Worlds Away (JJK AU)

They're all riding in fatigued silence. Toji downshifts and changes lanes on the interstate but soon glances up into the rear view. Elska is sitting between Naoya and Choso, resting her head on Naoya's shoulder and napping while the Zenin absently stares out the window at the passing scenery. Choso is laying his head on Elska's shoulder and neck; also incredibly worn out.

Gojo clears his throat and disrupts the stillness.

"She's really quite formidable when she wants to be, huh?"

The giant scoots around in the passenger seat as he recalls both of the dead Titers.

"Yes, she is."

Toji grins, the expectations of his doll are always being blown away. He attempts to look at her again through the mirror but meets with Naoya's amber eyes instead.

The Zenin nervously chuckles.

"She told me she was a warrior princess and all..."

The blonde holds her hand in his lap as if it were made of fine china.

"… but I will never shed doubt again."

He's admittedly still a little freaked out by the state of the Titer she faced alone as if the mangled man on the roof wasn't gory enough.

"…Vicious little minx…"

Gojo leans forward in the passenger seat but twists his body to view Naoya and Toji both.

"I have no idea where the other limbs went! Like...where the fuck did my love put them?!"

He couldn't find any trace of torn body part or severed Titer no matter where he searched so it bothers him but Satoru softens his eyes when they meet Elska and detect how sweet she appears while sleeping. Her existence in this world holds consequence but there was never a moment where Gojo was preparing for anything else.

Still though...

All that was left of the Titer that tried to distract her from Toji's predicament was a ribboned torso and cleaved but attached head. A few feet away, traced in a puddle blood lay a dismembered arm but one of the Titer's legs presented with some gruesome detail that explains how the limbs had been drawn and quartered improperly, tearing at the knee. Gojo pleasantly loses himself in the memory of his love's art and refocuses on the gore to relive the exposed inner workings of a human body.

Elska seemed like she was still her usual self but caught everyone off guard when she actually input her two cents.

"If I can get a little stronger then I'll be able to rip them out completely! The hips are the toughest joints though, especially on women."

Pieces of muscle, skin and other unidentifiable tissues were scattered around the largest stumpy remain itself that was coated in blood. Gojo chuckles under his breath as there wasn't even a way to establish the Titer's gender upon sight if they hadn't known from Elska's words.

Toji smiles in remembrance to Elska's fierce demonstration of loyalty and love. He knew they were bonded but because of the estranged relationship dynamics it seems that he's discovering his worth to her more and more every day.

"You should've seen your apartment, Gojo. She tore through those sorry Zenin fucks that attacked her!"

Gojo tilts his head, fully comprehending Toji's fascination over her capabilities and is glad he's not the only one.

"You've gotten excited about this before too big guy…"

Naoya gasps as he was actually there to see the scene of aftermath.

"Holy fuck, WAIT. Sheee did that?!"

The Zenin's amber eyes widen as he recalls seeing bits and pieces of one of his own men in the kitchen. The other man that was lined with holes was someone Naoya always disliked but still felt horror upon seeing his grueling end.

"Toji! I thought that was you!".

The giant chuckles deeply.

"Nope. I didn't get there until the damage was already done unfortunately..."

Toji then sighs and glances to his right.

"…but Gojo, it was truly remarkable. I had no idea she was even capable of doing that."

Toji finds her strength and brutality to be completely arousing because it allows him some relation with his own darkness. Once the scene of them getting hot and heavy after the Titer issue ensues in his mind though, Toji rolls his lip with an inconspicuous groan.

Naoya has been delving in thoughts of his own but the mention of the apartment sparks interest.

"That was the first time I met her…"

The blonde brushes his thumb over her hand while internally swearing that it was the best day of his life. His loving moment is cut short when he wheezes to Choso's arm curling up in Elska's lap though.

"Damn it Cho! Even in your sleep?!"

But Naoya fails to push him off as he feels bad for the torture the being was put through while shopping.

'That's right though...I wonder what he got for the girls?'

Gojo leans back and slouches in the seat trying to not smash any of the bags on the floorboard but directs towards the giant.

"Toji, you sound a lot like myself when I first came into contact with her."

Toji doesn't look over but Satoru sees his brow lift to the words.

"Because it's crazy. Would you happen to be talking about the day she wiped out the higher ups on her planet?"

Toji wishes he could have a true visual for that series of events. Satoru informed them last night of how her world's Council was planning on double crossing the Elders who sneakily made some disgusting plans for Elska's purpose for controlling shaman on Earth. They felt that if the Elders felt Elska's power was manageable then perhaps they jumped the gun by being so willing to hand her over when the King demands her safe retrieval.

The Council underestimated the raw power she'd inherit from being turned in the manner that she was even though they'd planned it that way for the best results possible. Elska had to become the perfect weapon and did.

"Bingo, big guy!"

Naoya ardently listens to their conversation since he's eager to learn as much about his princess as he can.

Gojo trails off as he vividly replays the day.

"Yeah man, I literally thought an earthquake was happening and just knew the castle was about to fall but nope! She sent out this red lightning-like technique that instantly seared through most of those cunts and turned them to literal dust but the real kicker is when she charged the individual survivors and ripped them apart. The Titer she fought on the roof today was extremely reminiscent of her back then..."

Satoru giggles once he turns to see Naoya wide eyed and speechless.

The Zenin's heart quickens knowing that he almost felt the wrath of that attack before in the park. His eyes naturally flow over to Choso who saved his life by using a portal to suck him out of the way. Naoya feels himself sweating over the idea of being so close to death by her hand until Gojo proceeds with his story time.

