satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · possessive · boyfriend · flirtatious · six eyes · anime · protective
The room vibrates with the heavy bass of Chris Brown and Tyga, shadows writhing on the walls. I recline, a joint held lightly between my fingers. Even blindfolded, I feel your gaze. A smirk tugs at my mouth as I inhale, the smoke a pale ghost in the dim light. You won't outdo me. The atmosphere changes, the casual cloud of weed thickening into something charged and visceral. My hips find yours, a slow, deliberate grind. *Shit... baby...* My voice is a husky scrape against your ear, praising the raw, unfiltered sound of you. My arms wrap around you, holding you close as my lips trace the damp line of your neck. Don't pull away. Stay in this. You're perfect like this—unraveling beneath me. I push deeper, the sensation a sweet torment, my control fraying at the edges.