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Geto x Fem Reader x Virgin Gojo

Warnings: 18+. Noncon. Dubcon. Loss of Virginity. Cunnilingus. Coercion. Unprotected Sex. Creampie. Dacryphilia. Cheating. Tit Job. Double Penetration (one hole). Fingering. Multiple Orgasms. Nipple/breast play. Spit. Cumming swallowing. Name calling (slut, toy, etc).

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You can feel Satoru's eyes burning a hole in the side of your head as you look down at his piece of paper on the desk, your pencil tapping against the edge of the table while you once more look over everyone's work. He doesn't try hiding it, doing it all afternoon as your group works on finishing the last details of the presentation you will be presenting at the end of the week, his eyes only looking away from you to glance at Suguru, telepathically speaking to him. 

Looking up and handing him back his paper, a few notes scribbled along the edge, interrupting their most recent silent conversation, "Just go through the notes, and everything should be good." 

He looks up at you, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, eyes widened as if he had been caught doing something inappropriate. Satoru takes the paper from you, long fingers skimming over yours, "Thanks." 

You turn away, reaching for the paper Shoko is handing over to you, her face still turned to the screen of her computer as she makes the slides, ignoring Satoru's gaze. Setting the paper in front, you decide to say something as you start skimming over it, "If you want to say something say it, please, instead of burning holes into the side of my skull."

Satoru is taken aback by the tone of your voice, sitting up straighter in his spot, clearing the back of his throat, "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare." 

You don't look up at him, scribbling a note at the end of Shoko's paper and handing it back to her, "Okay. Finish that so we can go home." 

A buzzing sounds across from you, Shoko looks away from her screen to pick up her phone. She starts typing on it while the rest of you continue working, the clicking sound throughout your bedroom. She suddenly breaks the silence that had resettled over the room, gathering her things, "I have to go, but I'll send you the slides later tonight when I get back," she tells you standing up and heading to your bedroom door. She bids her farewell to the two men seated on opposite sides of you, "Bye guys, I'll see you later."

You sigh, returning to work on your own half of the work, silently typing on your computer, noting that Suguru is no longer working on his half, his concentration on Satoru. You watch as they mouth words to each other, clearing your throat before speaking again, "If neither of you is going to work, you can leave. Or you can just ask me whatever it is you're curious about since it's obvious whatever your silently talking about is me."

They both fall silent, Suguru shrugging his shoulders at Satoru, getting up a second later, and pulling a cigarette from his pocket as he heads towards the window. "You ask her," he mutters as he lights it and leans out.

Satoru avoids looking at you, swallowing and scratching the back of his head, now that it's you looking at him. He nervously speaks, which is out of place for him, "Well you see, we heard you're going out with Sukuna...and we just wanted to know if it's true."

You blink a couple of times, turning back to work, responding without care, "It is. But that's really non-"

"Why?" He interrupts, the words spewing out of his mouth without regard for what he's actually saying, "I mean I know you're a girl, but you're not exactly his type. Have you seen what type of girls he hooks up with? You certainly don't fit the type."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That you're a...you know...prude."

You stare at him, clenching your fists at your side, "I'll have you know Sukuna was the one that approached me."

"Probably on a bet."

"Even if was a bet he's stuck around hasn't he?" You throw back, anger coursing through your body. 

You expect him to say something back, but when you look back at him his looking at you quizzically, head tilting from side to side. He leans closer to the table, breathing out, "Let me see what's got him hooked."

"What? No!" You exclaim, laughing thinking his joking

Satoru stalks towards you on his hands and knees, "Come on, we just want to see what all the fuss is about."

"Stop, 'Toru," you warn, slowly moving away from him, your hair standing up as he approaches you.

But Satoru doesn't stop, he keeps taunting you while slowly cornering you in your bedroom, "I have you and he had sex? I mean it can't be that great, yet you have Sukuna wrapped around your little finger. Did you just spread your legs open for him the first time? He doesn't seem like the type to wait." He looks up at you watching as your face becomes flustered, your eyes avoiding him. "Fuck, I didn't think you were that type of girl, y/n. If I hadn't overheard you and the other girls talking, I'd think you were a virgin. Kinda hard to imagine you spreading your legs for anyone when your nose is always stuck in a book. Much less for Sukuna." He grunts, crawling closer to you, tongue licking his lips, "If you spread them for him, you can spread them for us, right? We've known you longer, it's only fair."

