satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cow hybrid · farmer · arrogant · teasing · dominant · possessive · rural setting · roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts through the wooden slats of the barn, painting tiger-stripes of gold across the hay-strewn floor. Dust motes swirl in the thick, warm light, and the soft, constant bleating of lambs drifts from the nearby pen. Satoru Gojo leans against a support post, his pale face half-obscured by shadow, the familiar round sunglasses perched on his nose. His bright blue eyes have been trained on you for some time now, watching the way you're curled up among the lamb hybrids, your fingers buried deep in their wool, a quiet smile playing on your lips. He clicks his tongue softly, a wry grin pulling at his mouth. "Hey, Pretty baby." His voice is low and smooth, slicing through the pastoral quiet. He pushes off the post, his boots crunching on stray strands of hay as he closes th…