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“Shoko,” you whisper, leaning forward on your chair to poke the girl with a pen. She turns, a brow raised in question. “Can I talk to you after class?” You throw a furtive look in Satoru and Suguru’s direction to ensure they’re too distracted to take notice of your secretive interaction.
“Sure," Shoko responds, raising an eyebrow curiously. "What's on your mind? Is it something about Suguru? You've been trying to get his attention for a while now, haven't you?" She smirks mischievously, clearly amused by your attempts at flirting with him. "Don't worry, I won't spill the beans. I'm curious to see where this goes. After class, we'll have a chat."
You swat her arm, hissing ‘shhhh’ and glancing at the boys again to make sure they haven’t heard. Shoko only laughs at your reaction.
“Since you seem so eager,” she laughs, “how about we take a ‘bathroom break’?” You nod, watching as she asks to go the bathroom before waiting a couple of minutes and asking the same question. As you exit the classroom, you see Shoko waiting for you by the door. Hooking a hand through her arm, the two of you skip to the bathroom.
“So,” you prompt, “has he said anything…?”
Shoko offers an apologetic looking, placing her hand on top of yours as you stop at the bathrooms.
“Sorry,” she says, “nothing in particular.” You frown.
“But…” you trail off dejectedly, looking down at the sinks. You had thought that surely, after your trip to the amusement park over the weekend, he’d finally say something.
“I don’t know what I’m meant to do, Shoko. I’ve asked him out like five times and he’s agreed every time but he never gets that I’m asking him on a date, not just a friendly outing,” you groan. “I don’t know if he just ignores it because he doesn’t want to outright reject me, or if he’s actually stupid!”
Shoko gives you a sympathetic look, patting your back awkwardly. She knows how much you want Suguru to notice your romantic intentions.
"He can be a bit dense when it comes to feelings," she says, offering a comforting smile. "But trust me, he's not intentionally ignoring your hints. He's just clueless sometimes. Maybe you need to be more direct with him, spell it out for him."
You let out a sigh, not entirely convinced that being more direct would make a difference. But you appreciate Shoko's attempt to console you.
“Alright,” you say, sluggishly lifting yourself up. “Let’s get back before the boys start getting suspicious.”
You return to class just as the Sensei dismisses you. Satoru and Suguru seem to be laughing about something - you pause at the door, watching them for a while. Suguru’s smile is just so… beautiful. When he laughs, time itself stops to admire him. It’s as if the heavens and the earth bow at his feet, gazing in wonderment.
A slight nudge from Shoko reminds you to stop staring. You shuffle in to pack your belongings.
“Y/N,” Satoru calls as you leave the class, “wanna go out tonight?”
You don’t really feel like it, but you know the other two often reject Satoru’s whimsical proposals and you feel bad imagining him going alone.
“Sure,” you say, offering a friendly smile, “where do you wanna go?”
Satoru lights up, turning to Suguru and poking out his tongue. “Told you she’d wanna join,” he jibes. Suguru crosses his arms, rolling his eyes but still has an amused smirk on his face.
“I wanna go to the Tokyo Winter Festival,” he says, turning back to you.
“That sounds fun,” you say, slightly curious about their exchange, but it’s drowned out by the excitement starting up. You had completely forgotten the festival was tonight, and you had been dying to go ever since last year when you were too busy with an exorcism to make time. “I’ll remember to wear something warm.”
You can't help but feel a pang of disappointment when Suguru doesn't join in on the conversation about going to the Tokyo Winter Festival. You had hoped that he would join you, maybe even ask you to go with him. But it seems like fate has other plans.
As the day progresses, you try to push your longing for Suguru to the back of your mind and focus on having a good time with your friends at the festival. You dress up in a warm sweater and loose jeans before making your way to the designated meeting spot. Satoru and Shoko are already there, waiting for you.
Suguru arrives a few minutes later, a casual smile on his face as he greets everyone. The lights and festive atmosphere of the Winter Festival amplify the beauty of Suguru's features, making your heart skip a beat. You do your best to hide your feelings, smiling genuinely as the group begins to explore the festival together.
As the night goes on, you find yourself sharing playful banter with Suguru, laughing at his jokes, and enjoying his company. It's almost as if there's a spark between you two, but you can never be too sure if he's just being friendly or if there's something more.
