This chapter was where I wanted to get on the last one but it was getting too long. After this, don't expect another chapter so soon. I first need to figure out how the story will go on...

So, hope you're up to some smut... If not, I'll mark the more explicit parts again.

As Satoru pulled back, he scolded himself for kissing (Y/N).

'What am I doing, why would I kiss her?'

It took only a fraction of a second for him to think about it. He was impressed by her, no doubt about that. He was taken by surprise with the pain and when he saw her fall to the ground his instinct was to catch her. And then he had pinned her to the wall because he wanted answers on how she managed to hurt him. Her answer was just simple and brilliant...

'So why did I have to kiss her?'

A little voice in the back of his head that sounded awfully like Shoko when she's rational, told him:

"Because you like her. You have fallen for her..."

'No, that can't be possible. It was just the adrenaline mixed with her smell from being so near to her, her hair all messy from training which reminded me of the time I woke up with her, and her red lips...'

By that time, his thoughts were interrupted because (Y/N) kissed him back and his rationality was just gone...

(Y/N) had been overwhelmed by the way Gojo had kissed her. It was short but it was so demanding and full of passion. By the time the man pulled back, he had already ignited a fire in her, a fire that needed more...

His face was only centimeters away from her, she imagined his eyes hidden behind the blindfold staring at her. The exhaustion from the training was gone and so was her rationality. She only acted on instinct when she kissed him back.

She tried to put as much emotion into the kiss as Satoru did. She pushed herself against him, her tongue already exploring his mouth as her hands held on to his neck. Her fingertips reached the brim of his blindfold, so she removed it. She pulled back to look him in the eyes for a brief moment before the man kissed her again.

His hands wandered over her body, squeezing her ass through her shorts, wandering under her shirt while caressing her skin, his lips always hungry for hers. He was driving her crazy, making her desire rise with every second. To vent some of her tension, she pulled his hair forcing him to tilt his head and stop the kiss. She went straight to the curve of his neck where it connects to the shoulder. She bit down, not softly, but not enough to draw blood, then she smoothed out the pain with her tongue.

A growl escaped from the man's throat when she had bitten down, adding the feeling that (Y/N) was dealing with a hungry beast. She felt how the man rubbed himself harder against her, his erection growing in his pants. When she was pleased with her work on his neck, her attention went again to his lips. Not able to explore his body as he did to hers because of the uniform, her hands went to his jacket's zipper.

Once he felt that, he stopped. He pulled away, his hands on her shoulders pushing her against the wall. His blue eyes locked with hers before he questioned her:

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

His voice was heavy with lust and desire, depicting just the same emotions she felt right now.

"Do you have protection?" She managed to ask although feeling out of breath.

"Not here."

"Then we have to do something else."

With an even more intense voice, he said: "Just, just answer yes or no. Do you want me to fuck you?"

Put it that way, she had no doubt. "Yes," she whispered.

Their lips met again with Gojo's hands going to her behind to lift her up. Her legs intertwined naturally around his hips before she felt the world spinning. She opened her eyes and noticed they were no longer in the training room but in his bedroom.

Satoru put her down and as his hands traveled up from her waist, he took her shirt with them, leaving the woman in her sports bra which had a zipper on the front. Before he could open it, she moved first to his jacket. He helped her remove his uniform standing now with his torso exposed.

(Y/N) wanted to explore his soft skin with his hard muscles underneath it, but Satoru pushed her again against the wall. One hand was holding her in place as the other disappeared inside her shorts and underpants...

(Here begins the more explicit part.

You can jump to the next section if you don't want to read it.)

She felt his long fingers glide over her folds while being soaked in her wetness. He then turned his hand so his palm was pressed on her, his middle finger going into her. They weren't kissing anymore, Satoru wanted to see her face.

He then added a second finger inside her while raising the speed of his moves. His fingers then began to hit a special sensitive spot inside of her, while his palm rubbed against her clit, bringing her fast to her limit. As the moans began to rise in her throat, she tried to suppress them, feeling too embarrassed to let them escape freely under the sorcerer's intense gaze, but that just made her sound like she was whimpering. She bit her lower lip to suppress her sounds and looked up under her lashes into his eyes.

Satoru couldn't believe that the woman became even more beautiful as she had already been, but with her reddened cheeks, her eyes full with desire while biting her lip, she was irresistible to him. He glided the one hand on her shoulder to her neck, his thumb brushing her cheek as the other hand increased his rhythm.

(Y/N) was at her limit. She felt the pressure that had formed in her core explode, sending waves of pleasure over her body. Her legs were shaking and if it wasn't for Satoru's arm holding her up, she probably would have fallen to the ground.

As he removed his fingers from inside her, she regained some strength in her legs. She saw how the man licked his fingers clean before their gaze met again. She could swear his eyes had turned darker, desire evident in them.

Once again they shared a passionate kiss as the woman struggled to open up his pants. When she succeeded, the fabric fell to the ground around the man's bare feet. He stepped out of the fabric without breaking the kiss.

Still in his boxers, (Y/N) traced his erection with her hand through the fabric. She could feel his boxers wet with his precum. She wanted to please him too, so she went down on her knees. She didn't completely remove his boxers, only pulling them down enough to set his member free.

One hand was on his thigh, the other holding the foot of his shaft, while her lips closed softly over its head. She licked the tip before taking him deeper inside. Satoru was standing still as the sorceress got used to having him in her mouth. Then, she began to bob her head. With every move, she took him a bit deeper, sometimes making her gag, the vibrations of her throat making the man go crazy.

