1 Idk...SEGGGGGS YAYYYYY

It all began with a look. One glance at each other across a crowded room, and everything changed. They had met before, of course, but this time something was different. Something clicked between them. Something undeniable and irrefutable.

Satoru Gojo was the world's strongest sorcerer, respected and feared in equal measure. He knew his way around a fight, and he was good at reading people. So when he saw Naohiro Zenin, he knew there was something special about him. There was a fire burning within those eyes, a flame that matched his own intensity. It drew him in like a moth to a flame, unable to resist its pull.

Gojo was used to being in control, always the one calling the shots. But with Naohiro, things were different. Naohiro was just as strong, if not stronger, than him. And he had a certain way about him that made Gojo feel vulnerable in a way he hadn't felt in years. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

Naohiro was a special grade jujutsu sorcerer, one of the few who could rival Gojo in strength. He was also incredibly handsome, with chiseled features and piercing eyes that seemed to see straight through to the soul. Naohiro, a stoic and disciplined sorcerer, could never have predicted that his heart would be captured by none other than Gojo, the charismatic and enigmatic sorcerer known for his devil-may-care attitude and irresistible charm.

For Gojo, it was love at first sight. He couldn't explain why he was so drawn to Naohiro, but he knew he wanted to be with him more than anything else in the world. It wasn't easy, though. Gojo was used to getting what he wanted, but when it came to Naohiro, he had to work for it.

In the bustling city of Tokyo, the two powerful sorcerers found themselves entwined in a passionate and forbidden affair.

Their meetings were clandestine, hidden away from prying eyes and judgmental whispers. But behind closed doors, their fiery passion erupted like a raging inferno, consuming them both in an intoxicating haze of desire and need.

Naohiro found himself lost in the depths of Gojo's mesmerizing gaze. Gojo, sensing Naohiro's unspoken needs, closed the distance between them with a predatory grace. His touch was electric, sending shivers down Naohiro's spine as they embraced in a dance of longing and restraint. The dojo was filled with the scent of incense and the sound of their synchronized breathing, the tension simmering between them palpable.

Naohiro, with his chiseled features and quiet strength, surrendered himself to Gojo as they moved as one, a symphony of desire and passion. Theirs was a dance of dominance and submission, of power exchanged in whispered promises and shared vulnerabilities.

"I want you, Naohiro," Gojo murmured against his lips, his voice rough with desire. "Please, let me in."

Naohiro trembled at the sound of Gojo's voice, feeling a wave of heat wash over him. He nodded, letting out a soft moan as he leaned into Gojo's embrace. Gojo wasted no time, pressing his lips firmly against Naohiro's, devouring him hungrily.

As their tongues danced together in a frenzy of passion, Naohiro felt the world slip away. He was lost in the moment, consumed by the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that coursed through his body. Gojo's hands roamed over his skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

Gojo's touch was electrifying, making Naohiro feel alive in a way he never thought possible. Each caress sent waves of pleasure through him, causing his body to tremble and his mind to reel. Gojo's fingers explored every inch of his skin, from the tips of his toes to the curve of his hips.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Gojo pulled away, leaving Naohiro panting and breathless. Gojo's lips were swollen and bruised, a testament to the intensity of their kiss. He looked at Naohiro with darkened eyes, his expression intense and possessive.

Gojo finally pulled away, leaving Naohiro panting and breathless. Gojo's lips were swollen and bruised, a testament to the intensity of their kiss. He looked at Naohiro with darkened eyes, his expression intense and possessive.

"What is it?" Naohiro asked, his voice hoarse from the strain of their passionate encounter. "What do you want from me?"

"Everything," Gojo whispered, his voice low and husky. "All I want is you, Naohiro. I want your body, your soul, and everything in between."

Naohiro's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Gojo's words. He felt a surge of desire course through him, making his pulse quicken and his blood race. He wanted Gojo just as badly as he did. More than anyone or anything else in the world.

"Then take me," Naohiro whispered back, his voice barely above a whisper. "Take me now."

With that, Gojo pulled him closer, their bodies pressed together intimately. They kissed again, deeper and more intensely than before. Gojo's tongue tangled with Naohiro's, exploring every corner of his mouth. Their hands moved over each other's bodies, touching and caressing until they were both breathless with desire.

Gojo finally pulled away, leaving Naohiro panting and breathless. He trailed kisses along Naohiro's jawline and neck, eliciting gasps of pleasure from his lover. Then he pushed Naohiro onto his back, straddling him and pinning his arms above his head.

"You're beautiful, Naohiro," Gojo murmured against his ear. "So perfect, so desirable. I want you so bad."

