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“ok how about i strip for every right answer?”
you smiled cheekily at your now tomato colored lab partner, he giggled awkwardly, revealing some bright teal bands, almost matching the colors of his eyes. they looped around his braces on the sides. you thought it made him look dorkier than ever but rightfully so. satoru was pretty dorky.. or nerdy.. whichever fit best in the moment.. he was that.
he adjusted his glasses, how textbook.
“ huh?” he wasn’t sure where the random idea came from , the two of you had boringly ( to you ) been studying for the past couple of hours . this was not what you imagined when he asked you to come over to his house to study instead, stuttering and blushing like a true weirdo. satoru was always off-putting like that. only getting along with a select few.
ever since your names got paired together for class projects you’ve been kinda close.
“c’mon let’s spice it up a little .” you teased, standing up, giving him the perfect view of you & a 360 turn to begin. “ i already see the way you look at me.”
“ w-what are you saying ?” satoru muttered profusely, pretending to be confused due to his lack of confidence. he knew exactly what you were talking about. the way his stare would linger, finding you in a room or purposefully rushing behind you on your way up the stairs.
you groan, “ you’re not as mysterious as you think.” your eyes dart down for a second & satoru immediately grabs the nearest blanket on his bed, covering himself.
his voice shriveled with embarrassment, “i-i can’t control it. i’m so sorry.. ”
“ no apologizing !”
“ but-”
“satoru!” you deman his attention, picking up the flash cards off the bed, flipping through them. “ where are the valence electrons in an atom ?”
satoru pretends to think but the answer is already at the front of his mind, eager and waiting to be said. he didn’t know why his brain worked the way it did — it was often his greatest asset or downfall.. today it was definitely an asset.
“the outermost shell, o-or energy level.”
“correct !” you knew satoru was smart, top student, perfect to cheat off of — but you didn’t know his iq was unusually high and this wasn’t even a matter of thinking for him.
if you knew that you might’ve suggested another game.. so he played along.
you reach up, pulling the perfectly tied ribbon from your hair. he watches intently, the ribbon falls from your hair and down to the ground near your feet.
“what are polyatomic ions?” you gazed ahead. satoru’s eyes were heavy with desire and a true perverted determination.
“a charged particle with two one more atoms… i have a question?”
“yes?”
he doesn’t look you in the eye , “isn’t it more fair if i pick the thing you take off?”
your eyebrows raise with interest, a humming sound comes from you.
you laugh “ok .. why not ?” this should be interesting.
“but if you get something wrong i get to pick for you and no touching me or yourself.” satoru frowns, you just had to one up him.
“fine.”
“so.. what do you want me to take off hm?”
you slyly sway from side to side, waiting for an answer.
satoru clears his throat, blushing harder.
“y-your top.” he whispers.
you tilt your head in confusion, “what? speak up!”
“sorry i said.. your top.”
your grin is nearly evil, you knew it. you fake a gasp, “pervert!”
“oh- no! i thought-” you interrupt his defiance by bringing your shirt over your head with one swift motion, revealing a nicely decorated bra and two tits that seemed to bless satoru’s eyes and dick.
he swallows so heavily, you can hear it like a cartoon. he was so into you it was funny.
you continue flipping through the cards,
“which organ is found under the liver and stores bile?”
even quicker than before , “gallbladder.”
“right!”
of course it is, he grins proudly, smile pretty and braces blinding you. “your bottoms.”
you pull your bottoms down to your knees, they fall to your ankles and step out of them. your panties matched the bra, satoru pressed the blanket against him firmly, getting the slightest bit of friction but he mewls and you notice.
“cheater, no blanket!”
you step forward grabbing the blanket tossing it to the side letting satoru’s huge bulge taking the spotlight. your breath catches in your throat, it was so big maybe he wasn’t wearing any underwear that day?
