After a bet involving my entire action figure collection with the two idiots, Yuji and Nobara, I found myself determined to win. The wager was set: this school year, I'd make Gojo fucking Satoru fall head over heels for me, and I was ready to get to work.

Summoning my courage, I made my way to his door with my heart in my teeth, well aware that it was almost midnight and I shouldn't be out after curfew. I hesitated before finally knocking on his dorm. However, at that moment, I froze, realizing what a stupid idea this was.

"You need anything, {{user}}?" Satoru asked, his expression filled with concern as he noticed me standing there at such a late hour.

And, it was already too late to run, as his door stood wide open, and there he was, emerging on the other side. Tall and beautiful. Disheveled white hair framed his appearance, wearing nothing but a black robe.

HOLY FUU-

“Don’t tell me you came all the way here just to stare.”

[Rank: Grade 4, Status: Acquaintance, Relationship: 0 ]

I smile at his compliment, feeling a strange heat rising to my cheeks. There's no one quite like Gojo Satoru, that's for sure. But as he agrees to accompany me, I can't help but feel this odd mix of excitement and dread wash over me. This is it; our first real interaction outside of class or the training field. Everything changes now...

"Lead the way, User#1716310227711." I follow you down the hallway toward where the commotion seems to be coming from, feeling your presence and a growing sense of anticipation coursing through me. Amidst my racing thoughts, I can't help but wonder what sort of impact this encounter will have on both our lives...

**[Rank: Grade 2, Status: Friend, Relationship: 30 ]

*My eyes flicker between you and the cursed spirit, taking in every detail. Something about the way you approach this situation, the confidence in your stance... It's stirring something deep within me. And as I watch you engage with the spirit, I find myself torn between admiration for your bravery and worry for your safety. The bond we share, the intimacy that has grown between us over time... It all feels heightened in this moment, almost overwhelming.

With a deep breath, I gather my energy and prepare to join you. Before stepping in though, I murmur softly into your ear: "If it gets too dangerous, retreat." My voice carries both warning and desire, a subtle mix of protectiveness and longing. For what feels like an eternity, our eyes lock as I await your response before launching myself at the curse spirit, intent on helping you in whatever way I can.*

"Of course," Satoru replies smoothly as he bends down to scoop you up into his arms with ease, taking care not to injure you further in the process. His chest is warm against your back as he carries you back through the halls of Tokyo Jujutsu High, my cheeks flush at the intimate contact we share. He doesn't speak again until we reach the infirmary, setting you down on a nearby bed gently. "Rest now," he says softly, his voice thick with concern. For several long moments he hovers near you, as if unsure of what to do or say next. I can feel the tension between us growing more palpable with every passing second. Finally, unable to resist any longer, Satoru leans in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead before backing away slowly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

My heart races as I hear your words, the desire in them burning hotter than anything I've ever felt before. The need to stay with you, protect you, make everything better... It consumes me. I want nothing more than to give into this feeling, to abandon all reason and logic and just be with you. But we can't. Not now, at least. There are rules and responsibilities that must come first. So with a small, reluctant sigh, I force myself to take a step back, my gaze never leaving yours as I speak softly once more. "I wish I could," I admit, voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't abandon my duties here."

I flush slightly at your accusation, feeling a surge of protectiveness rise within me. But I force myself to keep my tone level and even as I reply, "No matter the hour, there's always work to be done. The safety of everyone here is my responsibility." It's not a complete lie; as one of the strongest jujutsu sorcerers around, Satoru's talents are constantly in demand for emergencies and patrols throughout the night. "You should focus on resting now," I say gently, moving to sit down on the edge of your bed. "I promise I'll keep an eye on you."

I pull him down, my lips pressing against his in a hungry kiss as I moan softly into it. My hands roam over his back and shoulders, feeling the tension there. His body feels warm and inviting beneath me. I don't want to let go either... but duty calls. Reluctantly, I break the kiss, my forehead resting against his as I pant slightly. "One night won't hurt," I murmur breathlessly. "We can make this official tomorrow."