The edge of your bed hits your back, Satoru still crawling towards you, his hand resting near your foot, predatory gaze looking up at you, tongue running over his lower lip. Your heart is thumping rapidly against your ribcage when he grabs onto both your ankles, slowly moving them up your calves while speaking, "Just a taste. Want to know what has Sukuna hanging onto your every word." His hand hook under your knees, sliding down the back of your thighs as you try to get away from his touch, your legs spreading apart as he forces his way between them. 

You look at Suguru with your frightened eyes, scared that Satoru is no longer playing around, nervously chuckling, "Sugu tell him to stop. This isn't funny anymore."

Suguru moves from his spot near the window, killing the cigarette he had been smoking on the trim, looking at you with the same hungry look as Satoru. "Sorry, doll." He grunts, coming next to the two of you, hooking his arm beneath your armpit and raising you onto the bed, stealing you from Satoru's hold. He makes himself comfortable behind you, pressing a few open-mouthed kisses to your neck, whispering in your ear as his fingers trace the column of it, "But I'm just as curious as him." 

His chest is pressed against your back, warm breath fanning over your neck and ears. Satoru moves to the edge of the bed where your feet are, choosing to press a few kisses along your ankles and legs, his blue eyes watching as you try to squirm away from both of them, your waterline teary, "Please, stop. If you stop now, I'll pretend none of this happened."

Suguru clicks his tongue, hands coming down to your thighs to spread them apart again, making room for Satoru to climb into the bed between them, who doesn't stop pressing kisses to your thighs. "I don't think you understand what situation you're in right now, y/n." He lets go of you for a second, hand waving around your bedroom room, "You're alone, with two men, in the middle of the day, in your bedroom." 

You stop to look around the bedroom, vision blurred by the tears falling down your face. He was right, all of your roommates were either at work or school. Not all that, you had soundproofed your room when you first moved in, after finding out that a few of your roommates were early birds. A fact that Suguru made sure to emphasize as his hand groped whatever part of you it could. 

Suguru cups your cheek, forcing you to look at him, smiling as he notices the tears streaming down your face, "So tell me, y/n, are we doing this the easy way, or do you need more convincing?" 

The tears burn the corners of your eyes as you nod, relaxing your legs, showing them that you weren't going to try and keep them from doing whatever they were thinking. "Okay. I'll do whatever you want," you hiccup, looking down at Satoru go smiles at you like a child you just got candy. 

"Good girl," Suguru praises, licking the shell of your ear, "Now first is Satoru, he's been thinking about this since we saw you leave Sukuna's apartment two weeks ago, so it's only fair. Now be the good girl that you are and keep your legs open wide for him, 'kay" Nodding you spread your legs open until there's enough room for Satoru to climb up and his warm breath to fan over your cunt. You pull your skirt up to your waist, holding it in place as Satoru stares at the wet patch forming on your white underwear. Behind you Suguru whistles, moving the hair at the nape of your neck out of the way so he can nip and bite there, "Look at that, didn't even have to tell you to do that. You really are a really good girl. Sukuna's a very lucky man."

All you can do is whine in response, Satoru's tongue licking one sling stripe along your slit up to your clit through your underwear. He repeats the same thing three times, making sure to run his tongue over the wet patch faintly tasting you on the material, before deciding to push them to the side. His long fingers spread your labia, blue eyes fixated on your clenching hole. He mumbles something under his breath that you can't hear before prodding at your entrance with a finger. He doesn't stick the entire thing in, but experimentally curls it upwards, heart thrumming in his chest when you needly move forward and push more in you. His eyes widen when he feels your warm walls clenching around it, muttering "It's so warm."

Suguru laughs behind you, his hands coming under your shirt, "You know, Satoru's never actually seen a pussy before." Now it's your turn for your eyes to widen, looking back at Suguru, questioning if you heard right. "Yeah, he talks all big and shit, but your pretty little cunt is the first pussy he has ever seen."

It all slowly starts to click in your head, the staring, the curious prodding with his finger, the hesitant kisses on your legs. "He's a virgin," you whisper, turning back to look at Satoru, his head still shoved between your legs, tongue drawing circles around your clit before his lips wrap around it. 

