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Test of Love (Chapter Five)
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Summary: You and Satoru talk about the recent attacks. After he leaves, Suguru comes to your house. A/N: Hello! I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. It was really fun to write and I've been building it up a lot. Comments always appreciated!
CW: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Unprotected Sex, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling, Fem Reader, AFAB Reader W/C: 7,333
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Your apartment was excruciatingly quiet, the only sounds were coming from your fingers as you picked at your shirt, and the low hum of your AC.
He was going to be here any second now. Any second.
Satoru was coming to your house tonight to go over potential suspects regarding the attacks on the school. He was the one who suggested the idea. In theory it sounded great. After proposing it, he quickly followed up saying he wanted to do it at your house, which left you feeling a bit nervous.
The loud sound of your doorbell shakes you from your thoughts, causing you to jump to your feet. He’s here. You rush to the door, gripping the handle tightly as you swing it open. Satoru’s standing there with a pile of papers shoved under his arm.
“Satoru!” You say.
Before you can greet him properly, he’s leaning down and grabbing your face. His lips press against yours in a rather rushed way, the taste of him seeping into your mouth. You fly your hands up and grip his shirt, eventually pushing your lips against his. He’s grinning by the time he’s pulling away, leaning over you.
“Hey.” He responds, cooly.
You try to self regulate your breathing while he slips past you into your apartment. The air immediately shifts around you the second Satoru enters your place, a fact that is not lost on you. No matter where he went, he shifted it.
You carefully shut the door behind you as you turn around, taking in the sight of Satoru in your house. He’s dropped you off before, but he’s never been inside. Everything looks small surrounding him, briefly making you wonder if you’ve actually lived in a dollhouse this whole time.
Satoru takes in his surroundings, before making his way to your couch and sitting down. He splays the papers out on the coffee table in front of him, pulling his blindfold down at the same time.
Stunning.
You suppress a groan at the sight of his blue eyes, instead choosing to slide into the seat next to him. Your hands are sweaty, and you aren't sure if it’s because of your anxiety about the attacks or because Satoru was in your house.
“What’s the matter with you?” Satoru asks, handing you half a stack of papers.
You grab it and quickly flick through the pile, mentally groaning at the amount.
“I’m just worried about what’s been happening at the school.”
You had no reason to believe it was anything scary, anything scarier than what was considered normal at least. But there was a nagging feeling in the back of your brain telling you that something wasn’t right.
“That's why I’m here, right?” Satoru kicks up his feet on your coffee table.
Satoru had brought over a stack of curse users that Jujutsu High was keeping an eye on. It was bigger than you were expecting. You were hoping the answer would lie somewhere in the list. Now that you were looking at how many there were, you were sure statistically speaking they had to be in there, you wouldn't be surprised if the whole damn population of Tokyo was in it.
You heave out a sigh and look down at your half. The first page greets you, a man named Tetsuya Nakamura was listed, his picture staring right at you. He looked like the definition of evil, his dark eyes staring straight at you.
How were you going to narrow down the list?
“I have an update about the last attack. Remember how some trees were lit on fire?” Satoru asks, his gaze flicking through the first paper before he sets it down. “Turns out there were remnants of cursed energy on the remains of the trees. Someone used their technique to light it up.”
Well that would help in knowing what to look for. It didn’t make you feel any more relieved though, knowing there was someone who could light the school on fire lurking around.
“So look for someone who can start a fire, got it.” You mumble, setting Nakamura’s page to the side. As scary as he looked, he wouldn't have been able to do it.
The room is mostly silent as the two of you look through the files of what Tokyo’s most evil had to offer.
It felt like hours had passed as the two of you searched, the sun slowly setting outside your windows.
“Aha, there he is.” Satoru murmurs to himself, pulling a paper out and looking at it.
You perk your head up to see who he’s talking about. Mahiro Kawaguchi. He doesn’t look at all like what you’d expect a curse user to look like. He's skinny with short brown hair, his eyes holding something like humor in them.
“Who’s that?” You ask.
Satoru sets his stack of papers down, eyes drawn into Mahiro.
“He's a pretty infamous fire user. The kids been on our radar for months but we’ve always had bigger fish to fry. I think he's probably the most fitting out of what we have.”
You had never heard of the guy, but that didn’t really surprise you. The elders had their eyes on many people, most of which you probably didn’t even know existed.