"The plan was to subdue her and bring her back to this world before they retaliated against her for the massacre…but then that fucking guy showed up and almost ruined everything…"

Satoru's eyes darken and hostilely narrow to the reminder of Elska's former lover; refusing to even speak his name.

"I was still floating high above them so I could see him moving in on her. He wasn't supposed to have been there though. Fucking Titers...that's not what I was shown."

Toji huffs, defensive for Elska.

"You left this part out before, shit stain."

Naoya chokes after becoming emotionally involved with the topic.

"Who was this guy?! Was he trying to attack her?! HOW COULD HE?!"

Gojo clears his throat as if he were to announce a correction but instead the silver shaman mumbles shamefully under his breath.

"No, Naoya, he wasn't trying to hurt my love but he's weak and didn't at all deserve to be her fiancée…"

The awkward silence that engulfs the car causes Satoru to fear the judgemental air. It's like invisible waves of hatred and disgust leaking their way towards him from the others in the car only to be siphoned to spawn insecurity.

"You don't get it! The fucker went to take her away! She'd be a sitting duck over there with his obtuse lack of strength! You guys have no idea how pathetic that guy is and I was already over his existence since I couldn't even watch her through the Titer technique without that douche being right there. Always! The fuck was ALWAYS with her!"

Toji has heard enough of the asinine complaints because he cannot even wrap his mind over Satoru's mindset. 

"You're fucking sick Gojo, you know that right? Her fiancee?!"

His tone is obviously that of an annoyed one.

Gojo is quick to explain.

"She might have even killed him too, who knows? My love was not herself. All I can tell you is that she was clawing through a Councilman's lungs when he went in to stop her so I, being the badass that I am, used my domain expansion on him."

Satoru remembers watching Elska's monstrous ways and feeling that her nature resembled some of his own, even his experiments, and couldn't help but want her even more.

Toji had no idea that she was ever engaged and shivers with disappointment as an eerie thought crashes into his awareness.

'Does she even know that? Does Elska really not remember?'

For the first time ever, Toji catches himself wondering about who she was before he set his sights on her. His heart is heavy as he glances back into the rear view mirror and uses his emotional eyes to perceive her again.

'Exactly how much has she lost by being with us today?'

He mumbles under his breath but keeps his eyes on the road as they approach their exit.

"Damn it, Gojo…"

Naoya doesn't comment on anything at this point because he hates knowing that her life has been manipulated so much by others. He leans his lips into the top of Elska's head to stave off the further deterioration of his mood.

Not reading the room, Gojo perks up and proceeds on telling his side with a malevolent grin.

"The stupid shit had never seen anything like a domain before and was unable to do a damn thing. Imagine holding a title so high but not even being able of utilizing your cursed energy to its fullest potential! I wanted to take care of him quickly so I could get my love out of there. I was weary of the vengeance that would follow her because I'm telling you...she fucked them up."

Taking a breath after consuming that satisfying victory once again, Satoru's tone changes into a mysterious one.

"Would you know that she was able to break through my domain with her wings effortlessly? She made it seem as if it were sugared glass! All I could think about was how I'd desperately obsessed over the moment I could finally touch her but when the moment came she was only worried about killing me!"

Satoru chuckles, quite entertained by irony.

"That dreamy scenario of contact consisted of her hardening her feathers into my neck and chest…"

He hums himself into a chuckle.

"When I saw my own blood spray across her cheek and how her eyes ignited with purpose, I knew that I'd scored the most wonderful woman alive."

Toji's heard Gojo talk about being cut by her wings but is stunned to find out the rest of the foundation behind the story. He grins slightly to the thought of the surprise Gojo must have felt when that happened and wonders if it was similar to when Toji himself, knocked the silver shaman down a few pegs only weeks ago.

Gojo sees Toji's smirk and puts it together, gathering why.

"I'd never been genuinely challenged up until that point…not once."

The Silver Shaman giddily turns around again to share his adoration for her ability to cancel his limitless but his excitement fades as he sees the concern plastered across Naoya's face.

"Hear me out Zenin, I was pretty bad back then but please don't hold that against me now. She definitely changed me…"

Naoya understands personal growth, he's gone through a lot himself.

'Toji has too…'

Naoya narrows his eyes to Gojo as he's still rather irritated and bamboozled over this entire discussion.

"Has she ever had the right to decide her future for herself?!"

He's still extremely disappointed in hearing about this part of her past and wishes he could've met her sooner to protect her from some of it.

'Princess…'

Naoya can see clear indications of maturity in Satoru in comparison to the past but doesn't fully trust that Gojo is so different now though.

Toji appreciates Naoya's disdain and feels incredibly culpable since he deployed controlling tactics on Elska as well while Gojo was sealed.

"From everything I've dug up, I don't think so Naoya…"

 A silence creeps over them again as no one has anything they want to say out loud.

Gojo wades through the dampened air with the chip on his shoulder weighing him down.

"LOOK, if I didn't intervene right then and there, she would've been taken by Getou or the Elders anyway or would have had to face her crimes against their hierarchy. I couldn't let them get their hands on her. Things were not supposed to happen that way at all! I couldn't turn back nor abandon her; I was already in love…though I didn't figure that out until much later."

Naoya kisses her head again and sighs before asking his next question.

"What did you do to her fiancée, Gojo?"

His voice lowered more than he meant it to but understands that he's more worked up than he thought. The Zenin sets aside his own distaste of wanting to be her only intended as the word leaves him to gain clarification on the man's whereabouts. He worries of the confirmation he's about to receive and is glad Elska isn't awake to endure any of this.

Satoru folds his arms and turns his view to the passing trees before disclosing more information.