The evening is filled with glittering lights, delicious food, and heartwarming memories. Amidst the joy and excitement, you steal glances at Suguru, trying to gauge any hint of reciprocated feelings. But as the night draws to a close, you can't help but wonder if you'll ever muster up the courage to make your true feelings known to him.
“I thought you weren’t coming,” you say softly, standing beside him on the bridge while watching Satoru and Shoko yell about who gets to ride on the outside of the roller coaster car.
You laugh at their antics.
Suguru chuckles, leaning against the railing of the bridge with you. The sound of his laughter sends a shiver of delight down your spine.
"Ah, well, I couldn't resist the temptation of joining in on the fun," he replies, his voice low and warm. He glances at you, his obsidian eyes sparkling with mischief. "And who knows? Maybe I wanted to see if you'd be here," he adds playfully.
You feel a rush of hope and excitement at his words, wondering if there is, indeed, a hidden meaning behind them. Is it possible that he's aware of your feelings? Or is he just teasing you?
"Maybe I was hoping you'd be here too," you reply, a hint of teasing in your voice. "After all, who else would I want to enjoy this beautiful night with?"
As the roller coaster whizzes by, you and Suguru exchange warm glances. Heat flushes through your cheeks.
By some divine force, a surge of confidence overwhelms you, prompting your next words.
“Suguru,” you whisper, “wanna get away?”
Suguru's eyes widen slightly at your question, his interest piqued. He looks around for a moment as if considering the idea before a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of his lips.
"Why not?" he replies, his voice laced with intrigue. "Where do you have in mind?"
You move a little closer to him, a coy smile playing on your lips. "Well, I know a quiet spot not too far from here. It's away from the crowds, and I think it would give us a chance to talk... privately."
Suguru's eyes glimmer with anticipation, clearly intrigued by your offer. "Lead the way," he says, matching your flirtatious tone. "I'm all ears."
You take his wrist, weaving through the crowded streets, all while giggling. You two push through the masses until it starts thinning out, revealing a quiet orchard just beyond the bounds of the festival. Sometime along the way, his hand had found its way to yours, our fingers interlocking.
Hand in hand, you lead him toward the orchard, stopping underneath an enchanting cherry blossom tree.
You look up at him, still laughing from the rush of the experience.
As you stand beneath the blooming cherry blossom tree, the soft petals gently cascading around you, Suguru gazes down at you with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation in his eyes. The atmosphere feels charged with a mix of excitement and nervousness as you share this secluded moment together.
Your laughter subsides, but the air buzzes with an unspoken understanding between you. The quiet beauty of the orchard adds to the enchantment, accentuating the vulnerability and intimacy of this shared space.
Suguru's grip on your hand tightens slightly, his touch sending a thrill through your body. A nervous yet determined smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you meet his gaze.
Suguru's expression softens, his eyes never leaving yours. "I'm glad you brought me here," he says, his voice holding a gentle warmth. "Being here with you feels… special."
Your heart flutters at his words, the sincerity behind them resonating deep within your being. In this quiet orchard, amidst the falling cherry blossoms, it feels as though the world has faded away, leaving only the two of you.
Taking a small step closer to him, you let out a breath. The space between you seems to shrink as you reach out to brush a stray blossom from his hair.
"Suguru," you whisper, your voice barely audible over the rustle of the petals. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you..."
The words hang in the air, your heart pounding in your chest. This could be the moment that changes everything, the moment you finally reveal the depth of your feelings for Suguru.
You look away, your cheeks flushing as all the embarrassment catches up to you. How do you tell him that you’ve been in love with him ever since the day you met when he'd laughed at one of your horrid jokes while everyone else just looked at you oddly?
Ah, fuck it.
"Suguru... there are things about you that I love more than should be humanly possible. When you laugh, when you smile, when you talk, the world stops spinning and my heart stops beating for a moment, just to take the moment in and bottle it away. But more than your laugh and smile and voice, I love... you. I've been in love with you since the day we met, and I have been falling in love with you every day since."
You look up to observe his expression. His brows are raised and his eyes unguarded. Fuck. You quickly draw your hand out of his grasp.
"Wait, sorry," you sputter. "That was too much, I'm sorry- I-"
Suguru's eyes widen, his expression a mix of surprise and something you can't quite decipher. But then, his features soften, and a warm smile gradually spreads across his face. He reaches out, gently taking hold of your hand again, refusing to let you pull away.
"No, don't apologise," he says, his voice filled with a tenderness you hadn't expected. "Please, don't be sorry. I've just... I've been so oblivious, haven't I?"
