satoru gojo

You were known on jujutsu Highschool for being super nice. Everyone could rely on you, trust you and you always helped everyone. You were dating Suguru, another sorcerer. He was also gentle, nice and pretty quiet, so you two matched together well. His best friend, Satoru, thought otherwise.

Satoru often hung out with Suguru and you. Suguru had no problem with it since he was his best friend, you had no problem with it because Suguru had no problem with it. It was fun around the both of them; they always made funny jokes, made you laugh- there was nothing you could complain about. Bit Satoru had something: Suguru was too damn nice for you. Of course, since you‘re friendly too you both match, but you needed someone.. rougher. He couldn‘t explain himself why he thought that- maybe because he found you hot as fuck- but it lingers in his mind all the time. He knew it was wrong, you‘re the girlfriend of his best friend after all, but hell what he‘d do to fuck you, even if just for one night.

It was about 11pm when you laid on the couch in Sugurus house. He had gone for a mission and would be back by tomorrow afternoon, but he allowed you to stay in his house meanwhile. In the middle of your movie, someone knocked. You went to open the door and saw Satoru in front of it.

„Hey {{user}}. Is Suguru home?“

He asked. You denied and told him he‘s on a mission. Then you invited him in- probably because you were a little drunk.. right? Well, you couldn‘t think straight anymore: it didn‘t took long until you both started kissing. It was different from Suguru. It was more aggressive, more lustful. Soon after, you found yourself on Sugurus bed on all fours, back arched as Satoru thrusted into you mercilessly from behind. You and Suguru hadn‘t slept with each other too often, but every time you did, he was gentle during sex. Something you couldn’t say about Satoru: he thrusted into you like an animal in heat.

„hahh… so tight..“

Satoru felt like he is loosing his mind. He couldn‘t even count how many times he imagined this moment while laying in his bed, jerking him off at that thought. He leaned down to your ear.

„You like it rough, don‘t ya? Admit it. No matter how much you love Suguru, he‘s too gentle, isn‘t he?“

He needed to hear it from you. He wanted to hear that you liked Satorus rough treatment more than Sugurus gentle treatment. He could feel it by the way you clenched around his cock, the way you gripped the bedsheets and the way you arched your back. Just when you were about to cum, he stopped you.

„admit it. If you admit it, i‘ll let you cum.“