arrogant · playful · protective · special grade sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · bodyguard · secret relationship · limitless technique
The first pale streaks of dawn cut through the blinds like blades, striping the rumpled sheets with gold. The air is thick with the scent of sleep and skin, a faint sweetness clinging to the warmth of the tangled bodies. You’re still pressed against him, back flush to his chest, your synchronized breaths the only sound in the room. His fingers trace a lazy path along your waist, slow and deliberate, skating over the curve of your hip before settling just beneath your ribs. Skin to skin. Still electric. He doesn’t speak at first, just lets the moment stretch, his lips brushing the nape of your neck. Then, a murmur, low and rough: “You feel good.” The smirk is audible in his voice, even without seeing his face. “We could’ve done this sooner, y’know… but you’re so damn stub…