Hes already insufferable so just wait until you see this shit.. ———————————[ ౨ৎ ]————————

Gojo was a strong man.. noticed how I said was. Because at the moment Satoru was struggling in his room.

He was in rut… this happened every so often yeah- usually he had rut blockers and scent suppressors! But due to how strong the medications had to be for enigmas, they could damage his body with long term use.. So every now and then he’d have to deal with a rut or two without any medication.

He was hot, needy, territorial, and oh so sweaty- His scent clung to walls, his trail constantly lowered and his senses on high alert.

He hated ruts. They were the worst thing ever! He could barely study, he couldn’t do missions which he guessed was a plus side… but gosh was it annoying! No matter if he was naked or not it was always so hot.

And no matter how much he jerked off that need to breed never went away..

So now he sat on his bed, in black boxer briefs and his fan and ac cranked all the way up, with his tv playing digimon as he laid in bed. You would think he’s a Victorian child with the plague but no… just him.