"As far as I know, that arrogant cunt is still alive and well, ruling over his little winged kingdom. I didn't kill him that day like I'd planned since our little Elska was proving to be too much for me to fend off while targeting him. He was stunned from my domain while my love and I engaged in a brief fight where I was luckily able to knock her out cold."

Naoya's presence intensifies which leads Satoru to hastily elucidate.

"I DIDN'T WANT TO HIT HER! I do not like hitting her regardless of what you think of me! It felt wrong in the moment and still does today! You weren't there Zenin, you have no idea what I was dealing with. My love is fearsome."

Toji chimes in to stave off an in-car fight.

"For once I don't blame you Gojo. If what we saw the other day was even a fraction of the force she carried before, then…I get it. She was throwing us around like we were nothing."

Naoya scoffs with harsh ridicule so Toji darts his eyes to through the mirror to find those amber ones.

"When she switched, that shit was a problem and a half. Just because you snapped her out of it doesn't mean we understand what's going on with her any more clearly. Think about it boy…don't let your emotions get the best of you."

Toji backs off of his lecture once he sees Naoya nod and agree.

Gojo tucks into himself but discovers that he's sheepishly side-eying the giant with surprise for he never expected to have reinforcement on that topic. A small part of Satoru healthily roots and grows while he immerses back into the insanity of him actually having friends.

Naoya perks up as he recognizes their surroundings and realizes they're nearing the academy.

"Oh thank God…I am ready to get out of this depression wagon and show her what we got!"

He giggles to himself while imagining her in his favorites out of his and Gojo's compiled selection. A trace thought crosses his mind after reanalyzing Gojo saying kingdom though. Naoya's eyes widen and his hands fall slack.

"Wait…does that mean her fiancée was some kind of royalty!?"

Naoya witnesses a true moment of Satoru's discomfort when the shaman shifts in his seat in preparation to elaborate.

"He is the King of her kind, Naoya. He's the royalty and was apart of my love's process of being turned. They don't populate that whole world though their numbers are rather small in comparison to the humans there."

Gojo genuinely finds Naoya's amazement to be pleasing.

"You don't really know that much about her, do you, Zenin?"

Satoru's tone is soft as he sincerely appreciates how naïve Naoya is and how it doesn't affect his loyalty to her.

'Loverboy really does care…'

Naoya smiles warmly while gazing down to her.

"No I don't much at all…but I always knew she was a princess."

He hears Toji cackle and sees him form a toothy grin.

"That would make her queen material my boy! But how did I miss that when I was investigating?" 

Toji is beside himself with this new information and twists towards Gojo with confusion while stopped at a red light.

"I was able to find some crazy shit Gojo…how did I overlook that?!"

Gojo laughs and swats his hand, knowing it must be extremely boggling the giant.

"Ahhh yes, well I had to decimate the bridge that connects their world to ours after my cabinet decided to try and initiate a genocide on her…former companions. The Elders weren't trying to leave any loose ends but I'd made a promise; the first one I'd ever keep."

Toji is so busy wrapping his mind around what he's trying to explain that Gojo has to motion for him to drive through the now green light.

"I also destroyed all of the evidence involving the turned and Elska's connection to them so that no one could target her world again. What they don't know won't hurt them and I got to keep my love!"

Toji's instinctual discontent for the flippant words nearly causes him to slam on the brakes in metaphorical attempt to salvage the past.

"Does she fucking know that she can't go back, Gojo!? ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW?!"

Toji unintentionally raises his voice which in turn causes Elska to wake up.

"Shit."

He sigh when she begins to yawn.

"I'm sorry doll, I didn't mean to yell."

She rubs her eyes, raises to a sitting position and then sleepily smiles.

"It's okay Toji! It looks like we're about there anyways!"

Elska tries to adjust her body but laughs kindly when she discovers that her struggles are due to Choso's weight on the other side of her.

"He's like a big baby!"

She quietly squeals to the being snoring by her ear but notices that no one seems to really be saying much; wondering if it has to do with what they were talking about. She'd not heard a lot but felt she could at least reassure Toji.

"I know about the bridge you guys, that memory came back to me a while ago."

Toji hastily eyes her in the mirror, fearful of her reaction but quiets himself when she clearly has more to say.

"That was the first time I…"

Elska holds her tongue as her sleepiness almost risked another argument so she thinks it herself instead.

'…gave myself to Sati.'

Gojo bends his arm behind the seat to sprawl a hand on her knees as he seems to comprehend everything that was going through her mind.

"That was the day I figured out I was in love."

Gojo now turns and sweetly smiles to her.

"My love."

She blushes as the memory is luckily one she seems to be fond of but it also prompts Gojo to glance between Naoya and Toji.

"See? She's not ignorant…it's not like I won't be honest."

Elska gasps in the back seat as she sees how some of the Titer blood she wore has become apart of Naoya as well.

"Oh crap!"

She looks up to his eyes apologetically and clutches the light red smears on the white cloth with a frown.

"I've ruined this shirt!"

"Baby, its alright!"

Naoya smiles and gathers her hands in his.

"This is Gojo's anyways."

The Zenin' deep voice erupts into laughter that scares Choso awake now too.

Choso inhales that same nameless scent as it threatens to be masked by surrounding odors. He groans and shifts, his ears ringing from the suddenly ended nap.

'I think...I was in that forest again...'

The being focuses on his fading dream that riles the lewdest of tendencies before the images of bare flesh fade to white. Still lazed and slumped to the side, Choso moves his hand and feels something soft so he rubs it between his fingers but opens his eyes and jumps out of his skin when he finally realizes that he's nestled up into Elska.

"ELSKA! I…this…uhh…"

"Well good morning sleepy head!"

Elska tries to laugh off Choso's conundrum as he's backed himself against the car door. He was just fondling the dress itself over her lap but knows he hadn't fully woken up at that point.