The hand that was on his shaft was now on the other thigh. She pulled his hips lightly to tell him it was okay for him to go deeper. He needed to focus on not losing control, or else he would just fuck her mouth hard. To prevent that, he put his hands on the wall letting the woman have control of the situation.

Soon, she felt him pulsating inside her, his moans were now audible. She was still holding his hips, pulling him faster and deeper inside her. She felt tears roll down her cheeks as his dick hit the back of her throat, but she didn't mind it. An instant later, his cum filled her mouth.

She stood up in between his arms as he was still holding on to the wall, catching his breath. She gave him a smug smile, proud to let the strong sorcerer out of breath. But just in the next instance, he attacked her again. His lips nibbled on her neck while his hands removed her sports bra. Once her breasts were free, his attention changed to them. With his mouth sucking one of her nipples, a hand playing with the other, the other hand wandered over her hip.

(Y/N) leaned back against the wall while her hands were lost in the man's white hair. She faintly heard the rain falling on the now dark sky, but didn't mind it. It seemed that Gojo had no plans to let her go so soon. He was now going down on his knees while removing her shorts and panties. His hands glided slowly up over her legs, sending shivers through her body as he caressed her inner thighs.

She was still playing with his hair, her eyes closed to savor his touch better. All so slowly, one of his hands finally reached between her legs as he brushed once again her folds. She knew he was watching her closely as she still held his head. Then she felt him blow on her, the feeling was so soft but exciting at the same time. But it was when she felt his tongue on her that a moan escaped her mouth.

Satoru began to lick her softly, twirling his tongue around her clit. Slowly he began to rise his speed until he felt her pull his hair. He stopped abruptly while getting up and away from her. (Y/N) was leaning on the wall, catching her breath as she wondered what Satoru was doing. When she saw him reach into the drawer and take out a condom, she couldn't suppress a smirk.

She watched him remove his boxers and put the condom over his shaft. He then came back, kissing her forcefully. They didn't exchange a word as their bodies and actions spoke clearly.

Once again (Y/N) was lifted up by Satoru, her back pressed against the wall as he positioned himself on her entrance. She felt him glide effortlessly inside her as he filled her completely up. He began right away to thrust into her, fucking her hard. With the teasing he had done with his tongue before, she felt already close to orgasm. She held onto his shoulders while desperately kissing the man as the pleasure he was giving her was too much and she came, shaking her whole body.

It was now his time to smile smugly as he let her down, but her shaking legs needed some support from him. While holding her, he turned her around, kissing the back of her shoulder, his hands traveling over her belly. He wasn't finished yet, so he walked them both forward, in front of his panoramic window. He made her lean forward, her hands on the glass. She could look outside through the window blinds, wondering if someone could see inside.

Gojo didn't let her think as he thrusted into her again. His hands first held to her hips before he reached in front of her, stroking her clit. Her moans began to mix with his as she felt him deep in her. Then his thrust began to be sloppier until he stopped. He was breathing heavily next to her ear before turning her around. The kiss they shared now lacked the intensity they had before but was still full of pleasure which made her stomach do a flip.

As the man's lips traveled to her neck and his hand squeezed her breast, she knew he wasn't done yet. She admired his stamina. He was still standing strong on his legs, while hers felt like gelly. If it wasn't him holding her up, she would just fall to the ground. He knew that, that's why he once again lifted her up and brought her to his bed.

He let his eyes go over her body, looking at her markings, memorizing every inch of her. He had let his desire get the better of him when he had kissed her, but he wouldn't let that happen again. This would be the last time he had sex with her, so he could make this unforgettable.

He got over the woman, his lips, tongue, and fingertips exploring every part of her body. The way he moved, how he took his time to explore her, told her something in him had changed from before. Her mind was too cloudy to get a clear thought to figure the man out, she only felt how his urgency was gone. Although exhausted, she savored every second of the feelings Satoru was giving her and when she heard his question, she had no doubt how to answer.

"Do you want another round?"

"Yes."

After changing the condom, he positioned himself over her, between her legs. He looked into her eyes as he glided inside of her. He moved slowly but deep, her gasps for air telling him he was hitting the right spot. He needed all his willpower to maintain the slow rhythm as he heard the woman plead for him to go faster.

"No. I want you to come like this. I want to see how your body trembles."

She didn't know if it were his words or just a coincidence, but she came in that instance. The slow pace somehow made her orgasm more intense as her body convulsed in spasms. She was so overwhelmed with the feeling that she didn't notice how Satoru came just moments later.

(End of smut)

He once again kissed her lips while still inside her. He took his time to savor her mouth one last time before lying next to (Y/N). He was facing the ceiling while catching his breath. That was it. This was the last time he slept with her. Making sure his voice had a hard timber, he said:

"Don't think that this will change something between us. You're still a curse user and I can hand you over to the higher-ups at any time."

As he didn't get any reply, he looked over to the woman who had fallen asleep. He didn't notice, but his features softened as he saw her sleep peacefully.

He stood up and removed the bedsheets on his side, then, carefully, he moved her to that side and covered her up. He observed her for a while before going to clean himself up. Then he picked up their clothes, sorting out hers to let them on the bed. He exited his bedroom, leaving the woman to sleep alone in his bed. He would sleep on the couch that night.