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Your smile against Suguru's lips spread wider and wider, so much you wouldn't have even questioned it if all that joy bubbling within your chest had lit up the entire campus.
You were kissing Suguru.
Suguru was kissing you!
With his hands on your hips, his body melting into yours, the man that meant more to you than any other held you close there on his lap. Everything about this moment felt so incredibly perfect, so meant to be, like a dream you'd once wished upon a star that'd finally come true. It was really happening. And - oh god - all the other things that might just happen from this point onwards, only the thought had anticipation running between your legs.
So when Suguru suddenly pulled away, his dark eyes shaded with worry, the loss of his mouth on yours made you want to cry out. Moreso, the words he then directed at you stung like needles – though you figured to say them out loud must've been likewise painful for him.
“You're not doing this out of pity, are you?” Suguru's voice cracked a little, the hands down your hips indecisive if they should hold on tighter or let go completely. “Because if so, I won't go anywhere further than this. I can't—”
There was doubt in his tone. The same emotion painted the lines on his face. And the muscle in your chest ached at the realization how much Suguru was struggling. On the one hand he was desperate to fall into you, to let go and just enjoy, yet on the other he was afraid. Maybe also hesitant to allow himself to feel this good after all these months of feeling like shit.
A thin line, nearly a string, seemed to be stretched around this moment. From here on out you'd either dive into each other and fully embrace that magnetic tug between your hearts. Or he'd leave, and your bed would be as cold and empty tonight as the one he'd retreat to.
Needless to say, for you only the former was a real option. Because in literally no universe you'd let this man go right now.
Drawing your right hand up to Suguru's hair, you carefully smoothed out some of his black strands, before putting them behind his ear. Then your palm moved to rest against his cheek, while you pressed your lips back on his. It was a gentle kiss, one Suguru easily surrendered to, and even chased after when you pulled away again.
“Did this feel like pity to you?”
Suguru shook his head at your question, though, in your opinion the motion felt a bit too weak still. Most probably some more convincing wouldn't be misplaced.
With your left hand you thus reached for his right, inviting his palm to wander further down. Your pyjama shorts held true to their name, for they were truthfully quite short, and soon you both arrived where the fabric ended. You lifted yourself a bit, opened your thighs a little wider, and guided Suguru's finger tips underneath.
“Tell me, does this feel like pity to you, Suguru?” you whispered.
His touch was most tender, as he followed your request and twisted his hand towards your center. Slowly his thumb brushed against your sensitive areas. For a moment you had to close your eyes to savor the sensation.
“You're so soft,” you heard Suguru mumble, almost in reverence.
He became more curious thereafter, more bold, and parted your lips to probe in between them. That's when he realized another detail.
“—and you're wet.”
Your reply came in form of a nod, paired with a small sigh that was caused by his touch.
“You really want this?” Suguru asked once again. “You want me in that way?”
“Yes! Yes, I do,” you confirmed whole-heartedly. “I've wanted this for so long now, actually. But you've never made a real move before and I,” you swallowed, “I was just so scared to lose you as a friend in case you didn't feel the same.”
Suguru exhaled hardly. He kept caressing you down there, slow and gentle. Though, it didn't seem to be meant as a tease. It rather felt like it really helped him to get grounded, to relax.
“And here I was thinking I'd never have a chance with you,” he confessed eventually. “I thought because you always reacted kinda casually to it, that you didn't take my flirting attempts seriously. What an idiot I've been.”
“No! Don't say that, Suguru!” You kissed him again. “After all, we're here now. We've still got all the time in the world.” Smiling, you added, “So be honest, what is it you'd like to do right now? Anything that includes us, know that I'm all for it.”
A light smirk tugged at the corner of Suguru's mouth. “Anything, hm?” His hand withdrew from your shorts.
Inevitably you missed the touch, meanwhile Suguru looked at his glistening finger pads mesmerized, before he moved them further up. In an instant his lips sealed around one, and with his eyes shutting close, a happy breath left his nostrils.