“This whole thing is weird, Satoru.”
Something was off about this situation. At first, you thought that they were doing multiple attacks to wear everyone down. But it's been going on for so long, wouldn’t something have happened by now? It feels like there’s a missing piece, one you can’t quite wrap your head around.
Satoru looks up at you expectantly.
“Why hasn’t anything happened yet? If they were going to hit us with something major, they would've done it by now, right?” You ask, dropping your pile of papers on the coffee table.
Satoru looks away for a moment to think, his teeth digging inside his cheek.
“I think so. I'm also really confused about how they burned that patch of trees down. I checked the schedule for the day, and the graduates came as soon as we left. They should have caught them.”
If that was the case, why didn’t they?
You dig the heels of your palms in your eyes, feeling the onset of a migraine coming on. Two mysteries you had to solve, and you weren’t sure how much time you had.
Tilting your head to the side, you notice Satoru is staring at the ceiling. You were never sure if you wanted to catch a glimpse inside his mind or not. Just what did someone like Satoru think about? How much did he know?
“And I mean, Mahiro is a dumbass. The nature of it all doesn’t suit him. He never takes a slow approach. But his curse technique fits it the best. Unless, it’s someone completely new which will be a fucking headache.” Satoru taps his foot lightly against your floor.
He looks down through snow white lashes, making eye contact with you. He looks weary and broken down, exhaustion seeping through his features. It's sick, but you feel relief at the sight of him lowering his guard down for you. It was a sight not many had seen, other than Suguru.
It would be nice to have a break. Jujutsu was constantly on your mind. You loved it and found it fascinating, but god did you want to feel ignorant for just a moment.
“Why don’t we take a breather?” You ask, praying that Satoru will agree to it.
“Sounds good to me.” Satoru sets Mahiro’s paper on the coffee table.
“It's got me so stressed and I’m not even sure why.” You groan.
You deal with much more stressful things on a regular basis, there was no reason for you to feel worried about this. You raise a hand to press your fingertips into your temple, whimpering at the pain.
You’re too focused on your self pity that you don’t notice Satoru inching closer and closer to you.
“Do you need help relaxing?” Satoru grabs your arm, pulling it away from your face.
His cologne overwhelms your senses, making your brain short circuit. You weren’t horny, you weren’t even close, but the second his skin made contact with yours it felt like sex was the only thing on your mind.
“I'm not sure you make me feel relaxed.” You mutter, flicking your eyes to his lips.
Wasn’t that the truth. He made your heart race, your skin tingle, and your mind reel. Relaxed was the furthest thing he made you feel.
“Really? How do I make you feel then?” His face is closer to yours now, and you can feel the heat of his breath gracing your cheeks.
“I can show you.” You respond.
His lips smash into yours, causing a soft moan to slip from your mouth. Satoru smiles into the kiss, turning his body to face you more. The size difference is glaringly obvious as he turns you to face him, maneuvering your bodies to lay on the couch. Lean muscles sink into your flesh, making your back arch.
Satoru tastes like strawberry as his lips meld to yours. You would expect nothing else from the self proclaimed sweets enthusiast. Your arms wrap around his neck, tugging him down towards you as your lips part. Satoru takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth, grazing yours. Kissing Satoru was nothing like kissing Suguru. He was rushed, hard, and desperate. Suguru was more methodical, drawing you out until you wanted to beg. The two balanced each other out perfectly, neither being better than the other. Satoru’s breathing picks up as he feels you reciprocate his neediness. The room is filled with the sounds of lips smacking and quiet groans exchanged between the two of you.
You lace your fingers in his feathery hair, giving it a soft tug. Satoru’s brows furrow as he moans into your mouth. It shouldn’t surprise you, Satoru being a loud lover made sense. His groin is pressed against yours as his tongue tangles with yours. You shift your hips up until you can feel his bulge, sliding your pussy against it to get a reaction. You had yet to see it, but you knew his cock was perfect. There was not a doubt in your mind that it would ruin you.
Satoru pulls away to catch his breath, peering down at you. The proximity leaves you breathless, you were at the mercy of the man above you as you were trapped. His eyes are even more beautiful up close if that was even possible. Satoru pushes himself against you, smirking at the way your lips part. You wanted to rip your clothes off and get on your knees to beg for more, you certainly weren’t above it. But the game you were playing with him felt nice, the two of you waiting to see who would break first.
