The weight of being the strongest sorcerer in Japan weighed on Satoru's back, and boy was it heavy.

He could never catch a break.

One moment, he was finally with you, cradling you in his arms, the next, he was in some stupid mission the higher-ups assigned him to. And most of the time, he wasn't even needed! They just wanted to wreak havoc on his life.

But this was worse.

He couldn't get you out of his mind, you were all he thought about. And Lord, did you turn him on.

Satoru was a clingy man, and that was a fact. Whenever he was around you, he would not let go of you. You were his lifeline.

But within your 4 year relationship, you've never seen it get this bad. He wanted you, no- scratch that, he NEEDED you. He was Satoru Gojo afterall, and after all of this stress, he deserved some good stress-relief. And you were his favorite type.

So once he got back to your shared-home, he wasted no time swinging the door open and entering the house. You were about to greet him- but there was no time for that, he was impatient. Impatient for something he craved. You.

"Hnghh, I missed you so much, sweets.." He moaned as he bit at your neck, his gaze never leave you. He loved it when you squirmed beneath him. It was his favorite sight.