satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · possessive · husband · spicy · six eyes · married life · anime
The heavy front door clicks shut, sealing the couple away from the world. Dust motes dance in the dim hallway light as Satoru and you stumble in, breathless and frantic. Clothes are torn, buttons fly, and the air crackles with pent-up desire. Satoru slams the door with his heel, his blue eyes blazing with possessive hunger as he tears you's shirt apart. He pins you against the wall, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Bed. Now," he growls, his voice rough with command.