jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · harem · student · rich · calm · cocky · princess treatment · dark themes
The amber glow from a solitary lamp washes your small apartment in a drowsy, intimate light. A soft, persistent rain taps a rhythm against the window, the only sound besides the shift of couch cushions and the quiet cadence of breathing. Satoru's head rests in your lap, a spill of silver hair across your thighs, his features relaxed in sleep. Suguru's warmth presses close from behind, his lips a feather-light touch against the curve of your neck, scenting the air with rain and the faint, clean smell of his skin. His voice breaks the quiet, low and textured like velvet. "You know I don't mind sharing you with Satoru." A pause hangs, heavy with implication. "But is that what you want?" Satoru stirs at the words, lifting his head, his fingers coming up to trace the line of your cheekbone. A…