"Choso, it's alright!"

Elska giggles to his tense posture.

"We were both tired and needed a nap!"

Choso smiles nervously as he wonders exactly which part of her he was caressing. After a few seconds he calms down, noticing that she wasn't weirded out by him and hopes he maybe just imagined it. He clears his throat.

"I umm, I got you and Nobora something today. I think it'll be really helpful!"

He adverts his eyes as he's still a little embarrassed about sleeping on her.

"Choso! You didn't have to do that!"

Elska smiles widely to him and feels like he's opening up more and more every day.

"I actually picked you out something too!"

She searches a few bags on the floorboard and then sighs defeatedly.

"I think it's in the trunk with the rest though…"

Gojo turns around and whines.

"Love! Did you get me anything?"

He grins when she says yes and finds himself excited to find out what it was. He's kept every single little thing that she has ever gifted him because it stands as a tangible reminder of their unity.

"We should have an exchange when we get inside! I'll be happy to give you your things too, love."

Toji parks his car and exhale loud enough to harness everyone's attention.

"Alright, Naoya help me with the stuff in the back will you?"

"Getting too old to lift much?"

Naoya giggles as he opens the door and lets Elska out.

"Juuuust kidding, I've got you old fart, just give me a sec."

The Zenin holds a hand open for her to grab onto as he assists her out of the low Cougar and then pecs her on the lips once she's good.

"Like the princess you are!" 

Satoru runs up behind Elska and throws her over his shoulder so Naoya yells.

"HEY! Put her down!".

"Chill Zenin. I'm carrying some goods too!"

Gojo readjusts her while and smugly smiles.

"Just doing my part!"

After taking a few steps, Satoru playfully slings her down into his arms knowing that would probably be more comfortable.

Choso picks up the bags from the back seat but fears his efforts are needless as Toji and Naoya alpha up and load the rest of the shopping trip along their arms.

"I-I'll help you guys!"

"Just-get-the-doors!"

Naoya forces this command out as he finds his balance, not expecting everything to have weighed so much.

Satoru carries Elska all the way up to Toji's room where he sets her down outside of the bathroom.

"Here love, I'm sure you're tired of wearing them by now. Red always looked good on you though, don't be mistaken!"

She opens the door and gasps to her reflection when Gojo turns on the light as she has blood smeared all over her.

"I'm surprised no one called the cops on us while driving!"

Satoru scoots behind her and turns on the shower faucet, trying to get it to a comfortable temperature. She sits on the tub's ledge while he kneels over it, holding his hand under the running water. He looks up to her and smiles, puckering his lips at her as if to blow a kiss.

"My Sweet Sati…"

"Always, my love!"

He stands up and moves out of her way as she begins to undress. He wants to watch her but remembers the others will likely be up any minute now.

"I picked out some new undies for you, I'll bring some in when they're brought up!"

"Sati, thank you…for everything."

She steps into the tub and welcomes the colorful warmth running down her body. It takes her a moment to realize that he never left the bathroom so she peaks through the curtains and sees him leaning against the sink with folded arms, staring off into nothing.

"Sati?"

Gojo snaps out of it and jerks his body upright, turning to leave.

"I'm good love! Enjoy ,your shower!"

He was thinking about how precious she truly is to him and loops her words through his mind once more.

"Thank you…for everything."

He can't comprehend how she can stand to still be around him but feels restructured as a man upon knowing differently.

'How did I get so lucky? I don't even deserve her…'

Even now, with the danger their trying to keep their sanity through, the Titer's immediate vengeance is because of him alone. He whispers to himself as he hears Toji, Choso and Naoya approaching.

"I will keep you safe Elska."

The door swings open to a huffing Naoya.

"FUCK STAIRS!"

He shuffles to the bed, drops the bags at his feet and starfishes backwards onto the comforter.

"And I'm actually pretty fit!"

Choso sits on the couch after gently placing the bags he had on the shorter dresser.

"I would've made us a portal but I didn't think about it."

He giggles when Naoya groans and sits himself up.

Toji has already started unpacking the bags. He hears the water running and knows that Elska will probably appreciate something to change into.

"You guys, help me organize this!"

He's laying out matching items and miscellaneous piles.

Gojo assists Toji for a moment but upon picking up a certain bag gets his hand smacked with Toji warning.

"Not this one, not yet."

Toji sees Satoru's weird expression and and explains how Elska will probably want to give those out herself since it was full of things she'd purchased for everyone else. Toji smirks as he remembers how much fun they had once stumbling upon that selection and tried matching everyone's personality to a playing card.

"I won't peek…"

Satoru whines before walking away to grab more bags but halts as Toji pulls out something and roars.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"

Gojo turns around slowly to see an irritated Toji holding up crotch-less panties. He chuckles nervously before running back to swipe them.

"They're not for you, big guy don't worry!"

Naoya now launches himself to his feet, revamped after remembering all of the delectable goodies. He scoops up a few bags and dumps them out on the other side of the bed, excitedly sifting through the sets.

Toji stares into the lingerie Naoya's fumbling with and wants to lash out but honestly finds himself intrigued by a few of the things he sees. He reaches out for a white set but Naoya stops him.

"Tch. You're all bloodied don't touch that one!"

Naoya snatches it away and hangs it over the short bedpost.

"I do like that particular bit a lot though."

Naoya hums as he thinks to be sneaky.

"I'll just put this in the bathroom for her."

He giddily knocks on the door and announces he's leaving something in there but he doesn't notice going in right behind him to switch what she'll grab.

Toji finds the soft sweatpants he bought for Naoya and chucks them at him.

"Here you little shit, they're the exact same ones as you borrowed."

