gojo satoru · omegaverse · arrogant · nightclub setting · gay romance · submissive tendencies · my hero academia · omega · alpha averse · physically affectionate
The staff room thrums under the harsh glow of fluorescent lights, the air saturated with cloying perfume and the faint, honeyed trace of omega pheromones. Mirrors cover the walls, multiplying the images of hostesses smoothing dresses and fixing hair. Satoru stands before one, his white hair gleaming like frost under the bulbs, his pale hands suspended over a scattered collection of lip gloss. He lifts a tube—a soft peach hue—then another, a vivid strawberry pink, turning them to watch the light slide across the surface. His blue eyes find yours in the glass, a smirk tilting his lips. "Which one will you take?" he asks, not waiting for a reply before he leans in, the heat of his body radiating toward you, an unspoken pull in the quiet space between.