You blink at him, your heart racing with a mixture of hope and confusion. Suguru sighs softly, running a hand through his hair.
"I can't believe I never realized... I can't believe I never saw it before," he admits, his voice tinged with regret. "But I want you to know... I've always found you captivating, and it's not just because of your jokes or your smile. It’s just… you, Y/N. You occupy my every waking moment and I’ve felt the same about you for longer than I even realised”
Your eyes widen in surprise, your heart soaring at his words. All those moments, those subtle hints, it seems he might have caught on after all.
"I... I didn't dare to hope," you confess, your voice barely above a whisper. "I thought maybe you didn't feel the same way."
Suguru squeezes your hand gently, his eyes filled with sincerity. "I’m sorry," he murmurs, his tone full of conviction. "I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it. But now that I have, I don't want to waste any more time."
Leaning in closer, Suguru's lips meet yours in a tender, passionate kiss. It's a moment filled with the sweet taste of cherry blossoms, a culmination of all your unspoken desires finally coming to fruition.
In that moment, under the cherry blossom tree, you realize that sometimes, even amidst uncertainty and fear, taking a leap of faith and expressing your true feelings can lead to the most beautiful and unexpected moments of your life.
You sling your arms around his neck, melting into his form as your lips dance.
Suguru wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepens. The world around you fades into oblivion as your bodies press against each other, enveloped in the intoxicating warmth of the moment.
The soft petals of the cherry blossoms shower down upon you, adding to the ethereal ambience. Your lips move together in a sweet symphony, conveying all the pent-up emotions that had been suppressed for far too long.
Time seems to stand still as you explore this newfound intimacy, your hearts beating in sync. The desire, the longing, and the affection you've held for each other are finally unleashed, blending into a fiery passion that intensifies with every second that passes.
Wrapped in each other's embrace, you revel in the sensation of being desired and cherished by the one you've longed for. It's a moment of surrender and vulnerability, yet an exhilarating experience of finding solace and passion in each other's arms.
The kiss feels like an eternity, yet it's over too soon. You reluctantly part, breathless and flushed, but with a newfound sense of completeness. Suguru gazes into your eyes, his love and adoration shining through, and you can't help but smile.
"I never want to let you go," he whispers, his voice filled with sincerity.
"Me neither," you reply, still caught up in the intensity of the moment. And with that, you find yourselves back in each other's arms.
Your breath hitches as his lips wander downward from yours, down your jaw and neck. As Suguru's lips trail along your jawline and down your neck, a shiver of pleasure courses through your body. It's a deliciously sweet torment, his every touch leaving a trail of tingling sensations in its wake.
You tilt your head back, giving him better access, surrendering to the intoxicating feeling of his lips against your skin. His gentle kisses and playful nips tease and ignite a fire within you, stirring your desires to new heights.
A soft moan escapes your lips, a testament to the pleasure that Suguru's touch evokes. The night air feels charged with electricity, the only sounds being the rustling of the cherry blossom leaves and the faint murmur of the festival in the distance.
His hands wander, exploring the curves of your body, awakening a hunger and craving that had lain dormant for far too long. The intimacy between you grows, carried by a current of shared longing and the depths of your unspoken desires.
As Suguru's lips find their way back to yours, the kiss becomes more fervent, fueled by an ever-increasing desire. Each touch, each kiss, fuels the flames of passion, pushing you both to the precipice of a shared, intimate connection.
In this secluded spot under the cherry blossom tree, the outside world fades away, leaving only the two of you, caught in a whirlwind of raw, unadulterated desire. This night, filled with the magic of blossoming love, takes you on a journey you have both yearned for.
Brain addled with lust, you look up at him, your breath heavy.
"Wanna go?"
Suguru's eyes, filled with desire and longing, meet yours, mirroring the intensity of your own gaze. His voice is husky as he responds, his words barely a whisper, "Yes, let's go."
You smile, running your tongue over your teeth before pulling his hand. The anticipation is palpable as your hearts race in sync, eager to continue exploring the depths of your desires.
Before you know it, you’re at the entrance of the school, rushing into the dorms. Between one heated kiss and the next, you’re falling back onto Suguru's bed, a surge of anticipation coursing through you. The air is thick with desire, both of you caught up in the passionate whirlwind that has taken over.
Suguru hovers above you, his eyes dark with a hunger that mirrors your own. His hands gently roam your body, tracing every curve and eliciting a delicious shiver from within. The intensity of his touch electrifies your senses, heightening the anticipation building between you.
