skin, rough but not enough for me to comment on it. I liked how he was claiming me, it felt correct. Like it was supposed to happen. I wiggled my toes in anticipation, like I wanted more.. But it felt so good when he touched my skin, so gently.
“G-gojo..” I said breathing slightly, making weird noises in the process as he kept going down and down noticing my bulge tightening around the lingeries he bought me, it felt strange, and very tingly. I felt as if I could cum any moment from the fabric rubbing on my tip so gently, like it was teasing me. I moaned but not too loudly, I didn't know if Gojo was okay with this..
But as I was about to speak, Gojo gently pulled down my lingeries and eyed my pulsating dick, as it twitched when Gojo would blow on it. I moaned as I bit my lip from the pleasure. It felt good to be teased. I noticed Gojo was breathing heavily too, I looked down noticing his huge bulge about to rip out of his boxers. It made me feel happy knowing he was able to get hard from me. Gojo seemed to notice me staring, but I couldn't believe how huge it was, was it gonna be able to fit? I didn't want to worry about the parts that were going to hurt soon, I just know that he’ll make me feel pleased.
“Well shall we move on then?” he smirked. Not exactly knowing what's going to be next I noticed the cold gloop down my ass. It was a very unfamiliar feeling for sure but I got used to the cold feeling. Gojo then slowly put a finger in, not rushing it. He didn't want to make me feel pain, but I know that I'll feel a little bit of pain, and I was okay with it. “U-ghh…” I moaned as his finger went in easily now, he then put in 2 fingers, rubbing my thigh slowly. “Are you doing okay?” he asked me, making me feel so, so very special. But I nodded, holding the sheets of the bed just in case.
As Gojo was scissoring me out, I felt as if he hit something good, my mouth couldn't keep shut any longer and I moaned loudly. I didn't understand what was happening but where he hit felt so pleasurable. I put my hand over my mouth, feeling the utmost embarrassment with that but Gojo said “You don't need to keep it in, I like the noises you create” he said then gently putting his fingers in deeper, hitting the spot again, again and again.
By the time he stopped, my body just wouldn't stop shaking, my body understood that what I was feeling was just heaven. I didn't think it could get as good as that but I was wrong, I forgot Gojo had a deadly weapon in his pants.
Gojo then took out his pre cummed dick from his boxers and started lightly teasing me around my hole. It felt good as my asshole would twitch at the slightest direct contact. I clutched the bedsheets harder as I was preparing for whatever was going to come. I trusted him but I was scared that my asshole would tear. But he was so gentle with him, i felt like it was going to be okay
As I felt the tip nudge my hole, he carefully put it in.
I felt bliss. I liked how he did not rush it in, it felt nice as he’d slowly put it in. He cared for my body, and because he cared, he treated it with respect. I wouldn't exactly know how to describe the feeling but bliss. I'd moan loud, hoping no one but Gojo could hear. (the walls are thin) But right now, it felt like it was only us on this planet.
He put me in a different position, making me sit on his dick, it felt like I was full. It did hurt as it was reaching places I didn't know anything could reach. But the pain felt good, the pain and pleasure. I wanted him to go quicker.
“I want you to go quicker..”
I pleaded, I needed him, all of him. As our moans bashed together, I knew that this was it. This was what sex felt like? It was nice..
Then well we go on for hours upon hours.. Upon hours.
The end.