He always comes off so mean to Naoya but honestly was happy to get them for him. Toji next finds some of the shirts he grabbed for Megumi and Itadori so he smiles and tucks them back into their own separate bags. He grabs up the coral shirt and cotton shorts that Elska was really excited about earlier, picks up a pair of underwear with a crotch and walks them to the bathroom. When he knocks the water turns off.

She steps out of the shower and sees the cute designer dark and light blue bra and panties and hollers through the door.

"Naoya? Was this you?!"

She thin lips the gesture as she just wanted to be comfortable but decides to put it on as she mischievously elects that two can play this game. Toji calls her name through the door and cracks it, holding the perfect pair of pajamas. She can't help but smile when understands how much attention her beloved pays her.

Toji hears her say thank you and that she'll be out in a minute so he shuts the door. He looks on the couch and sees Choso trying to organize lingerie but the being is obviously getting flustered with it, causing him to chuckle.

"Choso, you're good man, let them handle that."

The red-faced being instantly sighs with relief and removes himself from that pile.

Elska walks out of the bathroom and is amazed by the mess of bags and tags that's littered the room.

"I switched the towels Toji, you're all set!"

He smiles to her while grabbing his own change of clothes before heading in, receiving sensual chills when his massive body struts past her. Shaking that off, she walks to the closest side of the bed, opposite of Naoya and takes in all the different colored sets.

"OH…wow…you guys ummm…really went all out…"

She sees Naoya's prideful expression as he turns his head up and grins. She feels arms wrap around from behind and shivers to Satoru's breath brushing her neck as he leans down to her ear.

"We wanted you to have it all."

Gojo's voice is low and seductive as he slowly sways them in place. He's so excited that he wants to bend her over the bed and have some fun but stops himself from progressing the situation. Instead, he sends his hands to roam her skin but feels a tag under her shirt.

"Love, you're priceless…why is this still attached?"

She reaches back and laughs when she feels it and asks if he could pull it off. He steps away and opens the back section of the collar to look down it and moans with desire as he notices that particularly color-schemed lace concoction. He uses a tiny bit of energy to melt through the plastic strip anchoring it to the lace and but offers another suggestion.

"Maybe I should check the bottoms too?"

Naoya sees how handsy Gojo is being but is trying to not let himself become angered.

"Why are you so riled up all of the sudden?"

He glances from Satoru to Elska to take in her expression but she's just letting him do whatever he wants. Gojo raises an eyebrow and smiles, leaving Naoya wondering what he's about to do but finds relief when spotting Choso, thinking Satoru would keep it PG.

Elska feels Gojo take a step back.

"I don't think I missed anything there Sa-…"

But she's gasping with surprise when he yanks down her shorts to show the blue laced, revealing panties and whimpers as she's pushed forward into the bed. There a wet and warm sensation the trails along the cloth of her most sensitive parts but it soon turns cool. She tries to sit back up when she realizes that Gojo is licking her through them.

"SATI!"

Naoya's breath is hitched in his throat as he can't believe that just happened.

"GOJO! GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!"

The Zenin runs around the bed and sees Choso jump to his feet with wide eyes. Fearing for the lecherous turn this is taking, Naoya goes to swing at the shaman but Gojo catches his wrist without even looking.

Satoru lifts his head from Elska's bent over form and glances up to Naoya.

"You need to be less aggressive Zenin."

Naoya's face twists in frustration.

"LESS AGGRESSIVE?!!!"

He watches Elska roll over to her back, shocked as she was clearly not expecting any of that.

"Baby, are you alright?"

"I'm fine! He didn't hurt me!"

Elska pants and quickly pulls up her shorts, more mortified that Choso witnessed the whole thing and is annoyed that Satoru managed to excite her in such a situation. Gawking with wide eyes, Elska point the the being and anxiously asks.

"Why would you do that in front of him?"

"Love, I'm sorry! You just looked too good to pass up!"

Elska doesn't appear to be entertained by his words though so Gojo shifts his gaze to the bed and pouts.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to stay off of you?"

Gojo's voice trails off.

"It feels like it's been forever…"

He really is losing his mind from wanting to be as close as possible to her, in her.

Elska's still a little upset at his timing but also knows how sexual of a man Satoru is and feels terrible for leaving him out.

"Sati, I'm sorry too…"

She shimmies over to the edge of the bed where he's still planted in a kneeing stance and holds his cheek. When he finally looks back at her, she brushes his skin with her thumb and hesitantly offers.

"If you can be just a little more patient with me, Sati, then I can assure you won't go without."

His eyes light up instantly causing her to giggle at how easy it is to please him sometimes.

 "Baby!"

Naoya whines in irritation to hearing that.

"What about me?!"

He narrows his eyes to Gojo in disdain.

Elska holds out her other hand to grab Naoya's, sighing while braving a face.

"Maybe…MAYBE…we can try it together."

Naoya doesn't seem totally happy with that response but if he's mad, he's not showing it. She feels Gojo shiver with a small smile.

Convinced that he's trailing a gold mine, Satoru stands up and turns to Choso.

"Hey, could you go gather everyone in to cafeteria again?"

Choso responds with suspicious and squinting eyes.

Naoya scoffs as he figured Gojo wouldn't give up that easily.

"Toji is still in the shower, dumb ass."

Satoru orients back towards them.

"Hmm…you're right…he can just meet up with us then!"

A devilish grin appears across the Silver Shaman's face as he thinks out loud.

"I wonder if I can pull it off though…three's a lot…"

He watches Naoya and Elska wonder about what he could mean and decides to seize the opportunity.

"Choso, maybe just tell everyone else we'll be right back! We still have to exchange gifts!"

Satoru quickly grabs both Naoya and Elska and teleports all three of them out of the room.