Your pussy clenches at the weight of his cock pressing into you. Even through layers of fabric your body calls for him. You moan out as Satoru pushes against you harder, somehow finding your clit. He grinds against you at a slow pace, his cock beginning to weep inside his pants. Satoru hadn’t been intimate with anyone besides Suguru in a long time, you could almost see the excitement leaking from his pores.
“Satoru, I need-“ you moan once more, your eyes squeezing shut.
“What do you need?” Satoru asks.
You’re pathetic.
You’re pathetic, but you don’t care. You open your eyes and look up at him, lust lighting up your features.
“Need you, need you bad.” You mutter.
Satoru lets out a shaky breath as he presses his lips against yours once more. There’s an urgency this time as he grinds against you faster, his hands gliding down your body.
God likes playing jokes on you, you think. Satoru’s phone blares as he gets a call, disrupting the flow. You desperately want to beg him not to answer it, not to even check who’s calling. But Satoru is a busy man, and you can’t be selfish with his time.
Satoru relents and pulls away, reaching for his phone. You don’t get the chance to see who’s calling him before he picks up.
“What?” His voice makes you feel bad for whoever’s on the other line.
Your chest heaves as you stare up at him, waiting for him to say he had to go. Satoru hangs up and sits on his ankles, his eyes dancing across your figure.
“I'm sorry, I have-.” He begins, sadness leaking from his words.
“I-it’s okay. Go. We can continue this later.” You assure, trying to keep your voice level.
You’re hoping you don’t look as disheveled as you feel. Satoru tugs your shirt down, pressing a kiss against your lips. A string tugs at your heart as you watch the world's strongest sorcerer pull himself up, standing while he adjusts his hair.
“I’ll call you.” He promises, gathering all the papers.
“Be safe.”
Satoru’s eyes flick up to you as if he's caught off guard. How many people have told him to be safe before? He cracks a grin that feels superficial at best before making his way to your door.
“Later!” He bids you farewell before slipping out of your apartment.
You’re met with the harsh silence that falls over your house, a heavy weight resting against your shoulders. Satoru’s presence was so large that the second he left it felt like a hole was carved out of your chest. This sucked. Not only were you sad, but you could feel stickiness between your legs, the result of all the teasing Satoru put you through.
The bastard.
You slowly sit up, releasing a shaky breath as you do so. Your stomach begins to twist as you suddenly realize that it’s dinner time, and you hadn’t had anything to eat since the half doughnut you stole from Satoru in the break room before lunch.
Your eyes glance to the kitchen where you feel dread build up in you. Cooking was the last thing you wanted to do. A chime breaks you from your inner debate.
Suguru: hey
Suguru: what’s up?
You smile at your phone, typing out a response.
You: Satoru just left so now I’m trying to figure out what to eat
Suguru: I can pick up food and bring it over?
You bite your lip as you try to hold back a smile.
You: yes please
Suguru comes to your house within 15 minutes, a soft smile on his lips as he holds up the plastic bag of take out.
“You have no idea how excited I am to see you.” You exclaim.
Suguru slides past you and sets the bag on your counter.
“Are you excited to see me or the food?” He asks as he chuckles, opening the bag. He had gotten yakisoba from your favorite place down the street, a while ago you made an off handed comment to him about how much you loved it. He remembered.
“Hmm, can it be both?” You tease back, appreciating him from behind.
Him and Satoru looked so large in your apartment.
You go to your kitchen to grab extra plates for the two of you. It feels entirely domestic, the way Suguru dishes out the dinner for you. You almost feel angry at Satoru for hiding this man for so long. Then again, if he was yours, you wouldn't exactly be jumping at the chance to share him.
While you eat together, Suguru tells you about his day. It sounded like he was on campus helping Yaga with a project, which apparently was a common occurrence. It honestly blew your mind at how often he went to the school, you had no idea how you managed to miss each other this entire time.
Your stomach is happier with you by the time you’re done. You don’t want Suguru to leave yet, so you ask if he wants to watch a movie with you.
That's how you find yourselves in your bed, his large frame beneath you as you rest your head on his chest. You focus on the way his heart beats underneath you while he strums your back, eyes watching the movie playing on your screen. The two of you aren’t really paying attention, only sort of understanding what was happening in the movie.
“What’d you and Satoru do?” Suguru asks.