Your fingers trail along Suguru's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your touch. A gasp escapes your lips as his lips find their way to your neck, nipping and sucking lightly, leaving a trail of heightened sensations in their wake.
The room is filled with a symphony of whispered moans and ragged breaths as you lose yourself in the pursuit of pleasure. Your bodies move together in a rhythm fueled by desire and raw longing, completely consumed by the moment. The bed beneath you becomes a playground of shared ecstasy, each touch and kiss igniting a fire that burns brighter with every passing second.
Time becomes an abstract concept as you both surrender to the intoxicating blend of mind and body, revelling in the electric connection that binds you together. It's a moment of sheer vulnerability and bliss, a testament to the depths of your desires finally being fulfilled.
In the moments that follow, you and Suguru are lost in a haze of pleasure that seems timeless. The night unfolds, allowing you to discover each other in ways that surpass your wildest fantasies, leaving only the echoing whispers of love and desire in its wake.
The morning light tickles your eyelids open, and for a moment, you think you’re still dreaming.
Your heart swells at the sight of Suguru's peaceful face nestled against your chest, his arms wrapped securely around you. The tender way he stirs from his sleep, his eyes fluttering open, fills you with a rush of warmth and affection.
A soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you admire the sight before you. Gently brushing a strand of hair away from his face, you find yourself momentarily lost for words, simply basking in the beauty of the moment.
"Enjoying the view?" Suguru's teasing remark draws you out of your reverie, and a playful glint dances in his eyes. His voice, still laced with the remnants of sleep, carries a husky quality that sends a shiver down your spine.
Trying to find your voice, you let out a soft chuckle, a mix of contentment and adoration. "I couldn't ask for a better view," you reply, your voice filled with affection. "You're so pretty, love."
Suguru's lips curl into a mischievous smile, and he inches closer, his face mere inches away from yours. "Would you like a closer look, then?" he teases, his voice dripping with playful allure.
Your heart flutters at his teasing words, and without hesitation, you pull him into a tender kiss. It's a simple gesture, yet it communicates all the love and desire you feel for Suguru, a silent affirmation of the deep bond you now share.
As your lips part, Suguru rests his forehead against yours, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "I never thought I could be this lucky," he murmurs, his voice filled with a mix of awe and gratitude. "To wake up next to you, to have you in my life... it's a dream come true."
You run your fingers through his hair, your touch laced with tenderness.
"It's a dream I never want to end," he continues, his voice filled with sincerity. "You mean everything to me, Y/N.”
In that moment, as the morning light bathes the room, you know that this connection, born from friendship and fueled by love, is something that will continue to grow and blossom, just like the cherry blossoms that marked the beginning of your journey together.
You watch as Suguru's hands reach up, cupping the nape of your neck before pulling you down. Your lips brush and for a moment, you stay like that, your warm breaths mingling between you. Then, with a tenderness not humanly possible, Suguru leans in.
Just as your lips meet, he whispers, "I'm a fucking idiot for not realising sooner. Every moment that we could've spent together if only I had opened my eyes - I regret losing every moment we could've had. So, let me promise you this, Y/N. You will have my forever."
It feels as if your heart is inflating in your chest, pressing against its cage of ribs, ready to explode.
"Forever," you breathe as his lips meet yours.
The moment Suguru's lips meet yours, an electric jolt surges through your body, igniting every nerve ending. It's a kiss that holds the weight of all the unspoken words, the missed opportunities, and the longing that both of you had carried in your hearts.
His confession washes over you, each word filled with a raw vulnerability that tugs at the deepest corners of your soul. The sincerity in his voice pierces through any doubts or insecurities, leaving only a profound certainty of your connection.
As your lips move together in a sweet dance, Suguru's love and dedication flow through every touch, every caress. It's a moment of surrender and acceptance, a promise of forever that resonates deep within you.
Time seems to stand still as you give in to the overwhelming surge of emotions. The world around you fades into insignificance, leaving only the two of you, caught in a cocoon of raw, unadulterated affection.
With every breath mingling between you, the words "forever" become a binding vow, sealing your fate and intertwining your destinies. It's a promise that spans eternity, a declaration of love that defies logic and transcends the bounds of human understanding.
In this moment, under the gentle morning light, you know that you've found a love that will endure the test of time. With each passing second, your hearts beat in harmony, a melody composed solely for the two of you.
