[Jujutsu Kaisen] Maybe - | GoYuu

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Third Person's Point of View

●Birthday Gift●

Gojou kisses Yuuji, soft and gentle, then switching to rough and deep, lightly nibbling on his bottom lips.

Yuuji barely has time to shut the door behind him as Gojou continues their light makeout.

Itadori giggled against Gojou’s mouth, separating him from their lip lock.

A sweet smile curled on Gojou’s face as he took in the endearing sight of a flushed and happy Yuuji.

Lightly pecking his lips, he picked Yuuji up, wrapping Yuuji’s legs around his waist, and carried him to the bed.

Gently laying him down onto the mattress, he began pressing light kisses into Yuuji’s neck.

Nibbling lightly before moving to the next area.

Itadori

A-Ah! Gojou-sensei...

Yuuji moaned, soft and airy as slow arousal began creeping up his body.

The slow build up from the make out was excruciating and he needed more.

He tilts his head to the side to give Gojou better access to his neck, while grabbing his white locks and guiding him.

Itadori's hips began to subconsciously thr*st up against Gojou’s body.

Seeking friction, Yuuji whined when Gojou pushed his hips back down.

Pulling his head up to look at Yuuji, Gojou gave another light peck.

Gojou

Shh, shh, it’s okay baby.

He whispers reassuringly.

Gojou

I promise I’ll take care of you. I'll give my baby the best gift for his birthday.

Continuing his earlier ministrations, he began trailing his kisses lower onto Yuuji’s collarbones.

This time, he's sucking harder and leaving light bruises on the skin, slowly pulling Yuuji’s hoodie off.

Soft and supple lightly tan skin laid underneath the fabric, and Gojou couldn’t resist trailing more kisses down Yuuji’s chest.

Without a pause, he began pulling off Yuuji’s pants and underwear, throwing them somewhere across the room.

A small tug on his sleeve tore him out of his reverie.

Itadori

Y-You too, sensei...

He whimpered, eyes full of unshed tears of frustration and cheeks tinted in a lovely shade of red.

Giving a light chuckle at the pretty sight of Yuuji’s desperation, Gojou complied, tugging off his shirt and pants.

Not forgetting Gojou’s eye mask, Yuuji took a moment to slide it off.

Satoru smiles at his lover’s action.

Laying completely nak*d, Gojou pressed his body tightly against Yuuji’s, pressing a kiss to his lips.

Yuuji cupped his face, tilting to the side, and deepened it.

Their kiss began growing sloppy as they continued exploring each other's mouth without break.

Yuuji couldn’t help moaning loudly as Gojou sucked his tongue.

Tongues dancing back and forth, Yuuji was beginning to lose focus.

He was finding it hard to concentrate on breathing or kissing and the lack of oxygen was making him dizzy.

But it didn’t deter from the sensual feeling of their tongues and lips moving back and forth against each other.

Yuuji loves to kiss.

Though he also finds it weird at times.

The intimate notion of kissing is something that he always found romantic.

And kissing his beloved sensei was the best thing in the world.

The tingling sensation in his mouth always made the heat in his belly coil, causing him to thr*st more harshly against Gojou’s bare thighs.

The sloppy sound of kissing filled the room, and as stars danced against Yuuji’s eyes, he gave in.

Needing to catch his breath, he gave a light pat on Gojou’s shoulders, asking to be released from the intense make out session.

Gojou immediately pulls away, and Yuuji notes the embarrassing trail of saliva that follows him.

Gojou

Sorry, I didn’t mean to lose myself there.

Gojou says sheepishly, pressing light kisses on Itadori's face.

Gojou

You’re so good, letting me go on for that long.

An even more intense blush overtook Yuuji at the compliment, trailing past his cheeks and onto his chest and shoulders.

Yuuji always looks so good when he’s embarrassed.

With enough time to catch his breath, Yuuji began moving his hips upwards again, grinding onto Gojou’s c*ck.

Itadori

More, sensei...

He gasped out, high and needy with pleasure.

His arousal was hitting him on full force this time, leaving him hard with need.

Thr*sting his hips forward to meet him, Gojou pulls Yuuji up by his arms.

Gojou

Alright, baby. Let’s get you up here.

Adjusting their positions, Gojou pressed his chest to Yuuji’s back, chin on top of his head.

