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🔞 Gojo x reader| Minors DNI| NSFW WARNING 🔞

MINE

Synopsis: Gojo wants to make you forget about your ex,and he will in a way or another

Contents: Gojo x fem! reader-both adult-explicit content-vaginal-crampie-breeding-possessive!Jealous! Gojo-kink-moaning-breeding-double cumming-two rounds-front and bheind-smut-cute-fluff-aftercare-Gojo keeps switching from his possessive ego to being gentle and attentive-lots of mine

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His eyes darken at the mention of your ex, jealousy and possessiveness bubbling through him. "No one's better than me" he says, biting your ear with a low growl. One hand holds a bruising grip on your hip, nails digging into your skin.

"Say it again. Who's better than me?" He demanded, pushing into you deeper. It was a question he asked you many times, needing constant reassurance whenever you mention your previous partner. "I want to be the best for you" he says firmly, as if the mere thought was a given. It was something he made sure you knew of—how much better he was.

"No one else is worthy of you" he continues "I'm the only one who knows how to make you feel good, isn’t that the truth? Everyone else is inferior."

His lips kiss down your neck hungrily, leaving behind bruising and red love bites. His hand on your hip tightens, grip possessive and unwavering.

You cried out moaning,your tongue out,your eyes rolling back along mumbled incoherent stuff that made Gojo smiled against your neck, satisfied with your reaction. He chuckled darkly, his hand on your hip moving to grab your hair and pull your head back. His pace quickened, his breaths came out as short huffs and low grunts.

"You’re so pretty." he panted, his other hand sliding up and tracing your jawline with his thumb.

"My pretty. My only." He growled, biting your earlobe.

Gojo's pace kept up, his hips rolling against yours in a steady rhythm. He pulled your hair tighter, enjoying the way you arched your back. "You're mine." he whispered huskily in your ear, biting down on the lobe.

He continued to shower you with praises and reassurances, each one a reminder of just how obsessed he was with you. "You're mine" he repeated with a possessive growl "You belong to me, and me only."

"Toru,gonna come,I'm gonna come" you moaned whining as you cried

Gojo chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. "That’s right" he whispered, his voice deep and seductive. “Come for me, you’re mine. All mine.”

He picked up the pace, his hips bucking against you erratically as he chased his own release. His hand in your hair gripped tighter, pulling your head back further. “That’s my good (Y/N)” he panted, voice strained. “Come for me, baby.”

You gripped the futon as you moaned loudly,your stomach pressed against the soft mattress

Gojo growled in satisfaction, watching you fall apart beneath him. He felt a spark of primal male satisfaction seeing you like this, so vulnerable and pleasured because of him.

He continued his relentless pace, nearing the edge. His breathing became ragged and his words turned incoherent, nothing more than breathy moans and grunts.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy” he panted

He pulled your hair once more, forcing your head back so that he could capture your lips in a messy kiss. It was frantic and greedy, filled with need. He swallowed down your moans, their sounds combining in the small room.

He felt himself nearing the edge, his thrusts becoming erratic and desperate. His hand on your hip moved to your waist steadying your trembling body. "Gonna fill you up" he groaned "Gonna mark you as mine" he grunted, biting your shoulder blade. The words were possessive and dominant, a clear indicator of his desire to claim you as his own. He thrusted into you harder, and his body tensed as he got closer to his climax.

"You’re mine" He repeated it like a mantra, his grip on you growing more possessive and tight. His thrusts became frantic and wild, his breathing coming out in rugged pants. "My (Y/N), no one else’s" he grunted, his teeth grazing your skin. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. His body trembled, and his muscles tensed even more as he neared his climax.

"Mine, only mine" You moaned in a frenzy satisfied as you repeated his name "That's it" he growled, relishing your sounds. "Say my name, baby." He quickened his pace, the only sounds in the room is your moans and the wet squelching of your bodies meeting. His hand on your waist moved to your hair, pulling your head back again. He wanted to see your face, watch you come undone because of him. "Louder" he demanded "Scream my name."