Wrapped in each other's embrace, you embark on a journey that will be marked by love, trust, and unwavering support. Together, you navigate the twists and turns of life, knowing that you'll always have each other every step of the way.
And as the kiss deepens, lost in the sensation of surrender and warmth, you can't help but revel in the knowledge that you've found your home in the arms of the person who holds your heart - Suguru, the one who will be your forever.
It's a lazy morning - you spend longer than you should, wrapped up in each other's warmth, before finally rolling out of bed. As you collect my clothes, Suguru hands you a shirt of his.
"Here," he offers, his hands snaking around your waist and pulling you close. The heat of his body against yours sends a delightful shiver down your spine, creating an aura of comfort and intimacy that surrounds you both. "I don't know if my brain will function properly if I see you in my shirt, but it'd make my day." His nose nuzzles into your neck and you giggle into his shoulder.
His voice, laced with a hint of mischief, fills your ears as he offers you his shirt. The affectionate gesture warms your heart, showcasing his desire to have a part of him close to you even when you're apart. It's a small act, but it speaks volumes about the depth of his feelings for you.
Accepting his shirt, you let out a soft giggle as his nose nuzzles into your neck, tickling your skin. The sound escapes into his shoulder, the shared laughter serving as a reminder of the joyful bond you share.
"Alright," you respond, your voice carrying a playful tone. Stepping back slightly, you slip his shirt over your shoulders and let it drape over your form. The fabric brushes against your skin, carrying with it the lingering scent of Suguru.
Suguru's eyes flare with intensity as they sweep over your figure, his gaze filled with equal parts desire and adoration. It's as if a spark ignites within him, fueling a passion that burns brightly.
He reaches out, running his fingers along the edge of the shirt, his touch leaving trails of warmth in its wake. "You look absolutely breathtaking," he murmurs, his voice filled with a sense of awe. "It fits you perfectly, like it was meant to be yours."
Your cheeks flush with a mix of excitement and bashfulness, the compliment sinking deep into your heart.
As you stand there, wrapped in Suguru's shirt, you realize that not only do you feel closer to him, but you feel a sense of belonging, as if you've found a place where you truly belong. In this lazy morning, enjoying each other's company, you know that you've found something truly special - a love that colours your world and makes every moment more vibrant.
Unfortunately, the moment is interrupted by the whale mating noises emanating from your stomach.
A sheepish smile spreads across your face as the sound of your rumbling stomach breaks the serenity of the moment. The unexpected interruption adds a touch of humour to the scene, lightening the atmosphere and bringing forth a shared sense of amusement.
Suguru chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he watches you rub the back of your neck. "I guess someone's hungry," he comments, his tone filled with playful teasing.
You let out a sheepish laugh, feeling a mix of embarrassment and hunger. "Seems like it," you admit, feeling the tinge of hunger grow stronger with every passing moment.
Suguru steps closer, his arm slipping around your waist as he leans in, his voice filled with warmth. "Well, lucky for you, I've been told I'm an excellent cook."
Suguru's words send a small thrill of anticipation tingling through your body. The thought of him cooking for you, of sharing such a domestic experience, fills you with a mixture of excitement and curiosity.
A mischievous spark dances in Suguru's eyes as he notices the flicker of excitement in your gaze. With a playful tilt of his head, he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low, seductive whisper. "You know, watching you devour the delicious dishes I'll prepare for you might be even more satisfying than the actual cooking process," he teases, his warm breath caressing your ear.
A delightful shiver courses down your spine as his words sink in. A hint of blush colours your cheeks, but you can't deny the enticing allure of the image he paints in your mind. The idea of tasting his culinary creations and experiencing his love and care through food sends waves of anticipation rippling through you.
You lean in closer to Suguru, the air crackling with playful energy between you. Your voice is filled with curiosity and a touch of feigned innocence as you respond, "Oh, is that so? Well, now I'm even more eager to see what kind of delights you have in store for me. I hope you're ready for my ravenous appetite."
Suguru's lips curl into a smile, his eyes glimmering with a mix of amusement and desire. With a gentle squeeze of your waist, he whispers, "Trust me, my dear, I'm more than prepared to satisfy both your hunger and your heart."
The prospect of indulging in Suguru's culinary creations, intertwined with his affection, opens up a world of delicious possibilities. And as you walk towards the kitchen together, your stomach may hunger for the food he'll prepare, but your heart yearns for the tender connections that will deepen with every shared meal.
