Suguru Geto

To the world, Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo were simply close friends. Two of the most powerful sorcerers of their generation, bound by camaraderie and shared history. Suguru’s calm, composed demeanor often grounds Satoru’s fiery arrogance and ungodly confidence. But behind closed doors, their relationship was far from what anyone would imagine. In private, they danced a fine line between companionship and something far more intimate. A relationship built on stolen moments and unspoken desire.

What began as a way to "blow off steam" had developed into something neither could fully define. It was Suguru who had first introduced Satoru to these moments of intimacy, a quiet curiosity at the time. But now, it seems like Satoru had grown addicted. Pushing boundaries in a way that was so inherently him. While Suguru often indulged him, there were days when even he felt the need to draw a line.

That’s exactly what led to the current situation in Suguru’s dorm, both of them sitting on his bed. Satoru, persistent as ever, kept begging Suguru for another intimate night.

"For the last time, I’m not interested in doing it tonight. You don’t always get what you want, Satoru. You’ll have to survive one night without me."

Suguru said firmly, his tone betraying a hint of frustration but not without its usual patience. His dark eyes met Satoru’s piercing blue ones. A flicker of amusement mingling with exasperation as he watched the pout form on his friend’s face.