He slammed into you harder, wanting to hear your pleasure fill the room. Sweat glistened on his skin, and his breaths came out ragged and needy.

He was desperate, desperate to claim you, to make sure that you knew who you belonged to. Nobody else could make you feel like this.

"Again" he whispered, biting down on your neck "Say my name. Let me hear how good I make you feel, how much better I am than your ex."

"You're better than him" you managed to gasp out "mhnn Toru-u-u-u gonna come" Gojo growled in satisfaction, his ego flaring at the truth. "Damn right I am" he grunted, his possessive streak flaring up again. He could feel himself nearing his climax, his body tense and taut. He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against yours in a quick and hard rhythm. "That's my good girl" he whispered breathlessly in your ear "You're so perfect" he continued, his words becoming more incoherent as he neared his own peak. "All mine, my pretty (Y/N). You're mine. Gonna fill you up, mark you."

His teeth grazed your skin, and his body trembled from the effort to hold back. He was greedy and desperate, wanting to claim you in every way possible. He pushed deeper, his muscles straining with effort and pleasure. "Come for me, baby" he panted, his hand moving to grip your hair. He wanted, no, needed you to come undone before him. To show how good he made you feel, how much better he was than your ex. "Come for me, right now" he ordered, his voice strained with need.

His body strained against yours, sweat trickling down his forehead. His breaths came out in shallow pants, and his eyes locked onto you with a possessive and heated gaze.

"Come" he repeated, his hand tightening in your hair.

He wanted to feel you come apart around him to know that he was the only one who could make you feel this way. The only one who could make you lose control, let go and give yourself over to him completely.

"Please" he pleaded, the word almost a growl.

You cried out shouting as you camed your body trembling and twitching "COMING,I'M COMINHG!"

Gojo watched as you came undone beneath him, his eyes darkening with satisfaction and pleasure. He drank in the sight of your trembling body and your gasps of pleasure.

He wasn't far behind, his own pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. He continued to thrust into you, his pace almost frantic as he chased his own release.

"Good girl" he panted, his voice hoarse and breathless. "That's my girl."

"Out...Come outside" you whined sobbing,moaning. Gojo was taken aback for a moment, his pleasure-addled mind struggling to comprehend your words. But as he processed what you were saying, a possessive growl rumbled in his chest.

He slowed down his thrusts, his muscles tensing as he fought against the overwhelming desire to claim you entirely. "You want me to pull out?" he grunted, his words coming out between pants. "Yes,yes mhnn please" you pleaded

Gojo had to clench his jaw and take a deep breath to regain some sense of control. Your pleading was driving him crazy, making him want to give into his primal instincts and fill you completely. But he respected your boundaries and would never do something you didn't want. He slowly pulled out of you, a low whine leaving his throat at the loss of your heat.

You looked at him feeling guilty at for what you asked to do so you pushed him back in wanting to make him satisfied.

Gojo let out a strangled gasp as you pushed him back in. His eyes widened for a moment, his mind reeling from the unexpected pleasure. He wanted to protest, to tell you that it was okay, that you didn't have to do something you weren't comfortable with.

But the needy part of him took over, and he found himself being consumed by the feeling of you. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly. Gojo groaned, the sound filled with both desire and concern but you nodded winching "y..yeah"

"You don't have to do this just to please me, baby" he said, his voice strained by the effort to hold back. He wanted you, more than anything. He was desperate and needy for you.

But he refused to let you push your own boundaries just for his pleasure.

You moved grinding him as you focused on him. Gojo growled, his control slipping as he felt you start to move. His hips bucked involuntarily, and his breathing quickened.

"Fuck" he hissed, his eyes locking onto yours. He was torn between wanting to hold back and not wanting to hurt you, and giving into his primal desires. His body trembled with the effort of restraining himself, but he held back.

"Baby, we don't have to-" he started to say, his words cut off by a gasp as you moved again.