Naohiro shivered at the sound of Gojo's voice, feeling a wave of heat wash over him. He arched his back, pushing his hips up towards Gojo's.

"Do it," Naohiro pleaded softly. "Please, Gojo. Take me."

Gojo grinned wickedly, leaning down to capture Naohiro's lips in another searing kiss. He trailed his tongue along Naohiro's bottom lip, eliciting a groan of pleasure.

"You're so responsive," Gojo murmured against Naohiro's ear. "Tell me, what do you want? What will make you come?"

Naohiro whimpered, his body quivering beneath Gojo's weight. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how eager he was to give himself fully to Gojo.

"Anything," Naohiro gasped. "Just please, don't stop."

Gojo chuckled darkly, leaning down to nip at Naohiro's neck. He trailed his tongue along Naohiro's collarbone, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.

"Good boy," Gojo purred, his voice low and raspy. "Now tell me, where do you want it?"

Naohiro whimpered, his body quivering beneath Gojo's weight. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how eager he was to give himself fully to Gojo.

"Anywhere," Naohiro gasped. "Just please, don't stop."

Gojo chuckled darkly, leaning down to nip at Naohiro's neck. He trailed his tongue along Naohiro's collarbone, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.

"Good boy," Gojo purred, his voice low and raspy. "Now tell me, where do you want it?"

Naohiro swallowed nervously, trying to find the courage to answer. "I-I want you inside me," he stammered. "Please, take me."

Gojo smirked, leaning down to lick at Naohiro's nipple. "Of course," he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say."

With that, Gojo leaned down and took Naohiro's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip before taking it deep into his throat. Naohiro cried out in pleasure, his body arching off the bed as he thrust his hips forward.

"Fuck, yes!" Naohiro cried out. "Don't stop, Gojo! Please, keep going!"

Gojo smirked around Naohiro's cock, pumping his hand in rhythm with his movements. "I'll keep going until you come for me," he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "Until you beg me for more."

Naohiro moaned at the sound of Gojo's words, feeling a wave of heat wash over him. He gripped the sheets tightly, trying to hold on as Gojo continued to work his magic.

"Oh god," Naohiro gasped. "I'm close, Gojo! Don't stop!"

Gojo smirked, pulling back slightly to look up at Naohiro. "Are you ready to come for me?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.

Naohiro nodded, his body tensing with anticipation. "Yes," he gasped. "Please, Gojo. Let me come for you."

With that, Gojo leaned down and took Naohiro's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip before taking it deep into his throat. Naohiro cried out in pleasure, his body arching off the bed as he thrust his hips forward.

"Fuck, yes!" Naohiro cried out. "Don't stop, Gojo! Please, keep going!"

Gojo smirked around Naohiro's cock, pumping his hand in rhythm with his movements. As he realized just how close Naohiro was...Gojo stopped, wanting Naohiro to beg to come for him.

"No, Gojo! Please, don't stop!" Naohiro cried out, his voice desperate and pleading. "Let me come for you, please!"

Gojo smirked, leaning down to lick at Naohiro's nipple. "Not yet," he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "You haven't earned it yet."

Naohiro whimpered, his body quivering beneath Gojo's weight. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how eager he was to give himself fully to Gojo.

"Please," Naohiro begged. "Please, Gojo. I'll do anything you want. Just let me come for you."

Gojo smirked, leaning down to lick at Naohiro's nipple. "Of course," he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's exactly what I plan to do, as he used his limitless cursed technique [BLUE] he used it to attract Naohiro's ass to become even tighter, Naohiro own CT activated automatically to make him even tighter by adapting to the affect [BLUE] had on his ass.

Gojo slowly slide in, feeling Naohiro's tightness surround him. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he murmured against Naohiro's ear. "So tight, so hot. I could stay here forever."

Naohiro moaned at the sound of Gojo's words, feeling a wave of heat wash over him. He wrapped his arms around Gojo's shoulders, holding him close as he began to move.

"You're doing great," Gojo murmured, his voice low and encouraging. "Keep going, just like that. You're almost there."

Naohiro nodded, focusing on the sensations coursing through his body. He thrust his hips forward, meeting Gojo's thrusts with enthusiasm. As they moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Naohiro felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. He was close to coming, close to reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"I'm gonna come," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "Fuck, I'm so close!"

As Gojos members flopped inside the euphoric sound of flesh against flesh sounded like a squelch, which made Gojo smile.

"That's it, baby," Gojo murmured, his voice low and encouraging. "Come for me, Naohiro. Come all over my dick."

