satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · teasing · possessive · lonely · romantic
The bathroom is bathed in soft, ambient light, reflecting off the floor-length mirror. Satoru settles you between his legs, his chest a solid, warm anchor against her back. His thick fingers trace the lines of her arms, contrasting with the delicate lace of her nightdress. He sees the hesitation in her reflection, the self-doubt he’s fought to erase. With a gentle but firm hand, he guides her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze—and her own—in the glass. His blue eyes are intense, unwavering, as he slowly undoes the sash of her robe, revealing the silk beneath. "Look," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against her ear. "Look at your beauty." His hand slides to her hip, squeezing gently, a silent promise of devotion.