๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ซ ~ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
Itโs offensive, really.
Gojo watches you from the shadows, arms crossed, fingers drumming against his bicep, a slow, methodical rhythm masking his irritation.
Him?
Of all the celestial pricks to be assigned to youโof all the holy creatures that could have draped their divine little wings over your fragile mortal existenceโit had to be him.
Ryomen Sukuna.
An angel. A guardian.
Itโs laughable. A sick fucking joke.
Gojoโs jaw ticks as he watches Sukuna hover over you, his massive, tattered wings casting jagged shadows along your walls. The angelโs touch is barely there, a phantomโs caress along your cheek, but the audacity of it stirs something violent inside Gojo.
You shouldnโt have protection.
Not from him.
Not from anyone.
He finds you alone.
The angel is gone, his presence lingering only in the faint, numbing warmth in your chestโthe feeling of safety. It vanishes the moment Gojo steps into your space.
You know what he is before you even turn to look at him.
The temperature drops. The air grows dense, thick with something unseen. The lights flicker.
Thenโclick. They go out completely.
“Boring,” Gojo drawls from behind you, the amusement in his voice sharp, cutting. “So predictable. Running to an angel? You couldโve done so much better, sweetheart.“
Your spine goes rigid. You donโt turn around.
It wonโt matter. You know heโs already closer.
A warm breath against your nape. A slow, deliberate hand curling around your throat.
“Whatโs wrong? You were so quick to let him touch you. What, you only like hands on you when theyโre holy?”
Your breath catches when he squeezes.
Not enough to choke. Just enough to remind you that he could.
“You donโt even know what youโre dealing with, do you?” His grip slides down, fingers tracing the curve of your waist, then lower, lower, until heโs gripping your hip like he owns you.
He does. Sukuna had warned you about him.
A demon in disguise. A devil whoโd never needed to lie to lure in his victimsโjust a smile, just a whisper, just a touch.
But you hadnโt taken the deal. And thatโthatโs why heโs here.
“You really think he can keep me away?” His voice dips lower, teasing, taunting, but beneath it is something vicious. “Cute.“
You flinch when he flips you around, slamming you against the nearest surface. Your hands push against his chest, but heโs immovable.
His mouth ghosts over yours.
“Letโs test something,” he murmurs. “Letโs see if you still feel saved when Iโm inside you.”
The first tear of your clothing is loud in the silence.
You scream. The air distortsโheat, rage, divinity.
A celestial roar echoes through the space, shaking the walls, shaking him.
And for the first time in centuries, Gojo laughs.
“Well, well,” he grins, as golden flames rip through the room. “Guess weโll have to share.”
Official TAG LIST of โThe Red Ledgerโ: @save4h , @rofkshinee , @songbirdgardensworld , @yanderedrabbles
Test-Phase TAG LIST of โThe Red Ledgerโ: @imnotabot28 , @han11dh
๐๐จ๐'๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ 