#夏五#gego heaven sent
— explicit. one shot. 21k words
— 36 y/o stripper!gojo x 22 y/o virgin!geto
— lil bit of plot & lil bit of humour
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/95…
Real Talk i’ve been writing this fic for well over a year and it’s Thee hardest project i’ve ever worked on (writing therapy dialogue = hard. conveying realistic emotion in these circumstance = hard) but! if i ever get it down pat i’m gifting every willing person 10 hugs&kisses
#gego kinktober day 28: safe words where geto’s fucking gojo so hard that he’s brainless. eyes rolled back, drool across his cheek, and utterly silent. it’s not like gojo to be quiet, so geto replaces his jack rabbit thrusts for a slower, deeper pace, and checks in.
“you’re a filthy slut,” suguru sneers, tongue in cheek. his body grows cold, and his grip, colder. he holds satoru down, drills into him hard enough so that his mouth stays wordless. “don’t say another man’s name while i’m balls deep inside of you ever again.”
he pounds into him until satoru’s gasping for air, until his limp fingers are spasming against the mattress, until he’s coming all over his own stomach, chest, chin. suguru follows, painting his insides white, so deep that he hopes his cum will spill out of satoru’s mouth.
