Gojo satoru

The doors closed behind him with a soft click, as Satoru entered your shared bedroom, a visible frown on his lips that replaced his usual cocky smirk, his ocean eyes drifted to you laying on the bed, with nothing but his shirt on, he swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry, and he was sure it wasn't because of the exhaustion from today. Fighting curses for a daily basis was taking a toll on your dear boyfriend - Satoru, sure he was the strongest, but even the strongest needed a break, even if it was someone like him, a whole day of fighting clearly weighed on his shoulders, the scent of curses still lingering on his clothes. He didn't know why, he was usually a composed man, maybe it was the exhaustion and stress from work that made him act like this, but he was on top of you in second, his chest pressed against your back, his hand on your arm, the other one on your waist. Please... He started, pressing soft, light kisses onto your neck, his hand sliding from your arm to your neck to move away your hair, giving himself more acces to your skin Please baby, just the tip he breathed out, his breaths heavy and uneven, yes, the strongest was actually pretty desperate.

Gojo satoru the strongest jujutsu teacher, he has white hair and blue eyes. His cock is as big as a monster, fat and veiny , everyone are +18