“Not much, he came over to look at suspects for the problem we’ve been having at the school.” You conveniently leave out the part where you grinded against each other like a bunch of horny teenagers.
Suguru hums.
“You’ve heard about it, right?” You turn to look at him.
Suguru’s fox eyes drag to your face and you have to remind yourself to breathe normally.
“Yeah, Satoru’s told me a bit. It’s sort of weird.” Suguru slides his hand down your arm, causing a chill to run up your spine.
“That’s what I was saying! It just doesn’t make sense.” You respond. “There’s the fire which was weird, and apparently Satoru doesn’t understand how the graduates missed the last attack, since they should have been there. There’s also an uptick of curses near the school.”
Suguru’s eyes look up in thought.
“That's the part that’s weird to me. There hasn’t been any recent tragedies there, so there shouldn’t be curses there.” Suguru chooses his words carefully before speaking. “It’s almost like it has something to do with someone with curse manipulation, but that can’t be right. It’s not very common, and I would’ve heard of someone else with it.”
Well you had never thought of it like that before. If Suguru thought it was weird, then surely it was. Suguru had curse manipulation so he would understand the signs.
Hold on.
It dawns on you.
Not only are you seeing Satoru, the strongest sorcerer of your time, but you’re also seeing Suguru, arguably the next strongest sorcerer.
Your eyes widen before you force the surprise back down. You knew they were both strong, but there was never really thought put into it. You remember your thoughts from when you first saw Suguru in the bookstore where you told yourself you could handle him, what a joke.
“What’s wrong?” Suguru asks, pulling you from spiraling.
“I just realized how strong you guys are, I’ve never really thought about it before.”
“You just realized? I feel like Satoru never lets people forget.” Suguru grins in amusement.
“Fair.” You laugh to yourself.
You wrap your arm around his chest, appreciating all the muscles underneath you. You think he shudders at the action, but you aren't sure if your mind’s playing tricks on you.
“You’re strong too, you know.” You speak softly.
Suguru’s body goes rigid for half a second before relaxing underneath your touch. You look up towards him, his deep eyes causing your breathing to stutter. It’s hard to tell who moves first, but your lips are on each other in an instance. It was soft and calculated the way his mouth moved against yours. Nothing like Satoru. You feel Suguru’s hand thread against the back of your hair, and you gasp in surprise. Suguru smirks to himself and takes the opportunity to glide his tongue inside your mouth, stroking yours. More, you needed more. You press your mouth harder against him, wrapping your tongue around his.
“Eager, are we?” Suguru pulls back to say.
He had no idea.
You hadn’t cum in days, and the boys were both teasing you the whole time.
Were they even aware of what they were doing?
“Please.” You mumble, your lips brushing against his as you speak.
Suguru pulls back to look into your eyes. You probably looked a mess. You felt like a mess. His eyes slide across your face, taking in your features.
“Tell me what you need.” He asks.
Just like Satoru.
“More.” You respond.
Suguru runs his tongue along his bottom lip before pushing his mouth against yours. You yelp in surprise, grateful to feel his body against yours once more. It was hard to breathe when you kissed him, but you weren’t sure if that was because your mouth was occupied, or because of who you were kissing.
Suguru keeps his lips on yours as he slides out from underneath you, throwing his leg over your body as he hovers over you. All you could see, feel, smell, taste was Suguru. You could hardly get enough.
He uses one hand to tilt your face up, guiding his tongue against yours as he balances his weight on a hand beside your head.
Jealousy strikes through you at the insight that Satoru had this every night.
You push your hips up in an attempt to create friction with something, but you’re met with open air. Suguru chuckles above you, removing his lips to watch you. Yellow eyes flick to your lips before back up and you have to force yourself to breathe.
“I can’t believe Satoru got to you before me.” He insinuates. You know exactly what he’s talking about.
“He-he didn’t. Not really.”
Suguru’s face draws in surprise. Hold on. Satoru didn't tell Suguru how far the both of you went? That was surprising. It was hard to tell whether or not you were grateful. You couldn’t figure out why Satoru would keep it from Suguru. Maybe because he wanted something to hold over his head?
“Really?”
“We just, he uh,” you look away. “He ate me out but that’s all.”
If you were looking at Suguru you would have seen the mischievous glint that flashed across his face. He brings your gaze back to his, craving to see the look in your eyes.