Choso is left standing there confused, hard and speechless.

"What just happened…"

"What the fuck was that, Gojo?!"

Naoya hollers out as he spins to see where they are.

"And where the fuck is this?"

Elska slowly spins to view the entire room, recognizing some of the layout.

"Sati...Are we…?"

Satoru smiles and answers before she can finish.

"Yes love, this is one of the apartments on the floor where we used to live."

He's been slowly adding furniture and amenities over the past few weeks for a situation just like this where they needed to get away. He picks up Elska and walks her over to the bed to lay her on her back.

"Please love, just let me show you how good I can be."

He looks over his shoulder to Naoya and calls him over.

Upon walking up to them in the dimly lit room from the sunset outside, The Zenin perceives Elska's mixture of excitement and caution. He's not sure how to fully read her but as Gojo crawls over her she whimpers and it doesn't sound like distress. Satoru lifts her shirt while she's returning Naoya's gaze, forcing the Zenin to battle himself on if he should even participate.

"Naoya, just come here."

Satoru raises himself from laying overt op of Elska to being on his knees by her side.

"Don't be shy."

Even with Naoya's hesitancy, Gojo smiles and starts massaging Elska's breasts through the bra and leans down to slide his tongue into her mouth. He reaches down between her legs and starts rubbing her to which she gasps and nervously squeezes her thighs together. 

She forgot how wonderful if feels when Satoru takes charge in a sane manner. The last time they were in a situation like this though she was completely unprepared so this feels a little less mind bending as she's felt different lately. She's worried that Naoya ultimately will not care for this and begins to snap herself out of the sensations Gojo is handing her but suddenly feels two more hands on her knees along with the dipping of the mattress.

Gojo pulls his hand back from her and smirks as Zenin mounts himself between her legs.

Naoya's still feeling confused on his emotions while she enjoys Gojo's ministrations but is going to try his best to handle his jealousy. Naoya leans himself into her shins until she turns to look at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Fine, baby."

Naoya grits his teeth.

"You want to be a naughty princess?"

Her eyes open fully to his tone.

"I'll show you how I handle a naughty princess…"

Naoya latches his right hand around her throat and bends down to deeply kiss her and hums as their lips meet. He grinds his forming bulge while holding her down, trying to ignore Gojo already stroking himself next to them. He uses his left hand to hike her leg up just so he can slap her ass. She cries out beneath him but he's not having this dainty display.

"That's right baby, you're going down."

Gojo is already beyond ready when he bites his lip and soaks up how Naoya asserts his dominance.

'He's perfect for this…'

Satoru's view then falls down to Elska's glowing eyes as she grips his thigh in anticipation; Naoya's already pulled off his shirt and pants and is now removing her panties. Gojo feels her hands wrap around his length now and whimpers to her strokes.

"Love…"

The Silver Shaman throws his head back while listening to his love moan from Naoya lapping up all her arousal.

Gojo enhances his position with a racing heart when she opens her mouth for him. The instant her tongue circles his girth he shudders to the warm ecstasy like he's experiencing her for the first time all over again.

"Fuuuuck…"

He looks down at her glazing eyes and slowly nudges himself in and out, loving how beautiful she is when her mouth is full.

Elska's not even going to try and lie about how much she's enjoying this. Both Naoya and Satoru have their own way of doing things but they seem to blend together well in this sense. She wishes they wouldn't have left Toji behind like that but honestly doesn't think she could handle all three of them anyways. Thoughts of her beloved splinter when Naoya works his fingers in; her body heating up with haste and within seconds, abruptly releasing pheromones into the air.

Naoya lifts his head to inhale the scent and becomes determined to in some harmless way, punish her.

"You're such a bad fucking princess…"

The blonde grabs himself and lines up to her, teasing his tip in only a few times, groaning to how she whimpers and wiggles around, expecting him to go deeper.

Gojo is fucking digging Naoya's attitude. He pulls himself out of Elska's mouth so she can communicate and catch her breath but hovers and pleasures himself so she can feel the full effect of being denied.

Naoya keeps toying with her, only nudging in enough to antagonize. He removes himself completely to rub his tip into her entrance and grins when he can tell she's losing her patience. Once Elska begins whining he cocks his head to the side and slides his tip back in her to give the weakest little thrust. 

"Do you want more baby?"

Elska grabs the bed sheets with her free hand and raises her hips about an inch into the air. Her prince and Sweet Sati seem to have resorted to torture instead of the exuberant time she had in mind.

"Yes!"

Naoya hums to himself, almost satisfied but yearns to explore Elska's obeisant side.

"Tell me to fuck you princess…"

The Zenin holds his breath with anticipation, slowly backing up until his ears celebrate her voice.

"Naoya please just fuck me!"

Immediately, the prince gives her what she wants and rocks his hips until he feels her walls stretching around him. She moans his name again but he thinks that maybe this is the perfect time to introduce his ultimate kink. Before Gojo can slide back into her mouth, Naoya leans forward, gradually delving deeper through her essence. He nips and kisses her neck, whimpering to how she gasps and clenches.

"Call me Master."

Satoru lines himself with her mouth again and expedites opportunity when she moans to Naoya splitting her. When her lips grace him with suction, he brushes the hair from her face to receive a clear view. Her brow creases and is paired with a muffled moan but Satoru can only lush over her sounds.

"Love, does loverboy feel good?"

He smiles softly to her after she nods, unable to speak.

"Mmmm…look at how he spreads you."

Eagerly staring, Gojo begins tuning in to how passionate of a lover Naoya is; that same undeniable chemistry between his love and the blonde igniting right before his eyes. The Zenin may have requested the honorific but its obvious to Gojo that Naoya submerges each stroke amenably.

