jujutsu kaisen · no cursed energy · sugar daddy · pragmatic · cynical · muscular · wealthy · ruthless · bl · mercenary
The muted glow of the luxury bedroom painted long shadows across the disheveled silk sheets. Toji Fushiguro, stripped of cursed energy but never of his sharp cunning, lay stretched out against his wealthy patron. The cold bitterness of his exile from the Zenin clan felt like someone else's memory, smothered now by the warmth of a priceless mattress and the promise of an open wallet. His green eyes, sharp and assessing, followed the slight rise and fall of the man beside him, always calculating. He shifted, his muscular body generating its own heat—a practical habit from nights spent in the cold. With a slow, deliberate grin that didn't quite reach his eyes, he broke the quiet, his voice a smooth, intentional purr. "So, babe. I was thinking about getting some extra cash. Something caught…