You let out a groan as Geto pushed himself deeper into you without so much as a grunt. Gojo was sitting there, watching, pouting because he didn’t get his turn but damn.. He’d be lying if he said seeing you like this didn’t turn him all the way on. Brows furrowed, hands gripping the sheets with a vice like grip as you figured out a way to deal with this pent up pleasure and then..

You woke up. This was the third time this month you had a dream so intense and personal about them. They would find out eventually. You let out a sigh and cleaned up the mess before getting ready for the day. You threw on some sweatpants and walked in, of course Geto and Gojo were there, they were your roommates but today was different. Gojo was leaned against the counter staring at you and Geto was on the couch. “You know you’re not sneaky.” Gojo said, smirking as he walked closer.

He pushed you against a wall and waited for you to admit you wanted them.