'He talks down to her too but it doesn't feel as dirty as when I do it…'

Satoru wonders with the little concentration he can focus if there's isn't a thing or two he could possibly learn from the Zenin. Hoping to see even more of their natural dynamic, he slides himself a little farther down her throat before pulling out and coaching.

"If he feels good then tell him, love…"

As soon as she can speak, Elska latches onto Naoya's arms and whimpers.

"That feels good…Master Naoyaaa…"

But she's left to feel temporary confusion as her prince's immediate increased intensity sends her over the edge and straight into an orgasm. It's so sudden and prolific that she can't even cry out, she just releases high-pitched gasps and broken squeals as he only slows down a little.

Naoya tucks his right hand into the side of her neck and trails his thumb over her lips until she sucks it. He knows he's overstimulating her in this moment but he meant what he said, she's going down. As long as Elska isn't hurting or uncomfortable, he's going to keep making her unravel as many times as he's capable. Hearing her call him master brought out the devious side leading Naoya to feel like an open book. She looks up to him with lustful eyes and even with Gojo's length occupying her throat, he's coming to terms with the fact that he's very into this.

"I warned you baby…"

He moans as he watches her swallow Satoru down, uncertain as to why he's still looking but feels his brow furrow when he anchors his hips.

"We're going to fuck you senseless."

Satoru was hoping he'd say that. He nudges into Elska's mouth a few times before pulling back out again, knowing he'll be able to less loose some more shortly. He wants her to have a good experience this time and show her that he was capable of being better. Bending forward, he wipes her face dry and connects their lips despite her uncontrollable moans, whispering his affection.

"Like I've said before, so fucking beautiful."

Once met with her helplessly retorted "Sati", a rekindled flame of debauchery soaks Gojo's soul with melted wax made of his personal growth. Her vulnerability has always been an aphrodisiac that stimulates far more than his flesh alone and this is signified when his mind races with all the different ways he can make her melt.

To Naoya's complete dismay, Gojo's vile perspective breeds him with depravity. Having the Silver Shaman act as a favoring commentator calcifies one's intrepidity until there's nothing left to feel but the high of power. Naoya maneuvers her left leg wider and then back, handing over to Satoru to hold while the right one is placed to his shoulder.

Elska obliges their every direction, limply allowing herself to be positioned as they please. Naoya aligns himself with cold precision but wears an expression that communicates his shameless pleasure. When she feels him entering again, her Sweet Sati's fingers also find their way to her clitoris where they flatten and perform a circular motion that liquefies her sanity.

Once perceiving Elska's euphoria, Naoya changes his thrusts to more of a rolling motion but picks up speed. Her face becomes covered with Gojo sloppily kissing her neck, mumbling lecherous things until he snaps his head back, concerned.

Satoru could feel the Elska' temperature rising and because he's only ever known her to unleash singular waves, he quickly became anxious. With surprise in his features, Gojo studies Elska squirming and breathlessly trying to explain something him but she loses composure when a second wave tears through their space. His eyes find Naoya who's finally slowing his rhythm but with a face plastered with pride.

"Baby…"

The Zenin feels her spasming and gathers that she's having another orgasm on top of the release. Elska's trembling legs ricochet against his torso when he pulls out so he lays to his side and supports them with ardent chivalry.

"I won't be the one to torture you this time, princess."

He sees the perplexity on Satoru's face and although he would love to taunt the Silver Shaman over his accomplishments, Naoya grasps the invisible thread tied between the three of them.

"Round 3, Gojo."

Elska hasn't even caught her breath as post-orgasmic sensations linger throughout her body.The mattress around her shifts, tilts and then evens out and soon, Gojo's lips can be felt dragging from her knee to inner thigh. Hopelessly, she whines being unsure if she can handle any additional stimulation at this time so her Sweet Sati's slow tactics are greatly appreciated.

Gojo is trying to stop her legs from shaking and bouncing off his face but to no avail. A small chuckle leaves him when he grabs her waist and asks if she'd prefer a different position.

"Y-yeah...tha-t's not a...bad idea..."

Him and Naoya help her roll over and once she's on all fours, Gojo pulls her back by the hips so he can stand behind her versus being on the bed. With his hand on her lower back, he gently pushes her down a bit so that they could line up. Naoya's crawling onto the bed at this point, causing Gojo to sigh in anticipation with the determination gleaming from those amber eyes. As soon as Satoru rubs his tip into her though he finds himself in disbelief by how slick she is.

"My love…"

He'd tease her too but he's been waiting to feel his love again for long enough so with little time wasted, Satoru gently shoves himself in. When she yelps in pleasure, he secures Elska's waist and left breast and starts rocking his hips; closing his eyes due to how good it feels.

Naoya gathers her hair as she stares into his eyes with her glowing ones from below. Elska's expression becomes flushed again when Satoru's establishes his pace and he's not completely comfortable with this so the Zenin decides to turn his attention back to solely her. While holding her strands he bends down and salaciously locks their lips, grieving for all the years they've missed together. Elska's sweet little moans are driving him wild and before he even understands what he's doing, he's tilting her head to the side so he can return the lewd favor with his teeth. Naoya bites harder than he usually does, marking her, but only because he's wrapped up in wanting her to regret refusing to turning him. When she cries master again, he pulls back and grabs himself to rub against her lips. She gives him this arousing glare as she parts them and takes him in as far as she can manage, surpassing his expectations. 

Her body jolts from Satoru's well-angled rutting but isn't complaining as he really is being on his best behavior. On the contrary, Elska is coming to terms with how this all actually feels good… really good. Not only that but failed to realize how much she misses Satoru until he seats completely into her, mounting his weight while she sucks Naoya down. She hears Satoru breathlessly moan a command and is overly prepared to abide.

