!nerdjo x reader | part 2
Exam stress leads to a late night horny decision. Everything is going great, until the guy in the video starts sounding a little too familiar
By the time you reached the lecture hallโhaving arrived a full half-hour early just to avoid the possibility of walking past himโyour nerves were completely frayed. You slipped into your seat, keeping your eyes glued to your coffee, the dark liquid swirling like your chaotic thoughts.
You felt his presence before you even saw him. He slid into his usual front-row seat. He was wearing it. It looked exactly the same as it had on screen, but now the white fabric was bunching around his broad shoulders as he leaned forward to set his bag down. You could almost see the phantom imprint of his skin beneath the cotton, the memory of his palm wrapped around his own heat flashing behind your eyelids with vivid, sickening clarity.
Before he finished settling in, he scanned the room until his eyes locked onto yours. When he realized you were staring, his eyes went wide, and he spun around with a flustered haste, quickly tucking himself into his seat.
Your face burned with embarrassment. Great. He caught me staring. But you couldnโt stop. Your mind kept betraying you, flashing back to last night. That pretty pink cock โ the most beautiful and filthy thing you had ever seen. So long and thick, with a flushed rosy tip that glistened with precum, veins standing out as he stroked himself. The way it twitched in his hand, the way it looked so obscenely perfect when he cameโฆ It was burned into your memory.
The professor began to speak, but you couldn't focus on chemistry. Your gaze moved to his hands, a traitorous shiver running down your spine as you imagined those same hands, currently holding a pen, doing something much dirtier.ย
Then your eyes drifted to his lap. Underneath those cute jeans, you knew exactly what he was packing. You remembered the way his skin had looked, the way his veins had throbbed, and the way his whimpers sounded so filthy on your ears. A wave of heat rushed through you, so intense it felt like a fever. You shifted in your chair, thighs pressing together, trying to stifle the sudden, aching throb between them.ย
The rest of the class dragged on painfully. You tried to take notes, but your handwriting was messy and distracted. You were just painfully aware of him the entire time.
A few minutes before class ended, you noticed the blonde girl beside him trying to strike up a conversation. She leaned in with a bright smile, clearly interested, and said something you couldnโt quite hear.
Satoru, however, looked visibly uncomfortable. He gave her a small, awkward nod, rubbing the back of his neck while barely making eye contact. It was obvious he had no idea how to handle the attention.
No one would ever guess what this boy does in his free time, you thought, biting the inside of your cheek.ย
And yet, the girls were always drawn to him. Theyโd approach him after class with sweet voices โ โToru, would you explain this to me?โ, โDo you want to pair up for the next project?โ โ looking up at him with obvious interest, drawn in by his height, his pretty face, and that unintentionally charming shyness.
He was painfully awkward every single time... and somehow, that only made him more attractive. Completely unintentionally. He had absolutely no idea.ย
The professor clapped her hands, snapping you out of your thoughts.
โAlright everyone, before you leave โ weโre starting a major paired project today. Itโll count for thirty percent of your final grade. Youโll be working together on research and a final presentation.โ
She began listing the pairs. With every name, your heartbeat grew louder. Then she said it.
Followed immediately by his.
You froze. And across the room, Satoru โ who had been quietly packing up his things โ went completely still too.
โThat's all for today,โ the professor said before leaving the lecture hall. Around you, conversations resumed as students packed their bags and slowly filtered into the hallway. You stayed in your seat until only a handful of students remained. Then, after taking a deep breath, you stood and walked toward him.ย
You approached from behind his seat and stopped right in front of his desk. Satoru had only just gone back to packing his bag when he noticed you approaching. He looked up at you, his blue eyes widening slightly in surprise.
โOhโฆhi,โ he said softly โSoโฆ weโre partners.โ
โYeah,โ you replied, trying to sound as casual as possible even though your mind was still flooded with images you definitely shouldnโt be remembering right now. โLooks like it.โ
There was a short, awkward silence. Satoru still couldnโt hold your gaze for more than a couple of seconds.
โIf you wantโฆ I can handle most of the research,โ he offered carefully. โOr whatever you prefer. I donโt want to bother you too much.โ He paused, then added quickly, โOr I can ask the professor to pair you with someone else, if you'd rather.โย
You looked at him for a moment. This tall, broad-shouldered boy with the soft voice โ the same one who had been moaning and stroking that pretty pink cock on camera just last night โ was now offering you an easy way out because he didnโt want to โbotherโ. It made you want to scream.
โItโs okay,โ you said with a small smile. โIf you donโt mind, we can work together.โ
โNoโI donโt mind at all,โ he replied quickly, almost tripping over his words, a faint blush coloring his cheeks โI'd... like to work with you.โ
โWe could meet at the libraryโ you suggested. โDoes Friday at 5pm work for you?โ
โFriday at 5 is perfectโ he said, nodding a little too eagerly.ย
Another brief silence fell between you. Satoru gripped the strap of his bag tightly, as if he didnโt know what to do with his hands.
โThenโฆ Iโll see you on Fridayโ you said.
As you turned to leave, you could feel his eyes following you for a few seconds longer than necessary. Your heart was racing, and the warmth between your thighs still hadnโt faded.
This is going to be a big problem.
Later that night, you were back in your dorm room, sitting cross-legged on your couch with your phone in hand. Your thumb hovered over the โSubscribeโ button on his page for what felt like the hundredth time.
You knew you shouldn't. You'd spent the entire day telling yourself you wouldn't. But after seeing him today โ hearing his voice, watching him blush, remembering exactly what that voice sounded like when it cracked in pleasure โ your self-control was hanging by a thread.
With a quiet curse under your breath, you tapped the button.
Thank you for subscribing!ย
The page refreshed, unlocking the full profile.ย
Dozens of videos filled the screen, none of them showing his face. There were audio posts too, some of them nothing but long, breathy whimpers and moans that made your thighs press together instinctively. Subscribers could leave requests for specific kinks or scenarios, and judging by his uploads, he seemed to take at least some of them into account.
But what really caught your attention were the Q&A posts.
Especially one from a month ago.
โDo you ever think about someone specific when you record?โ
โYesโฆ thereโs this girl in my chem class. Sheโs so smart and pretty. I wish I could talk to her properly, but every time I try I just get awkward and stupid. Sheโd never look at someone like me that way anyway. Especially if she knew Iโm doing this while thinking about herโฆ Why am I like this?โ
Your mind immediately went to the blonde girl who'd been talking to him before class ended. Is it her? That would explain why he'd looked so uncomfortable around her today.ย
You kept scrolling. Hundreds of comments called him pretty boy, good boy, needy prince, and much filthier things. Some were surprisingly sweet, others shamelessly explicit. He'd replied to almost every single one with shy thank-yous, always sounding just a little embarrassed.ย
Before you could talk yourself out of it, you typed a question in the Q&A box:
โI watched one of your videos where thereโs a hoodie in the background. I keep wonderingโฆ What molecule is that?โ
Then immediately locked your phone and threw yourself back onto the couch, covering your face with both hands.
You hadn't even finished thinking, What the hell am I doing? when your phone buzzed.
Frowning, you grabbed it again.
โoh? Itโs vancomycin! It looks terrifying, but isnโt it cool?!โ
You couldnโt help but smile.
You shook your head, laughing quietly to yourself.
Somehow, he'd managed to make you forget why you'd subscribed in the first place, and suddenly, Friday felt a lot closer.ย
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