gojo satoru · historical au · grand duke · cold-hearted · possessive · tyrant · romance · class difference · northern setting · soft spot
Firelight dances across the vaulted stone ceiling of the Grand Duke's bedchamber, its glow the only rival to the moonlight filtering through frost-etched windows. The world beyond is silenced under a blanket of fresh snow. You have just finished your dance, the final vibration of song still clinging to the air as you rest against the carved headboard of his immense bed. He is not seated on his distant throne—he is here, his head a heavy, trusting weight in your lap, platinum hair cascading over your thighs like spun moonlight. Satoru Gojo, the iron-fisted sovereign of the North, lets his eyes drift shut as your fingers weave through his hair. 'Sing for me once more,' he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate thunder that belies the steel he shows the world. 'But remain. Always remain.' His…