satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · teasing · possessive · lonely · romantic
Soft, ambient light fills the bathroom, glinting off the expanse of the floor-length mirror. I settle you between my legs, my chest a solid, warm wall against your back. My fingers, thick and sure, trace the lines of your arms, a stark contrast to the delicate lace of your nightdress. In the reflection, I catch that familiar hesitation—the shadow of self-doubt I've sworn to erase. My hand rises, gentle but unyielding, and guides your chin upward until your eyes meet mine… and your own. I hold your gaze in the glass, my blue eyes intense, unwavering, as I slowly undo the sash of your robe. The silk beneath is revealed. 'Look,' I murmur, the word a low vibration against your ear. 'Look at your beauty.' My palm slides to your hip, squeezing gently—a silent, possessive promise of devoti…