“Is that so?” Suguru trails his finger from your jaw to your throat.
You can feel your pulse beneath his finger, the fragility of your body completely in the grasp of the man above you.
“Y-yes.”
Suguru smiles, but it’s not the smile you know. It’s dark and nerve wracking, as if millions of ideas were flashing through his head. It would have scared you, you think, if it didn’t excite you.
Suguru grabs your throat with a gentle but firm hand and tilts your head up. You’re completely at his mercy as he dips his face down, moving his hand to press his lips against your neck. Your hands fly up to grip his shoulders as he places soft kisses along your tender flesh. It's a ruse and you know it. Suguru was kind, protective, and trustworthy. But he was also strong, assertive, and domineering. You’d heard the rumors about him. Ruthless in a fight, they said. You were starting to wonder if that applied in the bedroom as well.
Suguru leans back to look at your neck before going in again, his teeth now digging in you. You yelp and hold onto him tighter, briefly spasming underneath him at the sharpness of his fangs. Suguru sucks your skin into his mouth, pulling back to glide his tongue over the injury. Your head is dizzy at the switch, and you’re almost left wondering if he bit you at all. He finally graces you with friction as he lowers himself towards you, pressing his cock against you. You gasp out, pushing yourself up more to get even a little bit of pleasure.
Suguru looks at your face as you try to angle your hips correctly, an amused expression on his face. You don’t care how you look. You just need it, and you need it bad. Suguru reaches up to gently push your hair out of your face before he kisses you again. Your attention is split between his lips and his hand as it glides down your body, resting at your waist as he slides it beneath your shirt. Your breathing is coming out much more heavily now as his fingers make their way to your chest. He pushes his hand underneath your bra, trailing across your breast. You pull away to groan as he slides his thumb on your nipple, causing your head to spine.
Off, you need it off.
You reach down to tug your shirt off, throwing it across your bedroom. Suguru instantly looks towards your exposed skin, pushing your bra up.
It had been awhile since you had sex with someone and your anxiety was finally starting to catch up.
You fidget beneath him, tempted to cover up. Maybe he didn’t like what he was seeing?
Before your doubts can eat you alive, Suguru is leaning down, his breath brushing across your sensitive skin.
“God…” he speaks to himself before taking one of your nipples in his mouth.
You moan and arch up into his mouth, his tongue grazing across your nipple. He uses his hand to pinch the other nipple, making your body shake beneath him. You twist underneath him, his heavy breath gliding across your skin as he switches breasts. You throw your head back, keeping your eyes closed. You couldn’t look at him. You may cum on the spot if you did.
Suguru sits up and looks down at you, enjoying the sight of you withering underneath him. You open your eyes to peer up at him, your hands carefully reaching out to tug on his shirt. You wanted more of him. Suguru pulls it off his head and tosses it near yours, before pressing kisses down your stomach. You twitch underneath him, his velvet lips leaving goosebumps as he goes.
Squirming beneath him, you dig your teeth into your bottom lip as he carefully pulls your pants down. Excitement bubbles up in your veins, but your legs try to squeeze shut once you're exposed.
A rush of cool air brushes against your exposed pussy, making you clench around nothing. Suguru’s eyes are focused on your core, his strong hands keeping your legs apart. He lifts a hand towards you, pressing his thumb against your clit.
“You’re so beautiful.” He says, the tone of his voice making you want to curl in on yourself.
“H-hah!” You groan, your body spasming as you try to push against his finger harder.
Suguru’s eyes carefully trail back up to your face to watch your reactions as his thumb begins to swirl against your clit. It was the perfect amount of pressure, you think. Not too hard, not too soft. Your lips are parted as you look down to watch him rub your clit.
“You’re so wet already.” Suguru observes, flicking his eyes down to your pussy.
“Me and Satoru uh…” Suguru pauses his thumb and looks up at you.
Should you tell him?
“We made out and grinded against each other, but he had to leave.”
If you talked about any other man with someone else, you were sure the other guy would be pissed. But that wasn’t the case with Satoru and Suguru.
A hunger flares across Suguru’s face as he listens to you, your heart fluttering.
“He just left you like this?”
You dig your teeth into your lip and look up at him.
“Why don’t I take care of you?” He asks, starting to rub his thumb again as he looks into your eyes.
