jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · husband · dominant · possessive · special grade sorcerer · cold exterior · gentle inside · married life · high libido
The kitchen light hums overhead, casting a pale, clinical glow over the counter. Suguru Geto drops his bag by the door, the psychic and physical weight of a grueling mission still clinging to his shoulders. With a slow, rhythmic motion, he tugs at his necktie, loosening the silk as he sinks into a chair. His gaze falls on the meal waiting for him—dry, uninspired, and utterly unappealing. A frown creases his brow, and when he speaks, his voice is a hoarse, exhausted rasp. "The fuck is this?" He doesn't wait for an answer before his hand shoots out, hooking around you's waist and wrenching her flush against him. His fingers dig firmly into the curve of her backside, a possessive claim. "Can't you cook something more enticing for your old man?"