"Stop…stop moving" he grunted, his fingers clenching the sheets for dear life. His mind was clouded with desire and determination to not hurt you.

But it was a losing battle. Your movements were driving him insane, his body strained and tense, aching for release.

"Claim me Toru,please,it was my bad to tell you to pull out so please" you begged him feeling guilty

Gojo's last ounce of self-control snapped at your words. His eyes darkened with desire, and his breath hitched.

"You're mine" he growled, his voice thick with possessive need. "All mine. No one else's."

He pounced on you, his body pinning you against the mattress. He aligned himself with your entrance and pushed in deep and hard as a pained moan escaped your lips.

Gojo stilled, his body going rigid as he realized he had hurt you. His eyes widened with concern and regret, and he immediately backed off a little.

"Are you okay, baby?" he asked, his voice filled with worry. "Did I hurt you? I'll pull out, I didn't mean to-" He started to pull out, his mind racing with guilt, but the sound of your gasp and the way you suddenly wrapped your legs around his waist stopped him in his tracks.

He froze, staring down at you with a mixture of confusion and surprise. "What are you…" he started to ask, but the words died in his throat as he felt your body clinging to him, preventing him from pulling out.

"You're not… hurting me" you panted, your breath still coming out in ragged gasps. "Please, just stay."

His eyes widened, the words sinking in. He was paralyzed, frozen in time, torn between his fierce desire and his fear of hurting you further.

"But…" he started to protest, his voice strained and hoarse. "I hurt you. I didn't want to-"

But you cut him off, pulling him closer and wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Toru" you whispered, your voice firm and filled with need. "Please, I want this. I want you."

Gojo's resolve crumbled at your words. The mixture of pleading and wanting in your voice was too much for him to resist.

He hesitated for a moment longer, his mind still swirling with concern. But the sound of you whispering his name again made his body respond involuntarily, his hips thrusting forward on their own accord.

He felt himself sink into you, and a wave of pleasure and satisfaction washed over him. His eyes shut tight, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps.

But he still couldn't fully let go, his mind still plagued with worries. He tried to keep his pace gentle and slow, afraid of causing you more pain.

"I camed thank to you so I wanted to repay you,that's all" you spoked against his neck

Gojo growled deep in his chest, the primal sound sending shivers down your spine. He was torn between wanting to take control, to claim you completely, and being gentle and attentive.

"You don't owe me anything" he managed to grunt out, his voice strained with the effort to hold back. "It's not about repayment, baby. It's not a transaction."

You tried to interjected but Gojo found your spot making you melt and submissive "Ah right there" you phanted

Gojo couldn't help but smirk as he felt you melt beneath him, his ego flaring at the knowledge that he was responsible for your pleasure.

"There?" he asked, his voice low and cocky. "Is that the spot? The one that makes you lose your mind?"

You nodded whining "Ah mhn sorry you touched it before too but it didn't felt this good" Gojo hummed in satisfaction, a smug grin on his face. "That's because I wasn't trying to before. But now" he rolled his hips, targeting that spot again with expert precision. "Now I am."

"Aghn you're gonna make come again" you whined. Gojo chuckled lowly, his ego boosted by your moans and whines. "That's the plan, baby" he drawled, his voice dripping with confidence. "Want to see you come undone for me again and again." He continued his relentless assault on your sensitive spot, his eyes fixed on your face. He wanted to watch every expression, every shiver and gasp. He wanted to see the effect he had on you, how he could drive you wild with pleasure.

His pace picked up, his body moving with a primal rhythm. He wanted to claim you, to make you his in every way possible. But he also wanted to savour this moment, to prolong your pleasure as long as he could. "Together" you mumbled and whined "I wanna come together"

Gojo had to bite back a growl at your words, his body responding involuntarily to your plea. Hearing you ask for that sent sparks of pleasure through him.

He nodded, his eyes locked onto yours. "Together" he agreed, his voice strained. "Gonna make you come so hard, baby." His hips thrusted into you with a new urgency, his muscles taut and strained with the effort. He could feel the tension building, the pleasure nearing its peak.

