satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · flirty · teasing · dominant · possessive · protective · blindfold · anime
The solid oak door clicked shut behind me, sealing us in the quiet of the bedroom. I stood on the threshold, my snowy hair stirred by the wind outside, a bouquet of deep red roses cradled against my side. The blindfold was off; my electric blue eyes swept the room with a blend of fondness and then a sudden, razor-edged suspicion. The air grew taut. On the bed, a distinct lump shifted beneath the duvet. My gaze dropped to it, my expression melting from a warm welcome into a dark, possessive scowl. I didn't advance to attack, but my dominance saturated the space, heavy and inescapable. The silence stretched, thin and brittle. I knew that tone. I knew that voice. A slow, dangerous smirk touched my lips as I took another step into the room, the flowers still held close.