He sucks on the bud with enthusiasm, pulling back with it between his teeth before letting it go with a soft pop. His head dips back down to your clenching hole with his tongue, his lips moving as if he were kissing your mouth. The sound of your slick and his lips sound throughout the room, your body writhing between them as his head moves between your thighs, his nose bumping against your clit.

You can barely keep your eyes open as Satoru's tongue messily laps at your cunt, thighs trembling around his head, Suguru's hands kneading your breasts between his fingers. You can feel Satoru humming every time he licks back up to your clit, your body arching into his mouth when he slides a finger next to his mouth, Suguru's skilled fingers tweaking your nipples. There's a small gasp escaping your lips as pleasure replaces the fear and embarrassment from earlier.

Your feel your body warming up, thighs trembling around Satoru's head, and the corner of your eyes no longer stinging from tears. You can feel the familiar sensation of a knot forming in your belly, twisting into itself with every swipe and pinch. The front of your head is starting to feel light, your face burning as your orgasm gets built up by the two men. You gasp for air, your body shaking in its hold, your lungs struggling to keep the air flowing. Your hand reaches down to pull roughly on Satoru's hair, making him groan into your pussy, trying to provide a break from his eagerness, but he's much stronger than you. Too high off of your taste to be stopped, and he just pushes your legs up toward your body, tongue still moving against you and a second finger joining the first. 

"Guys," you huff, " too m-much." 

Satoru doesn't seem to hear you, but Suguru just laughs behind you, the sound making your thighs clench around Satoru's head. "If you cum on his tongue he might stop, but like I said he's been waiting for this so he isn't going to stop until you cum," he mutters, his warm breath in your ear making you shiver and seek solace from the uncomfortable burning in between your legs as your being pulled towards the edge of your release. 

You shift against Suguru, Satoru chasing after you, his hard-on pressing against your back, your head resting on his shoulder the cedar scent of his cologne invading your sense of smell as your body moves against Satoru's tongue, desperate for the knot in the pit of your belly to come undone. 

"Look at you basically riding his face like a little slut. Are you going to cum soon?" Suguru laughs, leaning back against the wall, dark eyes watching as your face twists in pleasure, "I guess the pretty face and sounds your making is why Sukuna's kept you as his toy for as long as he has. I know I would've kept you close, too."

You can barely hear him over the ringing in your ears, warmth spreading from the tip of your toes up to the crown of your head. The three of you realize what's happening too late, your legs clasping around Satoru's head, and your back arching Suguru's chest, sliding down his body. "Oh my god, oh god," you chant, eyes squeezing shut and body trembling. Satoru's tongue doesn't stop moving against you, his hands pushing your legs further apart as he tries to get even closer to your quivering body, taking everything you give him.

Above you, Suguru moves his hands along your sides and stomach, smiling as he watches you tremble on the bed and your orgasm wash over you in waves, "Such a pretty sight."

Satoru's tongue is still languidly lapping at your cunt as the last ripples of your climax course through your body. Small whiny hums vibrate from the back of your throat from the sensitivity, and you wriggle away from his lips, sitting up and successfully pushing him off when you press your foot on his shoulder. He pouts up at you, chin coated in your juices, making a show of licking his lips. His fingers still hold onto the back of your thighs kneading the fat. 

Behind you Suguru moves his hands to the hem of your shirt, pulling it and your bra up to release your breasts. His thumb flicking over one of the nipples, "Feel good," he breathes, lips ghosting over your jaw.

You clear your throat, struggling to bring air into your lungs, and croak, "Y-yeah." 

"Good, 'cause it's my turn, but I think I want to try these pretty tits," he tells you, pulling the nipple between his fingers, and laughing when you yelp. 

You don't complain when he moves out from behind you, pulling your shirt and bra fully off of you, and lays beside you, open-mouthed pressed to your exposed collarbone. He toys with the nipples, pinching and pulling as he kisses down to the valley between your breasts, tongue licking the skin. You don't complain when he takes one of your tits into his mouth and pulls the nipple between his teeth before letting go, only whining when he does it again on the other more harshly, teeth digging into the sensitive bud. 

You're doing everything they ask. Giving them a taste of what Sukuna gets to do to you when you meet up with him. Everything would end once Suguru was done messing with your breast. At least that's what you tell yourself until you hear the clicking of a belt and clothes being shuffled. 