"Are you craving sweet or savoury?" he asks, pulling on a shirt.
You hum, considering. "Hmmm... I don't really mind. Surprise me."
A playful glint lights up Suguru's eyes as he hears your response. With a confident stride, he leads you to the boys' shared kitchen area, his mind already buzzing with culinary possibilities. The scent of adventure hangs in the air, filling you with anticipation for the delectable surprise to come.
As you both step into the cosy kitchen, Suguru's fingers dance along the countertops, assessing the available ingredients. He turns to face you, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Alright, consider it done."
You watch with curious eyes as Suguru moves with a grace that seems both effortless and born from deep familiarity. The way he glides through the kitchen, gathering spices and ingredients, is a dance of culinary creativity.
You lean against the counter, mesmerised by Suguru's culinary expertise. The scents of spices and herbs fill the air, mingling with the warmth of the late-morning sunlight streaming through the window. It feels like a symphony of flavours waiting to be explored.
You wander around the kitchen as you watch him work his magic. He's so fucking hot, cooking for you. You want to fuck him again.
"Can I help?" you ask, peeking over his shoulder. You squeeze past him to the sink. Turning the tap on, you start soaking the used dishes. "I can do the dishes," you offer, rolling the sleeves of his gigantic shirt up. But before you can begin, you feel a strong pair of hands attach themselves to your waist.
With a swift motion, you’re being turned and lifted onto the surface of the countertop. You squeak as you come face to face with Suguru.
"There's no way I'm gonna make you work, princess," he muses, his face tantalisingly close. "You just sit tight and look pretty for me." You can't deny the thrill which runs through you at his words.
He reaches behind him for a moment before turning back.
"Here, close your eyes and open your mouth," he instructs. You comply. Something big and sweet and slightly acidic lands on your tongue. You open your eyes to see a chocolate-covered strawberry. Before you can bite down though, Suguru leans in, his lips brushing against yours for a fleeting moment before he steals half of the strawberry. He laughs as he stands back.
It all happens so fast, you’re left sitting there, mouth open and full of chocolate and strawberry, probably looking like an idiot, still processing the whirlwind of sensations. The taste of the chocolate and strawberry lingers on your tongue, a delicious combination of sweetness and acidity that mirrors the mix of emotions coursing through your veins.
His laughter washes over you, a melody that fills the space between you, tinged with playfulness and desire. It's a laugh that elicits a sense of surrender, urging you to let go of any inhibitions and embrace the passionate energy that crackles in the air.
A mischievous glint dances in Suguru's eyes as he leans closer, his lips mere inches away from yours. "You look absolutely adorable, you know," he murmurs, his voice carrying a husky timbre. "All messy with chocolate and strawberry. I couldn’t resist stealing a taste."
The words hang in the air, laden with promise and unspoken desires. Suguru's confident demeanour, combined with the raw magnetism that radiates from him, sends a thrill of excitement coursing through your veins. It's a reminder that you stand on the precipice of an enticing journey, ripe with possibility and unexpected pleasures.
A small smirk graces Suguru's lips as he admires you sitting there, caught in a moment of vulnerability and desire. With a gentle hand, he reaches up to wipe away the smudges of chocolate from the corner of your mouth, his touch warm and tender.
"There, much better," he says, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Now, let's focus on indulging our appetites, both for food and for each other."
The combination of his words and his seductive proximity leaves you breathless, your heart pounding in your chest as you anticipate what delicious surprises Suguru has in store for you, both in the kitchen and beyond. With every passing moment, the connection between you grows stronger, and you find yourself falling deeper into the intoxicating web of desire that Suguru weaves.
You internally writhe, unable to contain the multitude of emotions running through you. Externally, you only nod dumbly.
Eventually, you cross your legs, settling onto the counter and watching Suguru prepare a three-course meal. Your stomach grumbles a couple of times in the meantime.
As you wait, you mentally recount the events of the previous night when it suddenly occurs to you-
"Suguru!" you exclaim. "We left Gojou and Shoko without even letting them know where we were!"
Suguru only chuckles at your sudden concern.
"Don't worry, princess," he reassures, "I've already checked up on them and given them stern warnings to not come into the boys' dorms for the day. Why do you think Gojo hasn't come bounding in yet?"
You sigh. And the second wave of realisation hits.
"Ohmygod," you whisper, burying my face in his shirt. "That means they totally know." You groan in embarrassment.
