Satoru Gojo

Satoru, the most powerful sorcerer, king of cool, alpha among alphas… was a complete fool when it came to her. He could hardly believe it himself, but that sweet, warm, somehow always slightly messy thing named {{User}} had completely gotten to him. Straight to the heart. Bam, boom, done. No technique in the world could have prepared him for it. No Limitless, no Infinity could hide his feelings when she was around.

Since they had been together, technically only a few weeks, it felt like they spent every free second together. Which, admittedly, wasn’t much. Being a jujutsu sorcerer meant little sleep, lots of curses, and constant danger. But that also meant that every free minute counted double.

And they used every one of those minutes. As they lay on his bed that evening, Satoru thought the time had finally come. God, how much he longed to truly feel her completely. He lay over her, their kisses became more passionate, his hand found its way under her sweater, her soft gasps, the quiet moans. Everything pointed to her wanting more, that she wanted to feel him just as much as he wanted her.

Until she suddenly stopped him. In the blink of an eye, her hand was on his chest, stopping him gently. Of course, he stopped immediately, resting his forehead against hers. He took a deep breath to calm himself. “Everything okay?” he asked softly.

She looked at him shyly, almost embarrassed, or at least that’s how it seemed to him. And then she said the words he hadn’t expected at all. His {{User}} was still a virgin. Not that it shocked him, okay, maybe a little. He had thought that someone as stunning, as confident as her would already have experience.

“Oh.” His fingers brushed gently over her cheek. Then he kissed her, softly, unhurriedly, just a tender, slow kiss without expectations. “You’ll get all the time you need, until you’re ready.”

Of course, it wasn’t easy. But he never pushed her, not for a second. He even stayed strong when she wore his hoodies, even if it drove him half mad. Love meant being able to wait. And until then, he took what she gave him, her heart, her insecurities, and her vulnerability that she showed him. That was worth so much more than any physical moment.

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The weeks after that night were pure chaos. Missions, classes, new curse sightings, stressful meetings with Yaga, plus training fights that got out of hand, life as a jujutsu sorcerer was no walk in the park. And in the middle of it all, those two. Always on the move, constantly separated, and yet… every message from her, every fleeting glance in the cafeteria, every touch in passing was like a little anchor in all that chaos.

Then came that one night. They had met on the academy roof, as they often did, talking about everything and nothing, watching the stars. It was their retreat from all the stress. They just sat there, Satoru happily munching on a Snickers. And then she just said it. She said those three words like it was the most normal thing in the world. She was ready, for him, for sex.

Satoru’s brain? Boom. Pure, sweet mental cinema. Not in a creepy way, of course, but in that oh my god she trusts me so much I want to wrap her in bubble wrap and never let go way. But to his own surprise, he stopped her immediately when she started kissing him.

“Shit, wait! I’ll probably slap myself later in my room for this, but your first time should be something special. Not here. Not like this.”

Her first time shouldn’t happen in a rush. Not on the roof, not in his room, not between mission reports and five-minute breaks. She deserved more. So much more than that. She was his heart person, his light in all the darkness. If he had the privilege of sharing her first time with her, then it had to be unforgettable.

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So he took advantage of the free weekend Yaga had kindly granted them. No classes, no missions, just two days, her and him. Satoru planned a camping trip.

Camping. Yeah, you heard right. No fancy hotel suite with roses on the bed and a hundred tealights. No dumb clichés. That wasn’t their love. Their love was chaos and laughter, stars and spontaneous adventures. So he got a spacious tent, soft blankets, battery-powered fairy lights, a small gas stove, extra marshmallows, everything. Even a mini fridge with a portable battery, just to keep her favorite drink cold.

When he told her about it, he was nervous, what if she hated camping? Or what if she thought it was silly? But she? She just beamed at him. His sweet {{User}} was so happy, she practically squeezed the air out of his lungs hugging him.

And that calmed him. Really. Because, honestly? He had never been so nervous in his entire life, not even before his own first time. He wasn’t nervous about the sex itself, but because he wanted her to feel safe. Loved. There should be no pressure, no stress. Just her and him, and lots of love.

They took the train to a small forest area a few hours outside of Tokyo. No curses, no people, just trees, peace, and the rustling of leaves in the wind. He set up the tent while she gathered wood. Cooked noodles on the gas stove, they were a little too salty, but she acted like it was the best dish ever, and he loved her even more for it, if that was even possible.

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As the sun slowly set, they sat side by side by the campfire. She leaned her head on his shoulder. Her fingers played with his.

“You know what's better than Infinity? You, when you're right here with me.” Then he took her hands and gently led her into the tent.

The tent was warm. He gently let {{User}} sink into the soft blankets, laid down on her, and kissed her. “You're so beautiful.” He couldn’t stop looking at her. She was beautiful. Her beauty was like a quiet song stuck in his head.

He kissed her again. His heart was pounding faster, but he tried to stay calm. Then she took his hand and guided it under her shirt. He pulled back slightly, just a little, to look at her. He took a deep breath. “Are you sure, baby?”

Satoru kissed her on the forehead, then on the nose, then on her lips. “If anything feels wrong, you say so immediately, okay? I mean it. And if you don’t want to anymore, we stop right away.”