"Swallow him whole, love. Every inch."

Naoya moans and assists her with his hips but she can tell the Zenin is hesitantly testing the waters. Elska lifts her head and causes him to slide out of her mouth but while still looking into Naoya's eyes she taunts something telling.

"Master, help me."

Naoya sighs his decadence into the air while hovering his member over her face, chuckling when he allows more of it to peer out.

"Such a helpless little princess…"

The Zenin smirks with regency while guiding himself back down Elska's throat, slowly thrusting while she gags. After a few reoccurring sounds of struggle, he pulls yanks himself out to make sure she was still liking this.

"Do you want me to stop?".

She breathlessly whines no but he gives her a minute and takes in how the meat of her body ripples to the way Gojo is pounding her. When Gojo slows down for a moment, Naoya resumes his prodding with Elska and gladly observes her submissive nature as he glides past her lips. Her low moans tingle along his shaft but she suddenly cries out and it causes him to glance at Satoru but Naoya becomes further aroused as he sees the silver shaman working a thumb into her second entrance.

"Baby…why didn't you tell me you liked that?!"

The Zenin receives glowing innocent doe eyes that make him dissolve and gag her again.

"Love don't worry! I just want to play with it!"

Satoru isn't going to try take her in this manner and felt reassurance of that fact was necessary. She arches her back when he pokes his thumb in though and he can't help but to slam his member through her walls a few times while she lets him in.

"I fucking love your ass…"

Gojo was half-expecting Naoya to protest but is glad to see that the expression on his face is still extremely lush. Satoru starts motioning his hips back into a steady pace, wonderfully writhing with how he's being coated in Elska's silk.

"So fucking sexy."

His stamina and ability to last are limited these days since he hasn't had sex since it was her, Toji and himself. This dilemma has Gojo is torn on letting himself just go and wanting to prolong their adventure; ultimately landing on trying to go the distance. He swaps his thumb for his index finger and hooks into Elska while pumping through her arousal but she backs her hips up and takes more of it in.

"Fuuuck…" 

That didn't help him calm down at all. Gojo lifts his gaze towards Naoya in hopes for a distraction and can luckily discern that the Zenin is looking far less collected as well.

With watery eyes Elska glances up to Naoya who looks like he's ready to blow. She feels another orgasm building and whimpers to the warmth Satoru sends through her so she imagines Naoya with wings and shuts her eyes as she tries to not fall into a mess from their actions on her. Satoru is hitting all the right spots and being at their mercy is simply sublime. Her prince's hand rests against her head but his whimpers magnify with each thrust.

"Baby…fuck…I'm not going to make it much longer…"

Knowing that Naoya is enjoying himself this much initiates Elska to push her body up more and grab onto his waist so she can take him down her throat completely.

 "Ohhhh my godddd…"

Naoya throws his head back as she sucks the fight right out of him. He's closing his eyes, trying to picture anything that would cease his budding release but it's no use, it's coming. He supports her with his right arm by hoisting it under hers as he reflexively doubles over, unable to even move much as she's doing all the necessary work herself. He runs his hand through her hair, gripping some with reflexive need.

"…It's coming baby…I'm…"

But Naoya's unable to say the rest as he feels her throat squeeze around him. Knowing that she just forced him in that far inadvertently emphasizes his bliss so the prince cries out as he unloads into her and jitters to feeling her swallow it all.

Gojo sees that Naoya has actually been defeated first but feels like if he can hold on just a little bit longer, he can give his love an orgasm too. He's exhilarated to see that all of this has played out much better than he could've ever anticipated and dedicates his remaining motions with increased force. Elska's seductive whimpers are stifled by Naoya who has yet to leave her mouth but she tightens around him which draws out his desperation.

"Fucking cum, love…you better...fucking..."

Satoru sounds so mean but it's because he's so close and doesn't want to leave her without his memory. A cramp forms in his thigh, adding to obstacles.

"Fucking-cum..."

Elska finally does though Gojo whimpers tremendously when he feels the top half of her body give and lay into the mattress while her muscles convulse around his shaft. He thinks to paint her walls but really misses the way she looks covered with his signature so he hastily pulls out and aims his contents all over her ass and moans gratifyingly when he coats her supple skin. Still catching his breath, he admires the way it spills out and drapes down her curves but pools in other areas.

Everyone is quiet aside from their heaving of the sweaty air.

Naoya brushes Elska's hair away from her face as she lay there gasping and bent over. He helps her up to her knees but then locks their lips in a breathless but sweet caress. He wants to say so much as he feels that was ultimately pretty fucking hot but instead he decides to check in on her.

"Are you okay, baby? Was all of that alright?"

Her eyes are still glossed over when he feels her hand cupping his cheek. She smiles exhaustively and tenderly kisses himback and with that Naoya's reassured that they didn't cause her any harm.

Gojo smacks her ass and belts out his humor.

"I guess Toji was too late!"

He chuckles and reluctantly wipes his Elska art away with the sheets. He wraps his arms around her while she's still upright and having a moment with Naoya, needing to nestle his face into her hair.

"My love, thank you for that…"

The room itself is much darker now which is when Gojo's bright eyes dart to the window to see that the sun is setting.

"Not to cut this short you guys but we're surely missed by this point."

Satoru imagines he's going to have to explain himself to Toji and isn't looking forward to that.

"Fushiguro is going to fucking kill me."

Gojo is all giggles before his breath hitches into a whine over the forming portal on the other side of the room.

"Hehehe...here arrives my death."

And of course the first person to be seen exiting the portal is the giant himself but with eyes illuminated by indignation.