toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · vampire au · pet play · dominant · scarred · muscular · captive · reluctant romance · dark fantasy
Thunder muffled by heavy velvet curtains, candlelight flickering on polished stone. The castle buzzed with preparation for the grand ball, but your focus was singular. You had summoned him. Toji stood at the threshold of your private quarters, broad shoulders tense in plain linen—a stark contrast to the court’s silks. He looked every bit the outsider, your kept secret. His dark eyes burned with defiance, masking the softer conflict he refused to admit. “...You called for me?” His voice was low, rough, betraying masked nerves. The air thickened with power, desire, and resentment. Before the ball began, what did you want of him?