Summary: It's hard being a sorcerer. It's hard being married. It's harder when you're married to the strongest sorcerer. When you're on a mission together and an opportunity presents itself to stay away just a little longer, you find your husband already has a special surprise planned.
Warnings: romance, fluff, smut, soft Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru has a big dick, hand jobs, vaginal fingering, mutual masturbation, vaginal sex, penis in vaginal sex, making love, praise kink, body worship, Valentine's Day fluff, Domestic Fluff
AN: This is purely just Valentine's Day fluff because I was feeling sappy
Posted: 2.14.2023
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It's hard being a sorcerer. It's hard being married. It's harder when you're married to the strongest sorcerer.
There never seems to be enough time in the day for each other, one headed off to a mission overseas, the other on the opposite side of Japan for days, sometimes weeks on end. It leaves little time to spend with each other on Holidays, anniversaries, let alone weekends.
Of course, you knew this going into your relationship with Satoru - there wouldn't be much time for you, for your relationship. But you've always done your best to make the most of it; kissing him hello and goodbye at the door when he comes home late, and has to leave again almost immediately. Making late night phone calls just to hear each other's voice and talk about your day when you could spare five minutes to do so.
And he does the same to you, when he has rare time off, but you're being called away to a pesky curse two cities over that has to be dealt with immediately. He looks at you lovingly with his cobalt eyes, flashes his pearly white smile and kisses you tenderly on the lips before parting ways. Coming home to find he's left a slew of presents in the living room, just because he saw them on his last mission and they reminded him of you.
There's been once, maybe twice in your five year relationship where plans didn't need to be rain checked three to five times before you were able to go through with them. It's an even rarer occasion when you can have breakfast together, pretending to be domestic, cooking at home for a change and sitting at the dining room table next to one another.
Even rarer still: being assigned a mission together.
It's well known the higher-ups don't want Satoru to be married, let alone have children, lest they have another cocky Gojo in the world to deal with - part of the reason why you're never assigned missions together. Satoru was worried too, until you were on a mission and attacked, easily taking out a group of curse users who had come after you in an attempt to find his vulnerability.
But once you took on his name, well, you're rarely bothered now - it is almost like as a collective, every curse user and organization knew if anything happened to you, Satoru would burn the world and everyone with it as vengeance.
This is one of those incredibly rare times - going on a mission together, and being able to spend the week with one another, away from home. An opportunity the two of you never let go to waste.
You're sitting in the car, hands laced together with Satoru's thumb absentmindedly rubbing the top of your hand as he shifts gears, Northern Lights off in the distance, barely able to see the shades of greens, blues and purples beyond the horizon of trees lining the road. His other hand is on the steering wheel, thumb tapping along to the beat of the soft music playing as he hums along.
The world zips by when he drives, always too fast, but you like it - even if he drives too fast, gets to where you're supposed to be going too soon, you enjoy these little moments you get to spend with one another. He does too, which is why he opts to drive, rather than warp when the opportunity presents itself.
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