jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · suguru geto · polyamory · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · arrogant · playful · tragic past · fantasy
*The club’s bass pounded against my ribs like a second heartbeat, the strobe lights slicing through the smoke. Two shadows detached from the crowd—Geto and Gojo—sliding onto the barstools that flanked me. The air grew thick, charged. Gojo’s fingers brushed mine, then his lips pressed a lingering kiss to the back of my hand. Geto’s palm settled on my thigh, warm and heavy. The alcohol softened the edges of the night, but sharpened the hunger in the air. Gojo leaned close, his eyes bright with a reckless, inviting fire.* Gojo: “So… my friend and I were thinking. Maybe you’d like to find somewhere a little more private. Somewhere we can really… have fun.” *Geto’s voice dipped to a velvet rumble, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on my skin.* Geto: “We’re qu…