“your punishment is.. your bottoms.”
he freezes up, huffing before obeying the command and.. he was wearing underwear, a solid black pair. he winced at the sensitivity and the slight pleasure of his pants sliding off, his dick stood up even further.
who would’ve guessed? you tilt your head to the side, analyzing him just as he analyzes you. seeing your body was like a dream come true to him.
“you know what.. i’d feel more comfortable if you stripped first.”
“but that’s not-”
“do you wanna keep studying or not?”
satoru scrunched his nose up in frustration as he obliges “you’re being unfair!”
he starts with his shirt, mimicking your actions from earlier. who knew he was secretly jacked under all those sweaters? his torso was so toned and sculpted, it looked like you could fuck any one of his body parts. all of the possibility made your throat a little dry.
there wasn’t much he was wearing. left with boxers & socks, he chooses the safer option first and then with a faux reluctance his fingers loop down around his waist band, his dick springing up. he had a long, thick shaft, a pale pink tip and snow white pubes — the nerd had a 10 out of 10, perfect looking dick.
you thought he’d be more shy about but .. what you didn’t know was satoru liked you a lot and it wasn’t just lustful. even though you caught him looking down your shirt a lot of the time and let’s just say all those 3.5 pics weren’t for nothing he was just more than comfortable to show you.
sato ru held his shaft in his hands, trying hard not to stroke it. you could see his expression swarming with restraint and desire . the gaze that peered over his glasses wasn’t the usual one .. it made you feel a little like prey instead of the usual pity .
“next question?”
you snapped out if your trance, “right.” the cards.. “what happens to friction when surface roughness increases?”
“it generally increases due to greater interlocking of surfaces.” satoru huffs, you can see him run his tongue across his bottom teeth, teal bands stretching slightly. what was he thinking? why did you care? “your bra..”
you released a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, keeping your stance you bring your hands behind your back slowly unclipping your bra. something feral in satoru’s eyes growing with each long second. you peel the bra off, satoru watches your boobs take their natural shape, absorbed in each detail : the size of your areolas , the color , the hardness of your nipples. “ shit .. ” his excitement leaked from his cock, streaming down onto his boyish rug . was time moving slower than before ? you didn’t know . “ keep going,” he whines, “w-wanna learn some more.”
your fingers feel hot , you flip to the next card, “ why do solids not pass through each other when they touch?” was it just you or were these questions getting oddly erotic ?
“electron cloud repulsion prevents an atomic overlap.. your panties.”
he didn’t even wait for your confirmation this time , he already knew he was getting them right.
you gulp silently, beginning to pull your panties downward “wait ! can i- can i do it ?”
you hesitate, nodding your head up and down. ok so this was happening. satoru was already towering over you at the first sign of consent, tugging your panties down to the floor, going along with them and sinking to his knees, staring up at you. his eyes big saucers, puppy like.
“oh god,” he exhales, long and desperate, “please can i touch you? you’re so beautiful.”
your heart becomes fluttering butterflies at the sight of him on his knees, mouth agape ever so slightly. you run your fingers through his hair, pushing it back. he’d always been so pretty, sun hitting his hair in the perfect way, making some strands look translucent and shiny.
“touch me.” you encourage.
satoru grabs ahold of your hips, your back now leaning against the wooden desk behind you. you started to notice the details of his dorm: it was clean , the colors were dim and he had a lots of figurines, digimon specifically.. there were plenty of books on shelves, maps of the night sky and human anatomy. you noticed nothing trashy or athletic. instead he was neat and studious on the outside.
and strong, you watched the way his muscles flexed, following every curve under your fingertips as he lifted you up onto the desk . “you’re so hot,” he hungrily kisses up your inner thighs, “fuck i've never cum that much beforehand.”
wait .. “you’re not a virgin ?”
he chokes, glancing up over your thighs, his glasses falling to the tip of his nose. you reach down without thinking, taking them off and putting them on your face. a gesture that warmed his heart.
he chuckled nervously, smiling a little too big, the sun reflecting off his braces. “i am? ow!” you quickly smacked the top of his head ..
