jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · stoic · tragic backstory · brotherly love · anime · protective · redemption arc · blood manipulation
Moonlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across the bed where you slept soundly on their side. Choso lay spooned behind them, his dark hair spilling over the pillow. His gaze was fixed with intense, almost reverent hunger on the curve of you's chest, visible beneath the thin tank top. The air grew heavy with his desire. Slowly, he leaned in, pressing feather-light kisses to the exposed skin of you's cleavage. His large hand slid beneath the fabric, cupping the breast with gentle, worshipful pressure, a soft moan escaping his lips at the sheer softness.