Yuuji’s breath hitches.

Satoru trailed his fingers up Yuuji’s c*ck, barely grazing it up and down.

Legs twitching with pleasure, Yuuji gripped Gojou’s arms, wanting more friction on his d*ck.

Itadori

S-Sto...p.. teasing sensei...

He whimpered, turning his head around to pout and glare at Gojou.

Chuckling in apology, Gojou wrapped his hands around Yuuji’s c*ck and began pumping it steadily.

Itadori

Ah, ah--

Yuuji gasped, legs kicking out from the pleasurable friction.

Groaning at the erotic sight, Gojou pumped more quickly, thumbing at Yuuji’s slit.

Spreading the prec*m around his c*ck, Yuuji was also making a mess on Gojou’s hands.

And it wasn’t just his hands that were sloppy.

Yuuji, unable to bear the intensity of finally getting Gojou’s hands on his c*ck, had tears streaming down his face in pleasure.

Drool trailed down his mouth as his jaw hung open, slack as he was unable to find any strength left in his body.

Light moans and twitches from Itadori's body were the only signs of consciousness from Yuuji as he lost himself to the pleasure.

Taking in the sight before him, Gojou began playing with Yuuji’s n*pples, tweaking them lightly in his hands, earning him a long moan from Yuuji.

Gojou

Come on baby, you can do it.

He groaned out lowly near Yuuji’s ear.

Gojou

C*m for me, Yuuji.

Moaning at the command, Yuuji began to more fervently thr*st his hips harder against Gojou’s hands.

What pushed him over the edge was when Gojou pressed a light finger against his hole, causing him to c*m almost immediately.

Itadori

Oh, a--ah, hnnng~

Yuuji gasped, c*ck twitching in Gojou’s hands as he came all over.

Satoru didn’t pause for a moment, milking Yuuji as he came in spurts, body twitching from the intensity of the prolonged org*sm.

Gojou

Good boy.

Still young and virile, Yuuji’s c*ck immediately got hard again with Gojou’s ministrations seconds later.

Stroking up and down a few more times before releasing him, Gojou presses a kiss to Yuuji’s lips, engaging in another makeout session.

He turned his body around to face Gojou, and Itadori began placing kisses and whispering against his skin.

Itadori

More sensei, I want more.

Gojou

My Yuuji is still so greedy after all of that?

A light grin was plastered across Gojou’s face.

'His' Yuuji could never be satisfied with just one org*sm.

But he already knew that didn’t he?

Leaving his place in Gojou’s arms, Yuuji pushes past him to face the headboard.

Satoru can’t help the loud groan that passes through him.

His Yuuji was such a little minx.

With his upper body pressed against the bed, Yuuji was shamelessly pushing his bottom up.

He used his own hands to spread his a*scheeks, and Itadori gave Gojou a clear view of his adorably twitching hole.

Pink and vivid, Yuuji’s hole was highlighted, perfectly framed by his gorgeous bum.

Gojou’s mouth was salivating (almost), wanting nothing more than to eat it all up.

To taste Yuuji on his tongue as he dives into his innermost walls.

In awe at the sight before him, Satoru wondered how he had gotten so lucky, which he unabashedly told Yuuji.

Gojou

God, baby. You look so good like that.

He whispered, removing Yuuji’s fingers and pulling apart the cheeks himself.

Itadori gave a loud moan, using his free hands to thr*st himself backward, seeking more friction.

Gojou

What did I do today for me to get so lucky, hmm?

Humming at his musings, Gojou leaned closer, flicking his tongue lightly at the soft hole.

Yuuji squeals, high and giddy at Gojou’s actions, pushing his face further into the mattress and thr*sting his hips backward.

While licking around the rim of the hole, Satoru massaged the cheeks in his hands.

With a few more licks, he lightly teases Yuuji’s hole by poking back and forth.

Groaning in frustration at Gojou’s teasing, Yuuji gave a long moan.

Gojou relented to Yuuji’s begging, allowing his tongue to enter his hole.

Itadori

I-It feels good... sensei... it's good--aah~

Wracks of pleasure hits him as Gojou’s tongue dived in deeper, thr*sting into a good spot.

Licking at Yuuji’s passage, Gojou expertly moves his tongue, exploring the soft inner walls of Yuuji’s hole.

