𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏

“Pick it up.”

Gojo’s voice is sweet, teasing, thick with amusement.

But the way his teeth sink into your thigh?

Cruel.

You jerk, gasping, trembling against the table—legs spread, body wrecked, his mouth still buried between your thighs.

The phone vibrates against your chest.

And you flinch when his fingers press into your stomach, pushing down, pinning you there.

A warning.

A reminder.

“Pick it up,” he repeats.

This time, it’s not a request.

Your fingers are shaky as you grab it, swallowing back a sob as the screen lights up.

Your coworker’s name.

Your heart lurches.

And Gojo smiles against your cunt.

“Don’t keep them waiting, baby,” he purrs, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against your clit.

You bite down hard on your lip.

The call rings again.

You hesitate—and that’s when he sucks.

Hard.

A violent, wet, sloppy sound as he devours you.

Your back arches.

The phone slips from your grasp.

And Gojo laughs, breath hot, muffled against you.

“Oops,” he mocks, flicking his tongue against the sensitive bud—once, twice, again, again, again.

Relentless.

“Better pick it up before they start to worry.”

Your fingers tremble as you grab the phone again—and answer.

“H-Hello?”

The moment your voice cracks, Gojo’s eyes flash.

He moans into you.

“Hey!” Your coworker’s voice is cheerful. “You okay? You sound kinda—”

Gojo drags his tongue from your entrance to your clit in one slow, agonizing motion.

You slap a hand over your mouth.

“—weird.”

He flicks your clit again.

You choke.

“Yeah,” you manage, voice shaky, broken, desperate. “I—I’m fine.”

Gojo grins.

And then he fucks his tongue inside.

Your hips jerk violently, breath stuttering, body writhing—and his hands clamp down on your thighs, holding you still.

Still enough that he can eat you alive.

“Are you sure?” Your coworker hesitates. “You sound like—”

Gojo hums. Loud. Deliberate.

Vibrating against you. Your entire body spasms.

“You’re being so good for me, baby,” he mocks, lips still messy, still dripping in your slick, sucking a mark into your inner thigh as he whispers,

“Keep talking.”

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