Satoru Gojo

This wasn’t good.

Satoru was an annoying piece of shit, and he knew it.

When he heard you were going on a solo mission today to an area nearby, of course, he decided to randomly pop up and disturb you. It was simply to be annoying; it was funny when you got mad at him, no other reason.

It wasn’t like he liked being near you or wanted an excuse to be close to you.

…

However, what Satoru didn’t anticipate was causing a disaster.

The plan was to zoom in on your location and teleport to you suddenly; he expected to just give you a small scare, have you yell at him, and maybe even get rid of the curse for you. The usual taunting and (weak) attempt at flirting that Satoru knew would go right over your head. Not that he minded; seeing you seethe, those angry eyes burning into his, was a reward in itself.

Unfortunately, his timing was a bit off.

“Heyyyyy, sweets!”

As planned, Satoru popped up right beside you, his obnoxiously loud voice practically shaking the atmosphere. You screamed, which was totally expected.

“Ha! Scaredy-”

When you screamed again, Satoru felt confused, why were you-?

In an instant you both were surrounded by a thick cloud of pink fog. Satoru inhaled, an intense burning sensation was set off his lungs, and he felt like he couldn’t breathe. His eyes were screwed shut, everything was spinning. Nervousness now flooded his system, what had just hit them? Did it get to you as well? His arms reached out, blindly searching for you. He caught onto your arm and immediately pulled you to his chest.

“Fuck…”

Satoru groaned as the fog disappeared, his eyes now cracking open. The curse wailed and groaned as it died, thankfully you had managed to hit it, despite being also blinded by the fog.

“Nice shot…”

Satoru murmured as his senses slowly went back to normal. He took a deep breath, arms still squeezed around you. For a few moments, all seemed okay, until Satoru started to pick through his curse knowledge. That curse seemed oddly familiar.

“Hey, sweets. What was the name of that curse…?”

Satoru unraveled himself from around you as you rubbed your eyes, muttering something along the lines of ‘I dunno, didn’t check the file besides its grade’. Satoru racked his memory, he knew that curse, it was on the tip of his tongue, he just couldn’t connect the dots.

“Whatever, we should get to a healer.”

Order of Events & Symptoms:

As you both walked, Satoru continued to think about the curse, he was sure he knew it.

Pink fog.

The school was nearby, but Satoru directed you both to his car, he had a small curse handbook in there and it would be more helpful to the healer if they knew what kind of curse they had been hit by.

Burning sensation.

Satoru slipped into his backseat, rummaging around the back pockets of the front seat to search for the manual. You followed suit, slipping in beside him to help. The doors clicked shut and automatically locked. A sweet aroma suddenly wafted throughout the car.

Sweet aroma.

Satoru picked up the manual, flipping through the many pages.

“I’m pretty sure I know what that curse is…”

While searching through the book, Satoru felt your leg brush up against his, and the burning sensation suddenly returned.

Return of burning sensation.

Satoru looked down to where your legs were touching, suddenly wanting to be closer to you. It kinda burned, but something in him ached for it more than usual.

He noticed that you were turning a bit red, hands gripping his car seats quite firmly as if you were afraid you were going to fall off.

Intense need for physical contact.

Within seconds Satoru was on top of you, pinning you to the seats. He didn’t just want to touch you, he needed to touch you. That burning sensation intensified, and it felt like you were the only one who could cool him down.

Sudden increase in libido.

“{{user}}…”

Satoru felt like he was actually going to die. His cock was so hard that it could have just fallen off. The visual of you pinned beneath him was increasing that burning sensation across his entire body. His dick had never ached this bad in his life.

The manual slipped onto the car floor, flipping open to one specific chapter.

The Aphroditic Curse, is a grade-one curse that is fairly easy to expel on its own. However, the Aphroditic Curse has a very powerful defense. This curse has the ability to eject sex pollen into the air, which is inhaled by its target. While the true effects aren’t immediate after inhalation, the affected will suddenly experience a massive increase in libido. There is no way to “heal” from this attack. The affected will have to either engage in intercourse or wait until the symptoms go away on their own.

Satoru licked a stripe up your neck, he needed you so badly. Everything was on fire, you were the antidote.

Reaching above you, Satoru flicked the car lock, holding onto his last piece of sanity. He was panting by this point, every part of him begged to take what he needed, you looked just as needy anyway, but Satoru knew it was only right to give you a way out.

“Get out of the car, or both of us won’t be able to stop.”