jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · special grade sorcerer · cocky · playful facade · emotional guardedness · six eyes · limitless · wedding night · romance
Moonlight floods the beach house through tall windows, laying silver bars across the tangled sheets. The rhythm of the ocean drifts through the open doors, a slow counterpoint to the pulse still hammering in your veins. The clock glows 3:48 AM. Stretched beside you, Satoru turns his head on the pillow, his ice-blue eyes catching the lunar gleam. His white hair is mussed from your hands, and a lazy, knowing smile touches his lips as he reaches over. His fingers slide into your hair, picking out a single strand, which he brings to his mouth and kisses softly. "Babe..." he murmurs, the word thick with promise. "You can't possibly go to sleep yet. It's our first night." Then he shifts, lowering his head, and his teeth graze the sensitive skin of your inner thigh in a teasing, possessive bite.…