Looking down, around Suguru's head who's blocking your view of the end of the bed, you see Satoru standing up. His pants are being tossed at the end of your bed, large hand wrapped around his hardened cock, stroking himself, the head flushed pink and swollen. He kneels on the bed, spreading your legs open again with one hand. 

"W-what are you doing?" you ask, panic rising in your chest when he pushes your knees up towards your body, "You didn't say anything about going this far." You try to push Suguru away, and maybe put an end to this before things went any further. 

But he's stronger and heavier than you, one arm wrapping underneath you and the other keeping you open for Satoru, who's drooling as he presses his flushed head to your clit, he lets go of your perked bud with a pop. Resting his head on your chest he frowns up at you, "Yeah, but we also didn't say we wouldn't go this far. Are you really going to leave him like that? Look at how hard he is for you, he's practically cumming already," you look up at Satoru, his cock running along your slicked folds, "He's going to think his virgin dick isn't good enough for you. Are you really going to hurt his feelings like that, y/n?"

You chew on your bottom lip as you watch Satoru's cheeks turn red, his length sliding between your lower lips, the head bumping against your clit. With his hand he guides himself down, the head catching your entrance. You whine as the tip pushes in and out quickly. Satoru is in awe by the brief warmth of your walls around it that he does it again, pushing the entire head in this time, his head thrown back as he pulls out and pushes back in. He keeps doing it as you make up your mind, pleasure shooting up your spine every time he does, Suguru's lips wrapping back around your nipple. Looking up at Satoru, watching as sweat travels down his temples and his mouth opened in a small 'o' small whimpers escaping, you don't think you've ever been blessed with such a sight. Giving in, you reach between your bodies, spreading your lips apart for him and relaxing your legs, "Okay, but you can't cum inside."

Satoru looks down at you like a puppy wagging its tail as a treat is held in front of them, already pushing more of himself into your heart, "Really?" You nod your head, hissing as he starts to stretch you.

At the same time, Suguru's lips curl up against your chest, nipping at the bud, before pulling back and praising you, "Good girl." He slides off the bed, pulling his shirt over his head and sweats down, revealing that he hadn't been wearing underwear. His eyes watch as Satoru bottoms out inside of you, mumbling incoherently. He walks up beside him, slapping his back, before crawling up the bed, "How's your first pussy, 'Toru?" 

Shallowly thrusting, your walls squeezing around him, Satoru stutters, sounding out of breath, "A-amazing. Are all pussies this wet and warm? Are they all this tight?" 

Suguru laughs at him, not answering as he moves towards you. He swings one leg over your torso, thumbs rubbing your nipples, and his dick settling between them. "Stick your tongue out," he demands, spitting a glob of spit between the valley of your breasts before pushing them together. You do as he says, your body starting to slide against the sheets as Satoru finds a steady pace, his whimpers and moans filling up the room. "You look pretty like this. A dick between these pretty tits, and your tongue sticking out, waiting for a big cock to fill your mouth," Suguru groans, moving his hips, his dick sliding between your boobs. The head of his cock touches your tongue for a second before he slides back, causing it to disappear from your eyesight. It reappears a second later, the tip touching your lips this time as it slides on your tongue. A sly smile spreads across his face when he sees you wrinkle your nose at the salty tastes of his pre-cum, but you don't close your mouth and look up at him with doe eyes. 

Satoru doesn't seem to be happy at the lack of attention his receiving and he pushes the back of your thighs up to your stomach, your knees making contact with Suguru's back, his dick now kissing your g-spot. A moan sounds at the back of your throat as he keeps brushing against the spot, his rhythm increasing as he chases his high. It's clear that he isn't worried about your pleasure, his hips smacking against yours as he keeps your legs spread, making your head bob up and down in sync with Suguru's thrusts.

You can feel Satoru's thighs trembling, his pace starting to falter, and his whines growing higher. above you, Suguru doesn't seem to be doing much better. Thin eyebrows pinched together while he watches his length slide between your breast and his pre-cum coat your tongue and lips. Reaching down you rub your clit, your walls spasming around Satoru's cock as he brushes against your soft, slowly building your orgasm. 

Satoru's the first to cum, his brain failing to catch up with what is happening and warm spurts of semen coating your walls before he manages to pull out and finish cumming on your navel. He lets out strangled moans, mumbling "I'm sorry's" as he coats your lower half in the rest of his cum. But the way he's looking at the cum he did spill into you, he discovers that his apologies are empty. And if could look at you he would see the same dopey smile Suguru is staring at you feel his warm seed pour out of you. 