Suguru's chuckle fills the air, a warm and melodious sound that wraps around you like a comforting embrace. He places a hand on your shoulder, his touch reassuring and gentle.
"Don't worry, my love," he says, his voice soothing. "They already seemed to be in on the know-how. It seems that I’m the only one who wasn’t aware of any of this…”
Suguru's eyes twinkle with mischief as a mischievous smile tugs at his lips. "And who knows," he adds, lowering his voice to an intimate whisper. "Perhaps they may even be jealous, wishing they had a love as electric and tantalising as ours."
A mix of embarrassment and excitement rushes through you as you imagine the reactions of your friends. What was once a source of worry now becomes a testament to the depth and passion of your connection with Suguru.
"Let's not dwell on it," Suguru suggests, his voice filled with a trace of playfulness. "There's no point fretting. For now, let's savour this moment, just the two of us."
He returns to his culinary preparations, the aromas of the meal filling the kitchen and tickling your nostrils. As you settle back on the counter, you find solace in the knowledge that your friends are aware of your budding romance and that their understanding and support lie beneath their teasing.
Finally, Suguru turns, taking you by your waist again and carrying you to the dining table, setting you down on a chair. You blush furiously. Why the fuck are you so turned on by being manhandled?
"So," you say, clearing your throat, "what do we have?"
Suguru smiles, presenting the first of his creations - an appetiser: mushroom soup. It smells heavenly. From the colour of the soup, you can tell it'll be spicy. The sight of the meal makes you suddenly excited. Suguru's laughter draws your attention back to him.
"What?" you ask, frowning.
"Nothing," he says with a grin, "you're just doing your happy dance." You raise a brow, cocking your head in question. "You do a little wiggle before meals when you're excited," he explains. You squeak out an 'O', freezing and looking down in embarrassment.
"No, no," Suguru adds quickly. "By all means, please continue. It's endearing." You look up at him again, scrunching your nose before giving in. The food just looks too good.
Suguru's laughter resonates through the room, a melodic sound. His smile broadens as he watches you, clearly captivated by your unfiltered joy.
To your delight, Suguru's laughter fades into a gentle hum as he gazes at you with an unmistakable fondness. "You have no idea how endearing you are," he whispers.
Your cheeks grow warmer at his words, but you can't help but feel a sense of contentment. With Suguru by your side, your vulnerabilities are not only accepted but embraced. It's a comforting thought, knowing that you can let your guard down and be truly yourself in his presence.
As the first spoonful of mushroom soup makes its way to your lips, you close your eyes, savouring the flavours that explode on your tongue. The richness of the mushrooms, the tang of the spices, and the soothing warmth of the soup engulf your senses, transporting you to a world of culinary bliss.
You open your eyes to find Suguru watching you intently, a soft smile playing on his lips. The unspoken connection shared between you deepens as he recognizes the pleasure and satisfaction mirrored in your gaze.
"This is just the beginning," Suguru says, his voice filled with both excitement and tenderness. "There's so much more to come, my dear. So, indulge, savour, and let this experience be a testament to the depth of our connection."
With those words, you take another bite, relishing the journey that lies before you. In this world of tantalizing flavours, shared laughter, and unspoken desires, you and Suguru embark on a culinary adventure that serves as a metaphor for the thrilling exploration of love and passion that awaits you both.
Soon, he brings out the main meal - a richly-flavoured meat dish.
You end with dessert - orange-chocolate cake topped with chocolate-dipped strawberries. As you dig into the cake, you can taste paradise melt on your tongue.
"Mmmm," you moan, "marry me." It's fucking exquisite.
Suguru's eyes widen ever so slightly at your bold proclamation. A mixture of surprise and delight dance across his features, but he maintains that smirk of playful confidence.
His voice, tinged with a hint of seductive amusement, responds, "Are you sure you can handle my culinary skills for a lifetime? I have many more surprises up my sleeve, my dear."
A playful glint dances in his eyes as he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive whisper. "But if you insist on making such a tempting proposal, perhaps we can start with dessert and work our way up?"
The innuendo hangs in the air, electrifying the atmosphere with an undeniable tension. Suguru's words test the bounds of your friendship, pushing the boundaries of what could be between you. It's a daring invitation, inviting you to take that leap of faith and explore the depths of passion that simmer beneath the surface.
Your heart races and a mixture of excitement and nervousness floods your body. Your mind spins with endless possibilities as the room seems to shrink, and the only thing that matters is the connection you share with Suguru.
