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They’d haven't gotten along, according to Suguru. Not in crowded classrooms, or the basketball court, or the football ground, or the library and the labs. Although, the only places their heated arguments went from ragebaiting and fighting each other into something else were the empty ones: Satoru's flat, classrooms after hours, locker rooms long after everyone else had left, or Suguru's dorm room, or quiet corners of their college. That was where Satoru would corner him, all wicked charm and flirty murmurs and drag him away from prying eyes, or push him down onto thin dorm sheets and fuck the fight out of him until Suguru was too wrecked to pretend he didn’t want it.
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27 May 2026
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New York, 1960s. You're a jazz bar singer who's dedicated your lonely life to music. Jean Kirstein is a weary businessman who finds meaning in your music.
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17 May 2026
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After eating him out greedily for what felt like hours with Suguru's hands tugging at the strands of his newly trimmed hair, he'd finally pulled his cock out to put it in him, and Suguru had stopped him, informing him that he only did anal. Satoru was a little confused, but stretched him out on his fingers to fuck him anyway.
They began to have sex regularly and Satoru didn't really question it the first few times, until curiosity eventually got the best of him. He couldn't help but want to know what Suguru's conditions were and what he would have to do to get to feel that cunt around him.
"I'm saving myself for my boyfriend." Suguru had simply said.
Or, Satoru makes it his mission to be Suguru’s first boyfriend.
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03 May 2026
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- Part 3 of SatoSugu
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18 Mar 2026
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Suguru’s expression softened and he cupped a hand over the alpha’s cheek. “Are you done being a brat?” He asked softly. “Are you going to be good for me now, alpha?”
Satoru’s eyes widened, arousal flashing across his face. “I’ll be good.” He whined, low in his throat as he leaned into the omega’s hand, eyes fluttering shut.
“I don’t know, honey,” Suguru had a teasing lilt in his voice, stroking his thumb over Satoru’s lips, leaning closer. “Maybe you can show me how good you can be.” His voice was almost a whisper.
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12 Mar 2026

