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Two fingers slid smoothly through that tight slit, so soft and wet thanks to her previous care....
An open palm gripping tightly the skin of that round, exercised ass.
A pitiful moan bursting from the younger one's lips.
"Aahh."
Satoru smiled and kissed the cheek of his boy below him.
Well guess who's back?
They both felt so elated. After Gojo threw his challenge to Sukuna and came back to Yuuji, Yuuji didn't hesitate to welcome him by jumping on him while laughing in tears.
Right after everyone welcomed him back, the attack plans for December 24th began, then they started to feel that excitement inserted in adrenaline, they could finally try to flip the cards.
Yuuji did not leave their side at any time.
Well guess who's back?
That night while Gojo was taking a shower Yuuji came in flushed and anxious, Satoru only had to open his arms for Yuuji to jump on him again, this time with a different kind of feeling on him.
Even if it had been only 20 days it was eternal for both of them, not to mention the anguish of not knowing if Angel's spell was going to work.
But it did.
And right now Yuuji's only concern was that the older man would give him what he wanted so badly ever since he saw him talking about his argument with Sukuna wearing that torn shirt.
"Satoru" gasped when he felt a bite on his right buttock.
"My pretty boy got more muscular in this time, who were you training with, my love?"
Yuuji was about to answer just when he received another spank followed by a hard squeeze.
Satoru sucked saliva in his mouth because of the desire for his boy, it made him tear up and raise his butt, his member was dripping non-stop, a little more and he might come, he needed the older one so much.
"Show me baby, did you feel lonely this time?" he asked and Yuuji turned to see him, a little face full of saliva and teary eyes answered for him, so needy, his pretty boy was begging to be torn apart.
Gojo immediately picked him up placing him on his lap, Yuuji at that settled skin to skin placing the older's member between his sweaty and flushed cheeks. "Sensei, did you miss me?" he asked the question as he rocked on the throbbing member causing another to gasp. Satoru with his hands on Yuuji's waist squeezed hard and pushed him to rub harder. They both let out a needy moan.
"You doubt it?" he asked through gritted teeth, Yuuji licked the other's ear and affirmed letting out a soft, needy sound.
Yuuji ran his hands from his shoulders until they were tangled in the white-haired man's damp hair. "It's just that after waiting so long Sensei didn't even come to see me first when he was released" he complained inches away from the other's mouth.
Satoru averted his gaze from the other's lips to his eyes, wondering with a bit of concern if the younger one meant it.
But obviously what he said was just joking, he knew why Gojo hadn't been with them first, but if he could show himself spoiled about it he wouldn't waste the opportunity. Gojo realized that and removed the remaining inches between them, kissing him urgently and passionately.
Yuuji reciprocated by sucking and joining his tongue with the other's, at the same time running his fingers through those albino strands he loved so much. As he sucked and gasped in the other's mouth, he felt the older man's member at his entrance and he immediately inserted it all the way
As they felt the intrusion they both pulled apart and moaned at the overwhelming sensation, twenty minutes had passed in foreplay and they were both eager to come.
The moment of getting used to the stretching only lasted a few seconds as he began to ride without caring about anything else, Satoru responded to Yuuji's need without concern as he had taken care of the pre-stretching himself.
Between desperate gasps and moans, Yuuji thrust hard meeting the older man's thrusts, both trying to bury themselves deeper into each other. And it was that beyond the desire and euphoria they were feeling that melancholic longing they had found in being apart.
That's the reason for Yuuji's tears and the tight grip of his hands on Satoru's shoulders. Gojo on the other hand looked at him with warm eyes and held the pink-haired's neck firmly keeping their foreheads together. "S-senseii like this, hmm just like this" he whined almost into the other's mouth.
"Anything you want, baby" He continued his impassioned and obscene hip thrusts, only to give him what they both desired.
Between gasps from both of them he whispered that he loved him as he thrust wildly, it didn't take long for both of them to orgasm hard.
"Sensei" hiccupped breaking away a little.
Both of their hearts were beating desperately, Yuuji was breathing heavily and tears were still falling as in his hands he now held the face of the person he loved, he had been afraid of losing him.
Gojo still with one hand on the younger one's neck pulled him down to leave a kiss on his forehead.
"There is no more important person in this world to me than you, Yuuji. Don't ever doubt that." He responded softly to that which Yuuji had said as a game. He then ran a finger over the scar on the pelirosa's face and gave him another kiss, this time on the mark.
It was bitter for both of them to hear the story of how he had gotten that scar, but Satoru asked him not to blame himself for what had happened.
The younger boy felt his feelings welling up again and couldn't help but sob and hug him. Those words made him remember those who had fallen in battles and those who were still missing, it was time to avenge them, to save Megumi.
But just for that night only they and their bodies together mattered, so Gojo made sure to pamper him with desire and love for the whole night.
All that night and all their lives, as far as they could, as far as life ended.