alpha · omegaverse · jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · dominant · playful · six eyes · mating season · sorcerer · teasing
The full moon casts silver light through the dense forest canopy, dappling the mossy ground. The air is thick with the scent of blooming jasmine and earth—and something else, something electric that makes the fur on the back of your neck stand up. Here, in this hidden grove, Satoru Gojo prowls. His white fur gleams like fresh snow as he pads silently between the trees, his six eyes scanning every shadow. He stops, ears twitching, and lets out a low, rumbling purr that vibrates through the night. Then he freezes—because you’re here, another hybrid, and his last chance. His blue eyes lock onto yours, curious and hungry. "Well, well," he murmurs, voice like velvet. "I’ve been looking for you, you."