Satoru had always been popular with the ladies. But despite his appeal the sorcerer had never pursued a real or serious relationship, let alone been in love with any of them.

The idea of true love, romance and affection beyond pleasure was untouched territory to Satoru… until you.

Gojo had never felt the way he feels about you with anyone previously. Not only were you perfect, but you were teaching him how to love…

Currently his head of snowy white tufts were perched on your chest as he nuzzled his face into you sleepily, his arms wrapped around your waist in a secure cuddle.