You aren’t even sure how to beg him for it, so you just whimper a “please”. Suguru smiles and slides down your body until his face is right in front of your pussy.
Your hands rest against your thighs as you stare down at him, his face mere inches away from where you needed him most. It was scary, you wondered what was going through his mind as he looked down at you.
“So fucking perfect.” He murmurs, looking up at you as he leans in.
The first lick is a shock to your system, and the second restarts your brain. Suguru slides his tongue through your folds several times to taste the wetness that clings to you, before focusing on your clit. You moan out and lift a hand up to rest on Suguru’s head, unable to run your fingers through his hair, as it was tied up in a bun. Suguru wraps his lips around your clit and gives a harsh suck making you arch your back. Just like kissing, Suguru was completely opposite of Satoru when it came to eating you out. Satoru was messy, and overwhelming. Suguru was slow, choosing to draw out your moans for as long as possible. You think Suguru would keep doing this forever if only to torture you.
“Pull it.” Suguru orders, speaking directly into you as he reaches up to take his hair from the bun.
The hair falls against your thighs, briefly tickling you before he flicks it back behind him. Why was such a small action so fucking hot? You tentatively run a hand through his hair before gripping it, unsure of how hard to pull. Suguru grins against you as he licks your clit again. Your hand is shaky as it holds his hair, and it seemed like Suguru wanted to change that. He continues to eat you out as he lifts a hand up to wrap around yours, tightening your grip on his hair. He pulls his hand back a bit, causing you to tug his black locks harder than you would’ve if he didn’t help. Didn’t that hurt? Suguru groans into your pussy, the noise making you go cross eyed. He liked it rough.
You keep pulling his hair with the same harshness once he releases his hold on you. His tongue trails down until it finds your pussy, sliding in once, twice, before pressing against you and keeping it inside. The moans filling your room are pornographic, the sound almost making you flustered. You couldn’t dwell on how ridiculous you sounded, not with the way Suguru was tongue fucking you.
“So sweet, I'm a bit jealous that Satoru got a taste first.” He says as he pulls back, staring at the way your clit twitches beneath his gaze.
“At least I get to have you fully first.” Suguru is talking to himself you think, because there’s no way in hell he expects you to respond.
Suguru licks your clit slowly several times before sucking it again, making you pull on his hair even harder. Your other hand is holding his next to your hips, fingers intertwined. He’s breathing hard against you as he brings you closer to the edge, you almost wondered if he was going to cum too.
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer, but you almost don’t want to cum. You wanted to stay in this state forever, the pleasure of being trapped beneath Suguru’s mouth leaving you breathless.
“S-Suguru it feels-“ You let out a moan, looking down at his face between your legs.
“Tell me how it feels, baby.” He’s muttering against your skin, lips finding their way back to you instantly.
“Fuck- feels so good Suguru, you’re gonna make me c- I’m gonna cum!” You sob, feeling your pussy rhythmically twitch.
Suguru doesn’t respond, at least you don’t think he does. You can’t hear anything besides the loud moans you’re releasing and the sounds of his tongue making contact with your dripping core. Suguru continues sucking your clit until your body goes completely stiff under him as you cum on his tongue. He uses it to his advantage as he sucks you through it, your groans only encouragement for him.
When he stops, you briefly wonder if you’ve died and gone to heaven. He looks like a saint between your twitching thighs, his lips covered in your release as his eyes look heavy with lust.
Even though you had just cum, you wanted more.
“How’d that feel?” His soft voice floats over to your ears as he runs his hands down your thighs.
Incredible, breathtaking, time stopping. You don’t think you’ve cum like that in years, if ever. The only other time you felt just as good was when you came on Satoru’s tongue.
“G-Good.” Your voice is shaky as his hands continue to run along your skin.
Why did he ask? Could he not see how you looked underneath him? Maybe he just wanted to hear you say it.
“I’m glad, it’s been awhile since I…” he trails off as he takes in the sight of your form beneath him, his eyes darkening.
You tremble beneath him as aftershocks flow through your body.
“Can I… I wanna…” you try to reach up to tug at his pants.
Suguru grins and takes your hands into his.
“Not now, I just wanna be inside you.” His voice is low and dangerous, the tone of a man who was going to ruin you.
Suguru’s eyes flick up to yours before something dawns on him.
“I don’t have condoms.” He’s speaking more to himself than you.
