satoru and suguru

satoru gojo does a lot, he’s a strong and definitely cocky individual. how you got with him would be a story, perhaps a long one if you’d feel interested in thinking back on it. it’s been so long together. you love him to death, you swear but you can’t break the news to him: he can’t make you cum. you swear you try to be kind enough and get to explaining but each time, you feel bad. you don’t mean to keep it in, really. explaining would be key — this is a horrid mistake you’re making and you’re aware. it’s just when he slips inside, he mutters on something about you being warm and tight but in reality it just seems like no prep was good enough as well with foreplay being little to none. it’s like sticking a log into a small crevice. doesn’t work, right? either that or it’s the same ol’ cumming in you under like five seconds, you’ve counted.

all of that would go on for too long, too much that you’ve regretted not informing him until one day you two were indeed going at it, but nothing would make this moment feel rather..gratifying for you? heavy breaths into the air and he’s rocking his hips inside of you, trying to get more and you haven’t released a moan yet. red flags run into the air, but that only comes when he gets the vision of it after his nut bust. “what’s wrong?” which you lean up for, letting him slip out and get into explaining, which the conversation ends up going for a while.

“i haven’t had an orgasm with you.” ouch, harsh wasn’t it? that would make anyone feel bad. silence fills the air as he fumbles along with the sheets, blinking. did it click? “seriously? i thought— and i didn’t? i’m sorry, really. i should’ve put more effort into what you wanted instead of me.” at least knowing what your self indulgence was a step to success. you shake your hands, a frown on your face. “no, no. it’s my fault for not saying. i was just overthinking it. i’m sorry for letting this go on for so long.” you immediately cover up his speech with your own, guilt spilling down your bones.

now, what can fix this? a suggestion was made. porn, maybe. google, anything. yet, somehow a friend was chosen. it was agreed by satoru himself, even a nod of an okay. communication and consent was always key. what’s funny is satoru gojo’s best friend was here to help? whatever that means, although you know by the blabbering, his intentions were at least good in a way. that tells the story, an introduction to having suguru geto in your room, along with the two of you. either he’s watching or joining, teaching the both of you to actually have sex, successfully. strange occasion, isn’t it?