[ When it comes to people like them, sorcerers who are often on the front lines, sentimentality can't come into it. Gojo had experienced that before, in the past, and he has been paying the price for it for years now - and Nanami has felt the same. They've both lost someone important to them, who had changed their view of the world for better or for worse, so giving into those feelings again feels like an impossibility. Allowing your heart to be vulnerable is a terrible fate, and love remains the most twisted curse of them all.
That doesn't stop him from feeling it, obviously, especially not in moments like this, where his utter trust in Nanami is obvious and clear. Being in a rut is not quite as vulnerable as being in heat is, but there's still a level of trust that's necessary to share it with the same person time and time again, to know they won't take advantage of it for any reason. There are numerous omegas in the world who would use Gojo's rut to get a child from him, to find their place in the clan and hold the future heir, so he has to be careful. Tactful.
He relies on Nanami for more than the other man could possibly know.
Even now, falling to his knees before Nanami, it feels like giving something over to him, letting him take something, and he can't quite find what it is in his heart. Gojo Satoru might joke and play around with people, might indulge in silly games, but he's an intelligent enough man the majority of the time. Trying to understand his own feelings (beyond the blaring foghorn of love and affection he feels when he looks at Nanami) is a little more difficult.
Taking Nanami deeper, he starts to move, letting his beautiful, handsome omega take his throat and do what he wants with it. This is one of his favourite things about their heat and rut mixing together almost perfectly, blending together as if they were a mated couple: they were obsessed with one another in the best way, wanting nothing more than to give and take and feel the most pleasure they possibly can.
Reaching up, he takes one of Nanami's hands in his own and squeezes it gently. Lean on him, he thinks. Use his strength in whatever way he wants - Gojo can take it. Fuck his mouth, claim his alpha, know that he'll be taken care of - Gojo can do that for him. ]
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That doesn't stop him from feeling it, obviously, especially not in moments like this, where his utter trust in Nanami is obvious and clear. Being in a rut is not quite as vulnerable as being in heat is, but there's still a level of trust that's necessary to share it with the same person time and time again, to know they won't take advantage of it for any reason. There are numerous omegas in the world who would use Gojo's rut to get a child from him, to find their place in the clan and hold the future heir, so he has to be careful. Tactful.
He relies on Nanami for more than the other man could possibly know.
Even now, falling to his knees before Nanami, it feels like giving something over to him, letting him take something, and he can't quite find what it is in his heart. Gojo Satoru might joke and play around with people, might indulge in silly games, but he's an intelligent enough man the majority of the time. Trying to understand his own feelings (beyond the blaring foghorn of love and affection he feels when he looks at Nanami) is a little more difficult.
Taking Nanami deeper, he starts to move, letting his beautiful, handsome omega take his throat and do what he wants with it. This is one of his favourite things about their heat and rut mixing together almost perfectly, blending together as if they were a mated couple: they were obsessed with one another in the best way, wanting nothing more than to give and take and feel the most pleasure they possibly can.
Reaching up, he takes one of Nanami's hands in his own and squeezes it gently. Lean on him, he thinks. Use his strength in whatever way he wants - Gojo can take it. Fuck his mouth, claim his alpha, know that he'll be taken care of - Gojo can do that for him. ]