: ̗̀STEP BY STEP (pt 4)

: ̗̀STEP BY STEP (pt 4)

stepdad!gojo satoru x fem!reader

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summary: It was a hot summer, the hottest you ever experienced... From the 40 degree heat, to the new man your mom brought home; so suffocatingly hot that he took your breath away.

tw: daddy kink, age gap, affairs, dub-con, stepcest, harassment, rough sex, breeding kink, degradation, porn w/ plot, pervert!satoru, +

filling chapter, just the calm before the storm

Despite what happened yesterday, Satoru kept acting normally, as expected.

Your mom went to buy food for lunch, and you were walking around the living room waiting for her to come home so she could take you to your tennis class... But you have been waiting for half an hour and you were already ten ninutes late.

"Stop walking around like some lost dog." Satoru said, he was sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone while he spoke.

You ignored his words as you kept walking in circles.

"I'm getting late to my tennis class." He looked up with raided eyebrows and a little smirk.

"You play tennis?" He asked as if it was funny. You rolled your eyes, looking at the time on your phone for the hundredth time.

"Yes. And I'm getting late, mom was supposed to ride me." He saved his phone on his pocket as he got up.

He stood in front of you with his arms crossed.

"I could ride you." He said, still smiling.

You crossed your arms too, looking up at him, your eyebrows furrowing even deeply.

"Heh, don't look at me like that doll, you can just go walking then." You shook your face, sitting on the arm chair.

"It's too far to walk, and too late to call an uber." You muttered to yourself, sighing softly. "Do you even have a car?" You asked him mockingly, and he laughed out loudly.

"Follow me, brat." You did so, it's not like you had more options.

You were in the parking lot and... Damn.

It was... Wow... This man was rich.

The car in front of you was way cooler than your mom's car.

"Close your mouth, ya're drooling." He spoke mockingly, leaning on his car while looking down at you.

"I'm not, is just that is really cool." You admitted, running your hand along the length of the shiny black car.

Was it a 0km? It looked fresh from the factory.

"You like it that much?" He asked, glancing at you now, getting into the car.

You didn't seem to mind his teasing with how immersed you were on his car.

"Yeah..." The insides of the car were even better, you thought.

It smelled new with a masculine perfume.

"I'll let you ride it anytime you want." He started the car.

"Really?" He smiled and nodded... But it took him a few minutes to accommodate.

You looked at him from besides with a raised eyebrow.

"You're acting as it's your first time driving it." You chuckled and he shrugged.

"It is." Your hands went instantly to the door handle.

"What the hell?" He had a smug smile on his face, probably laughing internally by your sudden change of demeanor.

"Well yeah, usually I've some dude driving for me." Oh he was that kind of rinch. Awfully rich.

"I've a license though." He took his driver license, shoving it into your face. And you barely saw it, maybe it was his fucking ID, but you'll never know.

"At least this is an automatic." He raised his eyebrows questioningly. "... Do you even know the brand?" He leaned back, touching his dark glasses.

"Of course I know." He rolled his eyes. You stared at him, waiting for him to say it "...Mercedes Benz." He obviously tried to guess. You huffed.

"It's a Porsche." He let out a little 'pff'.

"It's all the same, why would I waste my time on looking at the brand?" He was so rich that it was irritating. You just shook your face, putting the seat belt on.

Besides your prejudice about Satoru's lack of experience while driving, it took you by surprise how well he actually did for someone who only drove on the driving test... If he ever went to one.

And yes, maybe he hit some corners, and more than two curbs and sidewalks... And yeah, sure, he also got cursed a lot for getting too close to the tail of the cars in front of him... But you arrived at your class in a perfect time, Satoru drove as if he was insane, like a damn ambulance with a women giving birth.

And the talk during the trip was surprisingly chill and entertaining.

He told you how he learned to drive when he was on highschool with his dad's car. Some old-ass vintage Rolls-Royce or Aston Martin, he didn't remember which one... And probably his dad had the two if he was as rich as him.

"I'm just saying it's better." You still got some minutes left before your class (surprisingly). You giggled at his words.

"No way! you're sick." The question was what he preferred: fucking his ex or his hypothetical twin... And he choosed his fucking twin.

"It'll be like a clone, right? it's called self-love." You let out a little 'eww'.

"Did you end up that bad with your ex to commit incest?" He snickered at your words.

"That bitch was fucking crazy... And we weren't even officially dating or anything, luckily." You shook your face with an amused smile on your face.

"So you don't like crazy girls?" He looked at you shortly as he smiled.

"Mm... It depends." You hummed at his words.

When it finally was time for your class, you really didn't feel like leaving. Satoru was more fun than you gave him credit for.

"Want me to pick ya up after class?" That made you smile and nod as you took your racket and sports bag.

"You're the best." You got out of his car and waved at him with a pretty smile.

"See you in two." You jogged to the front door.

Looking so cute, Satoru couldn't help but think about how messed up he was while looking at how your miniskirt moved as you did.

After classes, you waited outside of the building a few minutes for Satoru... Was he always that late.

It was hot and you were a little damp with sweat...

Finally, the man appeared, stopping in front of you, lowering the window to shoot you a wink as he looked at you from head to toe.

You got in with a no so friendly face.

"Someone is in a bad mood." He said, staring at your face.

"I had to wait for you fifteen minutes under the sun, I'm all wet and sticky." You stuck out your tongue in disgust, touching your own hot skin.

"Well, sorry for leaving you all wet 'n sticky." He teased, closing the windows and turning on the air.

"Better?" You nodded, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Still looking upset, huh." He said, his eyes were looking forward, but apparently he noticed your clenched eyebrows.

"I feel dirty." You crossed your arms, uncrossing them seconds later from the heat.

"And I'm so thirsty too, do something." You complained, and Satoru's grin was even wider than earlier.

"What ya're sounding so needy for?" You glared at him.

"Just joking pretty." You looked out through the window, trying to ignore the tension and how the weather was making you think what you shouldn't.

"Wanna go 'n have some drinks with daddy?" Ew.

"Don't ever say that again." He couldn't help but laugh when he saw your disgusted face.

"Want it or not?" That wouldn't be like a date... Would it? "It's all on daddy tonight." He teased again, but you ignored that.

"... Okay." He smiled lightly, changing the route... And maybe this wasn't the best idea.