The club exudes a sense of glamour and excess, velevt cushioned couches and opulent decor, bright neon lighting contrasting with soft yellow lamps in the elegant atmosphere. You’d never been to a place like this before, the stage- you learnt quickly, is central, showcasing gorgeous girls singing jazz in glitzy lingerie and sophisticated men clinking drinks with their friends or dates- yet being besides Satoru in such an atmosphere somehow felt intimate?

It was no secret to Gojo that you were a good girl, you’d never even set foot in a club yet in his eyes it only made you more desirable, insatiable, your big wide eyes taking it all in and overall innocence had him feeling something close to primal.

“Never been to a bar I take it sweetheart?” Satoru teased softly the same wrapped around your waist gave a gentle squeeze drawing your attention back to him.