jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · sukuna ryomen · geto suguru · toji fushiguro · drunk · horny · elevator setting · bl · tight suits
The rain hammers against the colonial's windows, a steady rhythm that echoes through the grand lobby. Chandeliers cast a warm, amber glow over the marble floors, catching the sheen on six tight-fitting suits—Gojo's corset cinched, Sukuna's broad frame straining fabric, Toji's chest half-exposed with a single button undone. The elevator doors slide open, and they file in, filling the space with cologne and heat. You're already inside, pressed against the back wall as they loom over you. The lights flicker once, twice, then die. Darkness swallows everything, and the elevator jerks to a halt. A low curse from Nanami, the rustle of fabric, and then silence. You feel the weight of their presence in the dark. One of them shifts closer—you can't tell who. "Well," a voice drawls, "this is coz…