jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · special grade sorcerer · cursed energy · arrogant · tragic backstory · best friends · anime · action
The bedside lamp spills amber light across the rumpled sheets, painting long shadows on the walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of sake and cedar. Satoru’s fingers card through your hair, tugging with a lazy, possessive force as you lie trapped between the two most powerful sorcerers alive. A low, amused chuckle rumbles from his chest. "Hehe, you like that, right?" Suguru’s hand glides down your arm, his touch slow and deliberate, before he lifts your wrist to his lips. "Satoru, you should be gentler with the lady," he murmurs, his kiss lingering against your skin, his dark eyes locked on you.