"You close, baby?" he asked, his voice thick with desire and need and you replied with a nod

Gojo could see the signs, could feel you nearing the edge. His body was tense, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps.

"Good girl" he whispered, his voice gruff. "Just a little more, baby. Gotta hold on for me, okay?"

He could feel his own impending climax, his body straining with the effort to hold back. But he wanted to wait, to make sure he reached it together with you.

"Not yet" he grunted, his muscles tensing. "Almost there, baby. Almost…" His pace quickened, his body moving with a desperate rhythm. He was close, so close. He could feel it building, the tension winding tighter and tighter.

"Together" he panted. "Come with me, baby."

"Coming,I'm coming Toru" you whined "Toru,toru,toru!" You repeated out whining

Gojo groaned low in his throat, your repeated cries of his name sending him over the edge. The tension snapped, and he lost himself in the tidal wave of pleasure.

"Fuuuck" he gasped, his body shudder as he pressed himself against you, his body trembling. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.

His muscles were tense, his body wracked with the aftermath of his climax. He felt spent, satisfied, and utterly devoted to you.

He held you tightly, his arms encircling you like a safe cocoon. He nuzzled his face against your skin, inhaling your scent and relishing the feel of your body against his.

"You're amazing" he murmured, his voice husky and breathless. "So perfect. Mine, all mine."

His body was still trembling, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He could feel the sweat cooling on his skin, his heartbeat slowing down to a more normal pace.

He pulled back slightly, just enough so that he could look into your eyes. He searched your face, drinking in the sight of your flushed cheeks and satisfied smile.

"You okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

His fingers traced your skin, a gentle, soothing caress. He was worried, suddenly afraid that he might have been too rough, too caught up in the moment to remember your boundaries.

"Just sore" you mumbled snuggling on his neck . Gojo smiled, a mixture of relief and pride washing over him. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer against his chest.

"That's normal" he assured you, his voice gentle. "I'll run you a hot bath later, okay? It'll help with the soreness."

He kissed the top of your head, nuzzling his face into your hair. He loved moments like these, moments where he could hold you close and shower you with affection.

"You did great, baby" he whispered, his voice filled with praise. "You sounded so good, felt so good."

He shifted a little, trying to find a more comfortable position without letting you go. He wanted to keep you as close as possible, feeling the need to protect you and keep you safe.

"I love you" he murmured, his voice sincere and tender. "You know that, right? You're everything to me."

He continued to hold you, his hands tracing random patterns across your back. He relished the feeling of your body against his, the way you fit so perfectly in his arms.

"I'm never letting you go" he muttered, more to himself than to you. "You're mine, completely and utterly mine."

He was still coming down from the high of his climax, his body still thrumming with oxytocin. But there was something else there too, a deep, primal possessiveness that had been ignited by your passionate cries and the way you had claimed him as yours.

He held you tighter, his hands moving to grip your waist. "You belong to me" he growled, his voice edged with possessiveness. "No one else can have you. You're mine." "You were so hard at first tough" You faked whined wanting taunting him

Gojo chuckled, feeling your tease and the playful jab at his ego. He loved it when you got sassy and bratty, it always amused him to no end.

"That's no surprise, baby" he drawled, his voice thick with humor. "You do that to me every time. You drive me absolutely wild, you know that?"

"you went possessive after i spoked about my ex" you chimed

Gojo's chest rumbled with a possessive growl at the mention of your ex. The mere thought of anyone else having you, touching you, knowing you the way he did set him on edge.

"Damn right I did" he grumbled, his fingers digging into your hips. "You're mine. No one else gets to touch you, not after me."

He shifted a little, moving to kiss and bite your neck softly. "You're mine, no one else's" he repeated, his voice gruff. "And don't ever talk about your ex in front of me again."

He nipped your skin a little harder, possessiveness overcoming him.

"Never,ever because you're mine baby" Gojo holded you tightly against his chest as he looked towards with a possessive look

"Mine"

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