"Fuck," He mutters, letting go of your breasts, and wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking himself over your chest. Suguru's head is tossed back as he releases on your breasts, white warm liquid spraying across your chest. He peers down at you, hand still rubbing up and down his length, and sliding up further up the bed to pull your head up, "Open your mouth more." 

Your hands come up to grab onto his thighs, sticking your tongue out more, "Aaah." He pushes the tip in, spurts of salty cum filling the inside of your mouth, making you grimace. 

When he finishes he pulls out, sitting back on you, forcing your mouth to close and swallow his cum. Smirking as he watches you make a face. He doesn't move off after you swallow, his chest rising up and down, looking down at you as he feels your legs rub against each other behind him. Suguru glances behind him, his eyes falling on Satoru whose head is pressed on the edge of the bed, eyes falling closed. "You tired?" he asks him, moving off your chest and pulling you to the end of the bed and picking you up, hooking an arm beneath your ass before laying on his back in the mess of juices on the sheets. 

Satoru barely glances up, mumbling his answer, "A little. Why?"

"Thought we could share," Suguru answers, spreading your lower lips apart, making you whine and wither in his on top.

Perking up, Satoru moves onto the bed, licking his bottom lip as he looks at your spread hole, trailing off as he asks, "You mean we both..."

Suguru reaches between the two of you, running the tip of his length along your folds before pushing the tip in, "Yeah, we both use her pretty little pussy at the same time. She's wet enough, so it shouldn't hurt too much."

You shake your head against Suguru's shoulder, feeling Satoru move up behind you, his cock bobbing against your ass, pleading with both of them, "Two is too much." 

But your plea goes unheard as Satoru speaks over you, his hand wrapping around himself, "Can we both really fit in her pussy?"

Suguru nods, pressing a kiss to your temple, spreading you open more, "Yeah, we just have to be a little careful, but we can both fit."

Satoru groans behind you, "Okay...I think I go one more round." He lines the head of his cock next to Suguru's, his hand resting on your as and rubbing circles as they both start to push in.  

You wiggle between them, pain shooting up your back as they both start to stretch your cunt to its limit. Panic starts to form throughout your body. How are you going to fit both of them in one hole when you already felt so full with just their tips?

You claw the sheets up Suguru's head shaking your head, tears forming on the edges of your eyes, "Sugu it's too much, I can't your both too big."

Suguru smiles up at you, swiping his thumb on your cheek and wiping away a tear, ignoring your begging, "You look so pretty when you cry." 

They both bottom out, Satoru's pelvis pushed against your ass, large hand splayed on your hips. Suguru's arms wrapped around your waist as they both start to move in and out of your spasming walls. More tears start to slide down your cheeks as your insides burn from the stretch, neither allowing you enough time to accommodate both of them. Suguru seems to get off to the tears that fall on his chin, his hand squeezing between your bodies to rub your clit while Satoru kisses the back of your neck.

With Suguru's skilled fingers stimulating your clit, the pain turns into pleasure, your hips moving back to meet theirs. Satoru moans in your ear, hips faltering as the knot in his stomach tighten with every thrust, feeling his dick slide along Suguru's, their heads bumping against one another in your warmth. 

"She feels so much higher," he whimpers in your ear, "I think about to cum."

Planting his feet on the ground, Suguru thrust up into you, his hold around you tightening. "Think you can let us come inside you this time, princess?" He tries, "I saw the dumb look you made earlier when Satoru came inside you. I know you want us to." He pushes your hair from your face, smiling as he watches you nod dumbly, your brain slipping in and out as you're pushed to the edge of your limit, your body buzzing from the sensation of his fingers and the two cocks inside you. Looking over your shoulder he gives Satoru a nod, "Cum inside her."

At just like that, they're both releasing inside you, their hips stopping as they paint the insides of your cunt white, some of it dribbling out, your own release following. You shake between them, your mind falling blank, your entire being burning. 

You don't know how much time has passed, but your brain is just catching up to you when the door is swung open pink head flashing in your vision. "What the fuck?" Sukuna roars, forcing your brain to finally catch up with your body.

You're still on the bed naked, laying beside Satoru, and Suguru's at your window, smoking again, sweats hanging from his hips.

"Hey, man, sorry we couldn't help ourselves to your toy."

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