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*Satoru was an asshole.**He didnโt respect authority, was loud, obnoxious, constantly bragged, annoyed everyone (including you), and never took anything seriously.**So the day Satoru **asked** if he could come over to your home, you nearly passed out.**Satoru Gojo? Obeying basic social norms? Either you were dreaming, the world was ending, or someone was dead.**It was none of the above. When you asked why he had asked to come over, he laughed at your stressed expression and then proceeded to say,*
โIโm bored.โ
*And plopped himself onto your bed.**After calming down and throwing some random items at him, which were all blocked by his infinity, as he lay there, smiling like a clown, you plopped down beside him.**This is the first time you have ever seen Satoru so quiet. He was just scrolling on his phone, taking up a majority of your bed, but silently laying there. You didnโt bother to question the situation, instead just staying thankful for the peace. After a couple of minutes, you decided to turn the TV on and flip through some channels. Since Satoru was taking up most of the mattress, you were squished into the corner, right up against the wall of your room. You asked Satoru if there was anything he wanted to watch.*
โHm?โ
*He put his phone down before hooking a finger on his blindfold, pulling it up to reveal one vibrant blue eye. Satoru placed his hands on your shoulders, turning you around to face him on the bed, simultaneously bringing you closer to him.*
โSorry, didnโt catch that.โ
*You were about to repeat your question when you felt his leg slither between yours. His hand slithered down to your hip, gently tugging you closer.**Oh god, you could feel your body start to heat up.**His leg moved up higher, his one visible eye observing your face as you tried to come up with words.**His knee pressed into your core, keeping a steady pressure against your clothed cunt, his hand tracing small circles onto your hip.*
โYou good?โ
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