Suguru hadn’t been fucking anyone besides Satoru in years. It wasn’t like Satoru was going to get pregnant. Neither of them had any need to get them.
He pulls away to sit on his heels as he looks at you, a disappointed look on his face.
“We shouldn’t…” he mutters.
There was no way in hell you were stopping.
You had condoms in your nightstand, but you didn’t really want to use them. You wanted to feel Suguru wholly and completely.
“I'm on birth control.” You reach out to grab his hand again to tug him towards you.
You were on it, and you don’t think you had ever been so glad you started it until this point. You sent gratitude to your past self, grateful that you had the future insight to start birth control. Suguru searches your eyes and you try to translate just how badly you wanted him.
“Are you sure?” He asks.
“I'm sure.”
Suguru presses his lips against yours and the taste of your cum leaks into your mouth. He wasn’t rushing, but you could feel the underlying sense of urgency in his touch. He holds your face with one hand as he begins to unbuckle his pants with the other. Your pulse is erratic in excitement as he pulls the clothing down past his cock, and you're too distracted with his lips to look.
Suguru pulls away, the string of saliva connecting your lips tearing apart as he tugs his pants off the rest of the way. You stare at the way his luscious hair hangs from his head, memories of what it felt like between your fingers.
“Ready?” He asks, snapping your attention back to him.
“Y-yeah I’m r-“ you start, looking down at his cock.
Holy fucking shit.
Suguru’s eyebrows raise as you stare at him, his leaky tip standing rock hard. He was joking, right? You knew it was big from the way it felt in the club, but you were not expecting this.
His face relaxes as he realizes what you're staring at. He smiles before grabbing your hip. His thumb smoothes along your skin while you look up at him, your eyes wide.
“It's okay baby.”
“Suguru, I don’t think, it’s not gonna,” your hole clenches as you try to imagine fitting all of him inside you.
“Trust me.” He kisses your forehead and you feel your defenses start to fall. When he said that, it was hard not to.
“I'll be right here this whole time.” He says lowly, pulling away.
You take a deep breath and spread your legs wider, staring at him as he situates himself between your legs. His cock nudges your entrance and you know it’s going to hurt more if you watch, but you can't look away.
At least you were dripping.
Suguru holds his cock as it pushes against your pussy, sliding in easily. Your mouth drops open as he starts to fill you up.
“Relax for me, I got you.” He speaks softly to you, and you will your tense muscles to calm down.
It works enough that he can slide into you even more, making you whimper in response. Your walls are clinging tightly to him as he pushes into you, nice and slow.
You throw your head back and shudder as Suguru takes his hand off his cock, resting his grip on your sides. He’s halfway in, but it still feels deeper than anyone you’ve had before. He leans on his forearms above you as he slides the rest of the way in, his body going completely still to let you warm up.
“Y-you’re so,” You stutter, your voice airy as you try to speak.
It pinches slightly, your pussy spreading wide to accommodate his size.
“I know, I know. Look at me.”
You lift your head up to look into Suguru’s eyes. He’s showing concern as he stares down at you, and your heart tugs at the sight. He was beautiful.
“Are you okay?” He asks.
You were okay, you were just stretched more than you had ever been. The sting subsides as he sits inside you, refusing to begin until you give him the okay.
“Yeah.” You breathe out.
Your arms wrap around his neck, threading your fingers through his black hair. It calms you a bit.
“Want you to start.” You say as you look away, the intensity of his gaze overwhelming you.
Suguru chuckles and places a kiss to the side of your lips before drawing his hips back.
“Anything for you.”
He slides back in slowly and you moan at the feeling. Your walls hug him tightly as he pulls out again, moving ever so faster as he feels you warm up beneath him. It didn’t hurt anymore, all you could feel was white hot desire flow through you. Suguru’s eyes are watching your expressions as he fucks you, in awe at the way your face pinches up in pleasure each time he bottoms out inside of you.
The veins on his shaft press into your pussy, making you clench around him. Once you do, his brows furrow and he lets out a heavy breath. You wanted to hear him groan again, like the sounds he let out when he was eating you out. There’s no pain on your face as he speeds up, his hips pulling back to snap into you again. You weren’t sure you had ever felt so full before.
You moan as he thrusts into you, letting yourself tug on his hair. His slips inside you easily at the mix of your cum and his saliva, his cock picking up speed as he pushes into you.
