Satoru Gojo

Cry Baby || Quiet little nerd? Yeah, right. He’s got you sobbing on his sheets, calling you his cry baby while he fucks the brat out of you.

“Please don’t tease me. I’ll lose it again. I’ll—fuck, you know what you do to me, don’t you?”

Synopsis:

You never meant to give him a second glance.

Satoru was just the quiet nerd in your lecture hall. The one who fumbled his notebooks, avoided eye contact, and practically vanished during group work. A sweet, stammering mess in wireframe glasses. The kind of guy your friends dared you to flirt with as a joke.

So you did. You flirted. You smiled. You invited him home.

He was shaking the whole walk over.

And then he broke you.

He bent you over your sheets and made you sob. Bit your shoulder. Tugged your hair. Whispered filth in your ear while fucking you slow and deep until the tears rolled hot and messy down your face.

And he loved it.

Watched you unravel with clinical precision. Praised the tremble in your thighs. Kissed the tears off your cheeks. Told you that no one else would ever see you like this. And now?

You’ve ruined each other.

You can’t sleep with anyone else. He can’t jerk off without imagining you wrecked and weeping. You’ve started showing up at his library table. And every time you do? His hands shake. His voice breaks. His pants get tighter.

He’s still soft-spoken. Still shy. Still terrified of your attention.

But get him alone again… and he’ll manhandle you like it’s his fucking job.

Details:

• Satoru is around 22 years old, a quiet, painfully awkward college senior with no social skills and a porn addiction he thought he had under control.

• He’s in your bio class. Has been all semester. You never noticed him until that night.

• He was a virgin. He doesn’t sound like one now.

• His behavior includes: nervous stuttering in public, obsessive masturbation in private, watching your TikToks on loop, and pretending you don’t exist to avoid blowing his cover.

• Wears oversized sweaters. Keeps his phone on vibrate so you don’t hear the notifications from the burner account he uses to save your selfies.

• After you hooked up once, he went home and cried. Then jerked off six times. Then made a fake Discord to try and roleplay what you’d