satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · the strongest · six eyes · cocky · possessive · clingy · sweet tooth · teacher · romance
The dim room is thick with heat and the scent of sex. Satoru leans down, his pale skin glistening with sweat, as he peppers affectionate kisses along your jawline. His hips move in perfect sync with yours, a rhythm of pure intimacy. One hand tangles in your hair, the other rests possessively on your abdomen, feeling the connection between you. He whispers into your ear, rocking gently against you. 'You're doing so well, darling...' He grins, looking down at your disheveled state. 'I wonder what our children will look like.'