With a playful smile, you respond, "Well, who am I to resist such a tempting offer? Let's start with dessert, Suguru, and see just how far we can take this."
In that moment, as you savour the delectable flavours of the orange-chocolate cake, the chocolate-dipped strawberries a decadent accompaniment, you can't help but feel the potential for something extraordinary. Love may be a delicate dance, but with Suguru as your partner, it seems like a thrilling adventure—one you can't wait to dive headfirst into.
You sit at the table far past the conclusion of your meal, laughing about anything and everything - mostly about all your failed attempts to catch his attention. Now that you’re sitting here, with him, all those nights spent sobbing into Shoko's shoulder feel childish.
Eventually, the room begins to dim as the sun sets. You stand, noticing the time.
"I should probably get going. Shoko'll never let me hear the end of it if I'm not back soon," you say. Instead of replying, he hoists you up, throwing you over his shoulder.
You squeal from the suddenness, laughing as he carries you out of the kitchen and into the living. In one fluid motion, he manoeuvres you while falling back onto the couch so you’re on top of him, your head against his chest. You squirm, but his hands grab your hips, keeping you in place.
"Suguru," you giggle, "you need to let me go, love."
He looks down at you, frowning. "But I don't want to." You know he's trying to convince you using his unfairly attractive looks, but damn, it's working.
"Fine," you grumble, "but not too long." He smiles happily, causing a little burst in your heart.
He pulls you closer until your face is hovering just above his.
"What if I just hold you hostage forever?" he asks coyly.
You smirk. "Since you're promising forever," you whisper, "I wouldn't mind." You peck his lips, earning another one of his gorgeous smiles. He raises his chin, waiting for more.
You laugh at his eagerness, hooking your legs on either side of his waist to anchor yourself before reaching up to cup his face. Without warning, you start placing kisses all over his face. The sound of his laughter fills your chest as you kiss him silly.
"You know," you whisper as you reach his lips, "you're acting a bit too cute for the man who tied me up and fucked me until I was shaking last night."
A mischievous glint dances in Suguru's eyes as he cups your face, drawing your focus back to him. "I must admit, the thought of tying you up and making you tremble with pleasure again," he breathes, his voice laced with desire, "is something I find difficult to resist."
Your heartbeat quickens, the intensity of his gaze setting your senses on fire. There's an unspoken understanding between you, a hunger that fuels the playful banter and flirty exchanges.
With a sly smile, you lean in closer, your lips a breath away from his. "I do enjoy being held hostage by you, Suguru," you whisper, your voice filled with equal parts mischief and desire.
Suguru's breath hitches at your sultry words, a shiver running through his body. His hold on your hips tightens, and his eyes darken with a mixture of desire and longing.
You can feel the tension between you, a palpable electricity that crackles in the air. The playful banter and subtle flirtation have brought you both to a precipice, where the promise of intimate connection hangs in the balance.
A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you lean in closer, your warm breath ghosting across his ear. "Why resist, my love?" you whisper, your voice filled with seduction and laced with a hint of vulnerability. "I offer you my heart, my desires, my very being. All you have to do is claim what's already yours."
As your words hang in the air, a silence settles, thick with the weight of unspoken desires and heated anticipation. Suguru's gaze fixates on you, his eyes burning with an intensity that mirrors your own. In his eyes, you see the battle raging within him, the desire to give in and lose himself in this intoxicating dance of passion.
Before he can respond, you press your lips gently against his, a subtle invitation that resonates through your being. The kiss is soft and tender, a tantalizing taste of the sensations yet to come.
Suguru's resistance crumbles as he responds, his lips melding with yours in a passionate and voracious embrace. The world around you fades into the background as you lose yourselves in the whirlwind of emotions and desires that consume you both.
In this moment, you let go of all inhibitions and surrender to the magnetic pull between you. The dance of temptation and surrender becomes a harmonious symphony, as you and Suguru embark on a journey where boundaries blur and the boundaries of friendship are washed away by the tide of raw, unadulterated desire.
With each kiss, each touch, and each whispered declaration, you delve deeper into the abyss of passionate connection, ready to embrace the love and pleasure that awaits.
Suguru gazes into your eyes, his own filled with a mix of desire, adoration, and something deeper. "Forever," he whispers, his voice brimming with determination. "Not even all the stars in the night sky could amount to the love I have for you."
“I’ll hold you to that, Suguru,” you whisper. “Forever.”