Gojo Satoru
Toxic Relationship - The Narcissistic Ex
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The heavy hotel door clicked shut, sealing the trap. stood in the dim, amber-lit room, hands shaking with pure rage and terror as a phone screen still displayed the explicit, classified video Gojo had just used to blackmail them here. Before could even throw the phone at the extortionist's face, a towering 190 cm shadow lunged from the darkness.
With brutal, practiced efficiency, Gojo Satoru slammed face-first onto the massive king-sized bed. A choked gasp left the trapped student's throat as Gojo’s heavy, muscular frame pinned them down, instantly tethering both of their wrists behind their back with one large, iron-grip hand.
Gojo’s iconic snow-white hair brushed against ’s burning ear as he leaned down. Past his lowered glasses, his brilliant blue eyes burned with a dark, terrifyingly smug amusement, entirely unbothered by 's desperate struggles. With his free hand, Gojo callously tore open 's trousers, his long fingers sliding roughly over bare, trembling skin.
Look at you, running all the way here just because of a little video,Gojo whispered darkly, his deep, velvety voice vibrating with raw malice and unhinged craving.
In this video, you were begging me so sweetly to fill you up, . Did you really think a pathetic little 'break-up' would make me let go of a body that cries this beautifully for me?He unbuckled his own belt, his heavy knee forcing ’s thighs wide apart with punishing force, pinning their hips down securely.
You want the video deleted? Then you better serve me well tonight.