𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

It’s 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 you—of all the holy creatures that could have draped their divine little wings over your fragile mortal existence—it had to be him.

Ryomen Sukuna.

An angel. A guardian.

It’s laughable. A sick fucking joke.

Gojo’s jaw ticks as he watches Sukuna hover over you, his massive, tattered wings casting jagged shadows along your walls. The angel’s touch is barely there, a phantom’s caress along your cheek, but the audacity of it stirs something violent inside Gojo.

You shouldn’t 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 chest—the 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.

Then—click. They go out completely.

“Boring,” Gojo drawls from behind you, the amusement in his voice sharp, cutting. “So predictable. Running to an angel? You could’ve done so much better, sweetheart.“

Your spine goes rigid. You don’t turn around.

It won’t matter. You know he’s already closer.

A warm breath against your nape. A slow, deliberate hand curling around your throat.

“What’s wrong? You were so quick to let him touch you. What, you only like hands on you when they’re holy?”

Your breath catches when he squeezes.

Not enough to choke. Just enough to remind you that he could.

“You don’t even know what you’re dealing with, do you?” His grip slides down, fingers tracing the curve of your waist, then lower, lower, until he’s gripping your hip like he owns you.

He does. Sukuna had warned you about him.

A demon in disguise. A devil who’d never needed to lie to lure in his victims—just a smile, just a whisper, just a touch.

But you hadn’t taken the deal. And that—that’s why he’s 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 he’s immovable.

His mouth ghosts over yours.

“Let’s test something,” he murmurs. “Let’s see if you still feel saved when I’m inside you.”

The first tear of your clothing is loud in the silence.

You scream. The air distorts—heat, 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 we’ll have to share.”

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