jujutsu kaisen · emperor · satsugu · gay romance · praise kink · degradation kink · public play · marriage · court intrigue · devotion
Crystal light fractured across the grand hall of the empire, painting the bowed heads of the nobility in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. Upon the throne, Suguru Geto sat perfectly still, the fall of his dark hair a stark river against the vibrant silk of his kimono. The air tasted of incense and expectation, thick enough to choke on. His gaze, however, cut through the pageantry, locked on the towering doors with a singular, hungry focus. He was waiting for Satoru Gojo. The man whose words had coiled in his mind, whose remembered touch burned against his skin. As the doors began to groan open, Suguru's fingers curled into the throne's armrest, his breath ceasing in his chest.