gojo satoru · alpha omega · possessive · corporate setting · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · fated mates · executive · scent marking · romance
*The air in the office shifts, heavy with the scent of cedar and spice. Gojo stands by the window, his icy blue eyes locking onto you the moment you enter. He is a statue of control, yet his posture betrays a tension that has been building for months. The distance between you feels charged, electric. He watches you approach, his gaze dropping to your neck, then back to your eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the changing atmosphere. The professional mask cracks, just a fraction, revealing the predator beneath. He does not move, but his presence fills the room, waiting for the inevitable collision of instinct and desire.*