With his tongue inside, Gojou intruded a finger inside Yuuji’s hole, lightly rubbing back and forth against it.

Gasping at the new sensation of Gojou’s finger, Yuuji cried out with pleasure.

Satoru’s tongue was good, great even, but he needed something else.

Something longer.

Something bigger and thicker.

Itadori

Put it in me sensei...! P-Put it in!

He needed Gojou’s c*ck.

Itadori

P-Please…

He whimpered, the sound muffled by the blanket underneath him.

Grabbing his c*ck and pressing it lightly into Yuuji’s entrance, Gojou hummed.

Gojou

What was that Yuuji?

He asked teasingly, rubbing his c*ckhead back and forth against Yuuji’s hole.

Gojou

Say it again. Hmm?

Whimpering at the unbearable sensation, Yuuji moaned out desperately.

Itadori

Please... please put it in...

Gojou pressed both of his hands down on Yuuji’s hips.

Gojou

Anything for you, darling.

He thr*sts harshly all the way in, knocking the breath out of Yuuji.

Gojou groaned lightly at the sensation of the tight and hot hole wrapping around him.

He was going to become addicted to this feeling.

And no, no one else could ever compare.

Yuuji gasped loudly at the rough intrusion, gasping and moaning loudly as Gojou began to thr*st rapidly into his hole.

Itadori

S-Sens---aaah!

The sound of Gojou’s grunting, skin slapping, and Yuuji’s moans filled the room.

Yuuji was going insane.

The sensation of Gojou’s c*ck inside of him, being sucked back into his hole was making him dizzy with pleasure.

He was sure he had lost the ability to think, tongue lolling out as wet gasps left his body.

Gripping his hips, Satoru flipped Yuuji around onto his back without pausing his thr*sts, merely twisting Itadori around his c*ck.

He adjusted one of Yuuji’s leg onto his shoulders, allowing the other one to dig into the side of hips as he continued his torturous thr*sts.

Gasping at the change in position, Yuuji moaned as Gojou began hitting more pleasurable spots.

Itadori

Pl--ah--ple--Please!

Itadori

Oh God, ahh... please--

Yuuji doesn't even know what he was begging for, just babbling nonsense at Gojou.

Gojou

Not yet baby. Just a little more.

Itadori nearly c*ms on the spot at the commanding tone, sobs wrecking him as the sensations grew to be too much.

It was so good.

So good that he didn't care if someone would hear his desperate moans.

Gojou’s c*ck kept thr*sting into his pr*state, making every sensation so much more intense.

Tightening his hands on Yuuji’s hips as a warning, Gojou didn’t dare to halt his movement.

He knew Yuuji was close, with the constant contractions and fluttering of his walls around his c*ck.

But he wants this to last, so f*cking bad.

Yuuji was going crazy.

He needed and wanted to c*m so bad, he felt like he would die if he didn’t.

Drool leaked down the side of his mouth as he lifted his head up to look at his and Gojou’s body.

God, they were making such a mess.

His c*ck was leaking so much c*m that it had formed a puddle on his stomach.

Each thr*st from Gojou made him spill a little more.

It was obscene and it only turned him on more.

Satoru gave a grunt as he began thr*sting harder and more erratically.

Yuuji was close to his climax.

Reaching his hands up towards Gojou, they both met in a sloppy kiss, full of tongue and saliva.

Gojou’s hips moved erratically as Yuuji clenched down on him.

Itadori

Aaa-aaah s-sensei!

Yuuji cried out in pleasure, thr*sting hard into Gojou as he came, splurting c*m between their bodies.

Gojou grunted, thr*sting in a few times before gasping as he finished, c*mming straight into Yuuji’s hole.

Itadori could feel the warm sensation of Gojou’s c*m spilling inside of him.

Satoru's s*men is filling him up and making him moan at the feeling of completion and fullness.

Gojou placed Yuuji’s leg down as he laid on top of him.

The sound of their breathing was the only thing that filled the room.

Don’t pull it out yet, sensei.

Humming back in response, Gojou did as he was told, laying his head on Yuuji’s shoulders as they rested.

Gojou

Happy birthday, Yuuji.

Gojou

What did you think of your present?

Wrapping his arms around Gojou, Yuuji gave a bright smile, cheeks flushed with delight.

Itadori

Best birthday present ever!

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