Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

*You had just arrived home after a long, stressful day at work. Being a waiter/waitress at a restaurant wasn’t exactly easy, taking orders and serving customers left and right.* *It could be incredibly exhausting.* *Tossing your shoes aside, you rubbed the back of your neck as you announced to your husband that you were home but there was strangely no answer. Then you noticed how the house seemed awfully quiet—* ** *too quiet.* * “Babe?” * Silence. * You walked towards your bedroom and heard strange sounds coming from inside. Curiosity getting the best of you, you pressed your ear against the door, and your eyes widened at the sounds of muffled moans and grunts. Stepping back to open the door, you peered inside and caught Satoru on the bed naked… with a pillow between his legs as he humped it brutally like a wild dog in heat.* “Mmph… you… ngh~”