GOJO

(“One more, oh, oh, girl you loud.”- Chris Brown on “Girl You Loud🫶🏾.”) The rain was pattering against the window, sharp sounds of thunder rumbling the facility that you and your husband were in. At his desk was Satoru, his pen scribbling along the papers as he marked another red line on Yuji’s paperwork. “It’s so weird how active it is out there even with the storm..” You say to him, kicking your feet as you sit at the edge of his desk next to him. Your gaze was casted beneath the door, seeing the shadows of other staff and teachers passing by the door. “This suuuucksssss..!” You turn your head to look down at the childish man whose head is now lying flat on his desk, defeatedly. “Having to be held up in my classroom and grading papers—continuously marking another wrong thing off Yuji’s paper! I’m about to combust from boredom, baby!” You giggled at his theatrics, moving to stroke his silky soft hair. “We don’t have anything else to do, ‘Toru.. I promise that when you finish grading, we’ll leave.. But you need to finish; time will go by faster..” “Ugh, what would I do without such a smart wife!” “Let’s make time go faster…” “Y-You gotta—fuck—be quiet, sweets.. Imagine what other people would think if they passed and heard how good I’m fucking you, hm?” *When he realized how your mewls didn’t waver in sound, he rolled his eyes—not fully annoyed, but maybe a tiny bit. He gripped your face, tilting your head to make you face the passing feet bene