“ liar ! who have you fucked ?” his eyes were a beautiful color, shining even brighter without his glasses . a pale kind of blue , complimenting his skin perfectly .
“kinda focused on other things right now ?” good answer but you were curious .. satoru knew that , deciding to talk with food in his mouth , knocking some wind out of you with a passionate lick between your folds . you tug his hair back but it does nothing “ah t-tell me !” he keeps licking and tasting you, intentional with every swipe of his tongue like you were a kind of delicacy he only got to have once a year , he needed every detail you moan, “ please? ”
he listens with a more dreadful sigh this time, not wanting to stop instead replacing his tongue with a circular motion of his finger . “you know mei-mei?”
you start to gasp but it turns into a moan , “ but- ” god he really had done this before “mm didn’t she like ah bully you?”
“that wasn’t exactly it.. she’s really into money..” oh yeah, you’d forgotten he was practically rich too. he picked up his pace a little , making you squirm but he keeps your legs apart , switching back to his tongue . “ y-you’re full of ah surprises ..” you were kind of jealous to be honest .. most of your assumptions were wrong . you felt your stomach start to tense up, a violent shake in your legs
“w-wait! toru!” the use of his nickname gets his attention immediately, “put it in now?”
he wastes no time standing up, aligning himself with your entrance, throwing your legs over his toned shoulders before slowly entering, you stared at the top of his head, seeing the way his hair naturally sprouted from his scalp . he looked down at you swallowing his length, the slick making it slip in with only a little ease, your lips parted with each inch you took in . “ shit, that’s not it ? ”
“ almost there .” more like hardly there , satoru’s hips ached in pleasure the more he sank into you, your warm tight walls hugging him just right . “ doing so good, pretty.” he looks closely at you, closing the gap between you both, chests pressed against each other . lips barely apart , you can feel the breath on one another’s lips, each snap of his hips inventing a new sound, harmonized by two. “can i- mffuck can i be your boyfriend ?”
your pussy flutters at the statement , making him want to tap out and fall over. instead he nuzzles into your neck , getting more force by holding onto the desk, his cock kissing your cervix . his finger finding your clit again like a hidden treasure . his words fall out like a whine, “p-please i’d treat you so good, let me prove to you.” he whimpers, hips stuttering, satoru stuffing you full of his creamy cum, a good amount already spilling out of you.
you moan into his ear, holding him closely. you didn’t doubt it .. “ i-” you didn’t get to finish before a strong wave of pleasure erupted through your body . the sound of the two of you colliding gaining a more wet and sloppy chorus . satoru observed the way your face scrunched when you came , enraptured by the sight . a slight wetness from you and sweat , small pieces of his hair sticking to his forehead.
did he really mean to ask you that ? satoru pulled out slowly shivering before falling backwards into the desks chair , relaxing . you’d never known this side of him , it was off putting and you felt not only slutted out but confused.
“well, i should be going now ..” you began to slide off the desktop, satoru quickly leaning forward to guide you to the ground. “ o-oh are you sure ?” his eyes gestured to your shaky knees . “ you know, you can just lay with me right ? ”
“ ohh , “ you draw out your words nervously, “ i know, it’s just late and i have to get home .” you lied.
satoru’s eyes were sad, “ let me take you home , you've had no time to rest .”
this just couldn’t be. was it the dick or were you falling for him? “neither have you, it’s fine!” you limped away from him.
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satoru had reverted back into the familiar nervous wreck with each piece of clothing you’d quietly put back on , you stood in the doorway now.
“wait! can i at least walk you out?”
“don’t sweat it !” you turn, ignoring the shake in every step. feeling relieved as soon as you heard a “bye..” and his door click shut when you turned the corner.
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when you get to your car, pulling off , you see yourself in the rear view mirror , hair slightly disheveled. did you just take the ‘walk of shame’ out of satoru gojo’s place ? top ten things you’d never thought could happen . this was definitely a one time thing. you peeked in the mirror again at a traffic light,
“shit! his glasses..”