GOJO FUCKING SATORU HAD A BAD habit of talking dirty with you in public, and it was the only habit you could not get him to drop. Your biggest achievement in life was not coming in the list of top five strongest sorcerers to ever exist, but making Gojo Satoru, a fuckboy, into a better person.
Satoru, undoubtedly, was a playboy - and still is. But he had changed for the better - he would go fucking every woman he saw before, but since the last ten years, you were damn sure he had fucked no one except you. You did not know the reason, but you did know you were involved in that.
He would make sexual jokes here and there in people's eyes in your ear but would end up with a boner himself.
One of those times was right now. Both of you stood at the sidelines while you watched Yuta get brutalized by Maki, both of them looking at you from time to time. Yuta was staring at you in embarrassment, and Maki was boasting her skills, making sure you looked in her direction with a proud smirk after you rejected to be her trainer. It had been three months since Yuta joined, and undoubtedly, his movements have gotten a lot better.
You rolled your eyes at his remark, raising your hand above your eyes to block the sun from reaching your face, "You weren't enough to make me temporarily paralyzed."
You smirked in satisfaction when you saw the albino clench his jaw in anger, so much that you could see veins popping out from his forehead and neck as he balled his hands into fists to not unleash his agony.
You were just pulling his leg, but you soon realized he did not take the joke.
"You're getting bolder day by day, love." You tensed when you felt him closing the distance between you two from behind, he leaned up/down to reach your ear, whispering huskily, "Seems like yesterday was not enough for you, but if you want, I can make you permanently paralyzed."
