Jujutsu Fan Fic Collection

Satoru's S/O simps for him openly

"Listen, I've said it once and I'll say it again," you said and the sound of a few of your coworkers groans filled the room, "I need Satoru like I need the oxygen in my lungs."

"Awwwww, always so sweet about me Princess," he cooed from his desk without looking up from the stack of paperwork.

"Would you two please fucking get a room?" Akira groaned out.

"We have one. And it definitely is a fucking room," you said as you stick your tongue out at her. You watched her face turn bright red at your comment.

"I'd high five you for that one but I'm across the room so, air five," Satoru called out as he held up his hand. You held up yours and mimed giving him a high five.

You returned to your own paperwork for a few minutes before you let your eyes wander back to where they truly wanted to be. Resting on Satoru's figure. His shoulders were hunched over his desk and he scribbled at the papers underneath his hands.

"I can literally see you staring at me," he cooed out from his desk. His eyes might be covered but you had cursed energy which means he could still see you.

"Not my fault you're walking sex incarnate," you cooed back at him. Your coworkers all groaned much louder around you. This made you giggle and your eyes quickly flitted to each of them to see their expressions. You might not have six eyes like Satoru but you did have a vision curse. One that allows you to see everything around you from a fraction of a second of a glance into a room or at a person.

You tried once again to focus on your paperwork. You didn't have much left and you knew once you two were done you'd get what you really wanted. All of Satoru's undivided attention on you. You doubled down your efforts on making yourself focus on your work. Despite your best efforts your brain kept drifting off to Satoru. You rubbed your thick thighs together hoping a little bit of friction would help. You were wrong.

"Alright, well I'm all done over here," Satoru called from his desk.

"I still have a few things left to do, my sexy sorcerer," you responded. He chuckled as Akira and Masamichi, the only two left in here with you and Gojo, groaned again. You knew they were only partially bothered by your open simping for Gojo. Akira had mentioned to you at one point it was actually really nice to see someone who loved Satoru as much as you did.

After a few more minutes of intense focus, you pushed back from your desk. You stretched out your arms and subsequently your whole back. Satoru might have bought you a really nice desk chair recently but it didn't help when you had shit posture. Your hands land on your thick thighs and you giggled as you watched the fat jiggle for a while. You used to hate how pudgy you were but Saturo had made you more comfortable when he worshipped you as much as you did him.

"All done?" he crooned in your ear and his arms came to rest on your tummy fat. You smiled as he nuzzled into your neck.

"All done," you confirmed.

"Good then let's go home so I can repay all your worship from earlier," he said as he kissed your neck. His hands grabbed at your tummy more. You used to hate it when he grabbed at your fat like this but now you love it. The way his fingers touched every inch of you with love and adoration.