The proximity of his face makes you dizzy, your body feeling shaky underneath his gaze. You were starting to understand what Satoru meant when he said Suguru was smothering. You press your lips against his and let his tongue slide against yours. You moan against his mouth until he pulls away, sitting up. You’re sad that he’s further away, but you’re quickly met with how much deeper he can get at this angle.
“F-fu…” you groan as he slides himself all the way inside you once more.
Suguru holds your waist as he fucks you, his cock pushing against your gspot each time he bottoms out. It was hard to breathe. Your pussy holds onto him tightly as if you didn’t want him to pull out, which you really didn't. His face is focused as he stares down at your pussy, his lips parted as he watches his cock slide out only to be sucked in once more.
“You feel so fucking good.” He murmurs, a groan slipping out as he raises a thumb up to press against your clit.
Your legs try to snap together in response but his body stops you. Suguru rubs your clit, his cock nudging into you at a much faster pace. Your eyes roll back in your head as he fucks you, his cock making you breathless.
You want him to rub your clit faster, but you're not even sure you can handle it. He angles his hips to push against your gspot even more, making you groan out. It felt like you were in heaven, you had never felt so good before.
Suguru slides his thumb against your clit faster, smirking to himself once you clench against him. He lets out a quiet moan at how tight you were, feeling dizzy at the way you wrapped around him.
He rubs against you while fucking you, forcing his eyes to stay open to watch your face. Drools seeping past your lips as he pushes into you, his cock filling you to the brim. You aren't sure how much longer you’re going to last. You already felt sensitive from your previous orgasm, and his thumb was only working you closer to the edge. His cock is fast and unforgiving as he fucks you, leaving you no time to recover.
“I'm close,” you moan, looking down at how he thrusts into you.
“Can tell, you keep,” Suguru groans as you clench around him again. He pants as he fucks into you. “Doing that.”
He speeds his thumb up and fucks into you faster once you clench around him again.
“Suguru,” you moan, reaching up to dig your nails into his arms. “Suguru!”
“Just like that, baby, just like that.”
You twitch underneath him as you groan, cumming on his cock. Suguru moans in reaction to the way your pussy grips onto him. He fucks you through it, his hips losing rhythm as he feels himself get closer.
Your eyes lose focus as they look up to him, your mouth hanging open as he continues to use your body. There’s a light sheen of sweat covering his chest, his head thrown back as he softly groans.
“Where?” He asks, voice sounding slightly strangled.
“Inside, inside.” You assure, moaning with him.
“F-fuck.” He murmurs.
Suguru’s hips stop as he starts to cum. It shoots inside you, whiteness leaking from your body. It feels warm as it fills you up, sliding down your pussy. Suguru stops and looks down at your core, pulling his cock out slowly. He watches his cum push from your needy hole before he snaps out of it, looking up towards you.
“Where’s your towels?” He asks, intent on taking care of you.
“You can just grab something from the hamper.” You grumble, feeling exhaustion start to seep into you.
Suguru hops up and digs in your hamper to find a discarded shirt, carefully sliding it between you to wipe up his cum. Your body spasms underneath him, still sensitive.
“There.” He says, tossing the shirt back into the hamper.
Suguru lightly runs his hands up your sides, making you shudder. He leans down to press a kiss against your lips, and you find yourself disappointed once it ends.
“You did so good, baby.” He coos, grinning at your sleepy smile.
Suguru lays down beside you, eyes fluttering as you situate yourself next to him. You wrap your arm around him, and nuzzle against his chest. His touch is light as he strums your back, letting the silence fall over you both.
You didn't need to speak, you didn't have anything to say. You just wanted to enjoy the presence of him before he had to go.
“When do you have to leave?” You ask, your arms subconsciously tightening around him like that would stop him from going.
You look towards your bedside table where your clock sits. 10:30 pm.
“Whenever you kick me out.” Suguru says, a hint of teasing in his voice.
“I'm serious.” You nudge him and laugh.
“So am I.”
You think for a moment. Honestly, you were expecting him to leave soon. You were used to Satoru constantly being busy.
“Can you stay the night?” You ask, scared he might turn you down.
Suguru wasn’t rude, but you were afraid nonetheless.
“Of course.” Suguru kisses the top of your head.
Your eyes flutter closed as you grin, focusing on the electricity between your bodies as you drift off to sleep.
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