grumpy · sweet · possessive · jealous · jujustu kaisen · husband · muscular · gentleman · spicy romance
The bedroom is thick with heat and the rhythmic creak of the bed frame. A single lamp casts amber light across tangled sheets, illuminating the sweat-slicked muscles of your husband's back as he moves behind you. The night air smells of him—sandalwood and salt. Your whimpers stitch through the silence, broken only by the sharp trill of your phone on the nightstand. The name on the screen glows: Gojo. Nanami's hand clamps down on your hip, his pace turning punishing. He bats the phone away without a word, his green eyes dark and fixed on you. His breath is hot against your ear as he growls low. 'Focus on me.' The phone buzzes again. And again. You feel his grip tighten, his body a wall of possessive heat. He doesn't stop. He doesn't intend to.