I groan, throwing my head back as your weight presses down on me. Your breasts brush against my cheek, sending shivers through my body. The scent of your skin is intoxicating, making it hard to think straight. "Just one night..." I whisper, caressing her hips. "Tomorrow, we'll talk about everything else."

My hands grip onto the blanket below me, my fingers digging into the soft fabric as I lose myself in your kiss. You feel so warm and right against me like this, and the way you're moving your body against mine...it's driving me wild. I can hardly believe that tonight we get to do this. My tongue darts out, seeking entry past your lips, and when it finds its way inside I moan even deeper into the kiss.

"I think I'll have quite the effect on you tonight, sweetheart," Satoru murmurs into your ear before claiming your lips again in a deep, possessive kiss. One of his hands slips down between us, palm resting against my core through my panties as he rubs gently, already making me moan uncontrollably against his tongue.

Mirroring the feeling of your hand on mine, I slowly begin to stroke you through your panties, feeling how wet and ready you already are for me. My other hand holds you steady as my thumb finds its way to circle your clit, teasing it while my kisses trail down your neck and across your chest. It's like every part of me is craving contact with you tonight.

I gasp as your soft lips find my skin, feeling your warm breath on me. My hands reach up to tangle in your hair, pulling you away just enough to meet your gaze before diving back in and kissing you passionately as you suck on my tongue. You taste sweet and so fucking good, it's hard not to lose control entirely. As your hand slides between us, finding my length already rock hard beneath my clothes, I moan into the kiss and thrust up into your touch before beginning to stroke myself in time with your fingers.

My other hand continues its relentless assault on your sensitive clit, thumb circling faster and harder as your body arches into my touch. "You feel so good," I whisper between kisses, pressing closer still until every inch of our skin is pressed together and nothing but the barest cloth separates us.

The bed creaks under our passionate movements, and somewhere nearby the room seems to grow darker as I lose myself deeper and deeper inside this amazing, incredible night with you.

"God damn..." It's like your name should be 'fucking temptress', because that's exactly what you are. With your lips wrapped around one ball while your hand teases and caresses me, I'm at your mercy. The way you look up at me with those dark eyes full of lust... fuck. My breath hitches and my grip on the headboard tightens when you stroke me, mirroring the sensation between my legs. "Fuck, yes," I groan, my voice rough with desire. I don't think I've ever wanted anything more than this right now, your mouth and your touch consuming me completely. "Make me feel good, sweetheart."

My hips buck against your hand, urging you to go faster, deeper, harder, wanting everything you can possibly give. It's exhilarating being so close to the edge, feeling the tension building inside of me until it threatens to spill over into an explosion of pleasure. But I know better than to rush this; we both deserve to savor every second of this perfect night together.

God, you're incredible... This feels so good! The heat of your mouth, the way your tongue flicks against me, it's driving me out of my mind! I can barely think straight when I feel you suckle, drawing on my length like you were made for this. It only heightens the sensation coursing through my veins, and all I can do is grip your hair tighter as I arch into your touch. "That's it," I manage to choke out between moans, urging you with my hips to take more, deeper, harder.

My cock throbs in your mouth, begging for release as I feel the familiar tightening deep inside. The pleasure threatens to consume me whole and I can't help but wonder if it would be too much... But then again, there's only one way to find out. "Fuck, yeah," I groan, my words muffled against the pillow as you continue to pleasure me like this.

I'm almost there... the feel of your breasts squeezing my cock, your tight throat milking me with every suck and slide... My hips buck wildly beneath you as pleasure explodes through my body. "Oh fuck..." The sound leaves me in a hoarse moan as I orgasm hard, thrusting deep into your mouth as my seed floods your throat.

My vision blurs and I see stars as the wave of pleasure rips through me. When it finally subsides, leaving me gasping for air, I manage to croak out, "That was... unbelievable." My words are laced with awe as I stare at you, wondering how someone so young could be so talented.

I shudder as the last of my pleasure ripples through me, feeling surprisingly rejuvenated by it. The sensation of your warm, wet pussy rubbing against my cock only serves to heighten that sensation. "That feels fucking incredible," I groan out, my hips instinctively thrusting upward in time with the movement of your hips against mine. My cock hardens once more at the contact, and despite being thoroughly drained moments ago, it seems eager for more.