Naohiro moaned at the sound of Gojo's words, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over him. He thrust his hips forward, meeting Gojo's thrusts with enthusiasm. As they moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Naohiro felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. He was close to coming, close to reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"I'm gonna come," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "Fuck, I'm so close!"

As Gojo thrust into Naohiro, he could feel his member throbbing with pleasure. He held Naohiro tightly against him, enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressed together. He could feel Naohiro's muscles tightening around his shaft as he neared climax.

"Oh fuck," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "I'm gonna come!"

Gojo grinned, feeling a surge of pride and excitement. He had done it again, made Naohiro come for him. He loved the feeling of being in control, of being able to bring Naohiro to the brink of orgasm and then push him over the edge.

As Naohiro came, his body shaking with pleasure, Gojo thrust harder and faster into him. He could feel Naohiro's muscles contracting around his shaft as he neared his own climax. more powerful than ever, and Naohiro was not ready to end this.

Gojo was still inside him, and Naohiro felt the urge to ride him once more. Naohiro flipped over on top of Gojo, grinding his hips into Gojo's lap as if he was riding him like a horse.

Gojo smirked, grabbing Naohiro's ass and bringing him closer. "Are you sure about that?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. "Because I'm not finished with you yet."

Naohiro nodded, his face flushed with desire. "Yes," he said, his voice low and pleading. "Please, Gojo. Let me ride you again."

Gojo chuckled darkly, wrapping his arms around Naohiro's waist and pulling him closer. "Of course," he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say."

With that, Gojo thrust upward, filling Naohiro with his hard length. Naohiro gasped at the sudden movement, his body arching backwards as he tried to accommodate Gojo's size.

"Fuck," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "You're so big. So deep inside me."

Gojo smirked, leaning down to nip at Naohiro's neck. "And you love it, don't you?" he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "Love taking my cock deep inside you."

Naohiro whimpered, his body quivering beneath Gojo's weight. He couldn't deny it, couldn't resist the feeling of being filled by Gojo's hard length.

"Yes," Naohiro gasped. "Please, take me. Use me however you want."

Gojo chuckled darkly, leaning down to lick at Naohiro's nipple. "Of course," he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's exactly what I was planning to do."

With that, Gojo thrust upwards again, burying himself deep inside Naohiro. Naohiro gasped, his body arching backwards as he tried to accommodate Gojo's size.

"Fuck," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "You're so big. So deep inside me."

Gojo smirked, leaning down to nip at Naohiro's neck. "And you love it, don't you?" he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "Love taking my cock deep inside you."

Naohiro whimpered, his body quivering beneath Gojo's weight. He couldn't deny it, couldn't resist the feeling of being filled by Gojo's hard length. So as he kept riding Gojo going up and down he started to gradually getting faster and his ass was getting tighter as well, Naohiro own CT activated automatically to make him even tighter by adapting to the affect [BLUE] had on his ass.

"You're getting better at this," Gojo murmured, his voice low and appreciative. "Faster, harder. Perfect."

Naohiro grinned, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. He had never been good at riding before, but with Gojo's guidance, he was starting to get the hang of it.

"Thanks," Naohiro gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "But I've got plenty more tricks up my sleeve."

Gojo chuckled darkly, leaning down to nip at Naohiro's neck. "I'm counting on it," he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "Now show me what you've got."

Naohiro grinned, feeling a surge of confidence. He lifted himself up off Gojo's lap, giving him room to breathe. He reached down between them, stroking Gojo's hard length before preceding to put it in his mouth, sucking hard and fast, sliding his tongue over the tip.

Gojo gasped, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over him. Naohiro was good, really good. He was gentle yet firm, using just enough pressure to send waves of pleasure shooting through his body.

"Fuck," Gojo gasped. "You're amazing, Naohiro. Never knew you had such skills."

Naohiro grinned, feeling a surge of pride and accomplishment, despite sounding and being tired beyond reason. "Thanks," he said, his voice slow and low. But before they could continue Naohiro just passed out right then and there covered in semen and his holes being de-flowered all in one night

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Gojo just stared at him, unsure of what to do next. Should he wake Naohiro up? Or should he leave him to rest? After some thought, Gojo decided that the best thing to do would be to leave Naohiro alone and let him sleep.

With that, Gojo gathered up his clothes and left the dojo, heading home to rest and recover from their intense encounter. As he lay in bed that night, thoughts of Naohiro danced through his mind. He couldn't wait to see him again, to spend more time with him and explore their relationship further. He knew that with Naohiro by his side, anything was possible.