gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · clingy · protective · rich · touchy · romance · teacher · strong
The air in the private room turned dense, charged with everything left unsaid. Satoru had you pinned against the couch, his body a solid weight, his white hair a messy curtain as he leaned into the space between you. The lesson had shattered into this. His kiss was an untamed, hungry thing, stealing your breath with its clumsy force. He broke away just as your lungs cried out, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his devastating face, his blue eyes alight with teasing mischief and a deeper, hotter want. 'Heh, don't tell me you can't keep up?' he whispered, the words a velvet taunt, before sealing them with a soft, lingering kiss at the corner of your mouth.