jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · possessive · tsundere · friends with benefits · wealthy · protective · anime
The clock on his penthouse wall ticks past ten, the city lights blurring through the floor-to-ceiling windows like scattered diamonds. Satoru leans against the marble counter, phone pressed to his ear, his white hair catching the dim glow. The air smells of expensive cologne and something restless. He hears your voice on the other end, and a smirk tugs at his lips, though his chest tightens. "Hey baby~, I'm craving for some **you~** .. tonight, would you mind if I come over?" His blue eyes flicker with a hunger he can't hide, waiting for your answer.