“Can I get more of this, please?” he voiced after, hunger turning his tone raspy. “You taste sweeter than anything I've eaten this entire summer.”
Your cheeks felt hot hearing his wish. Well, not only your cheeks, to be honest. More like your entire body. The idea was... exhilarating.
“Y-yeah, sure!”
You climbed off his lap, beginning to undress yourself next to the bed. In the meantime Suguru pulled his own white shirt over the head and fished up a hair tie from his sweatpants in order to tame his black mane into a bun.
As your eyes skimmed over his smooth skin, the abs, the chest, your motions froze for a moment. Suguru's weight loss was even more noticeable like this, with the lack of his shirt to conceal anything. But god, he was so unbelievably attractive nonetheless. Always had been. You did your best not to stare for too long, as you took off your hoodie and pulled down your shorts.
It felt exciting, so very unfamiliar, when you stood before him completely nude. Yet at the same time, it somehow felt so very natural. Because in Suguru's presence you could always be just yourself. Dressed or undressed, apparently that didn't make much difference.
Even your consideration to leave to the bathroom real quick in order to shave off the bits of grown-out pubic hair vanished again within the blink of an eye. Suguru had said you're soft, after all. He seriously hadn't minded the trace of fuzz while touching you. And oh, the looks he gave you right now clearly conveyed that he wasn't inclined to wait another second.
So soon you found yourself back on the bed, lying down, your body tucked against Suguru's chest. He took his sweet time to spoil you with a couple more kisses, plus whispers of cherishment that he sprinkled in between those about how beautiful you were. Both forms of affection made your soul tumble in delight.
Eventually Suguru rolled onto his back, and - your heart skipped a beat - signaled you to sit on his face. But well, rumor had it you'd been longing to sit on this perfect face of his for quite some moons already. Therefore - more than eagerly - you complied, until you were seated properly, straddling Suguru's head, knees spread wide apart and placed on both sides of your pillow.
The sudden proximity of him to your sex alone was enough to have you dripping. Suguru's hot breath tingled in places that'd only felt your own touch up until this night, and seeing him buried right there between your legs sent sparkles to your nerves.
A feather light peck got pressed on your inner thigh, mere inches away from your most sensitive spot, and you sighed out loud, your arms coming up to support yourself against the wall. Another pair of arms hooked around your thighs at once, their only goal being to drag you even further down.
For a while, nothing else happened. It was only your own anticipation rising each second and Suguru's quiet in- and exhales against your core. You couldn't read his mind, however, you figured he was occupied with deeply relishing the present moment, losing himself to your scent, your warmth, your weight on top of him. And who were you to deny him that?
Then, all of sudden, there was a tongue. The tip of it flicked against your clit, so unexpected and abrupt that the sensation caused you to squeal and jerk upwards. You didn't get far, though. Suguru's hold around your thighs was firm and solid, as if he had to keep you exactly where you were for the sake of both humanity and the sorcerer community.
“You okay? Or was that wrong?” you heard a muffled voice underneath you.
“Oh no, just a little overwhelming at first. D-don't stop,” you reassured him.
“Don't worry, I wasn't about to!”
Suguru placed a tender kiss right on top of your clit, earning himself a quiet moan. His smirk grew noticeably wider at the sound. It was as though you could sense it against your flesh, that sly yet grateful line manifesting on his face. Thereafter you felt his tongue again, diving in deeper now, starting to explore. Time after time Suguru licked from your entrance forward to your clit. Your row of whimpers steadily increased in volume.
“Ah, yes!—just like that!”
God, having him there felt so, so good. Though you were definitely not the only party enjoying the scene. Suguru hummed in delight more than once, as he lapped up every drop of your wetness, making more of it pool between your thighs in the process.
Sweet desire kept rocking your lower body. The pleasure only intensified each moment. At some point you surrendered to your bodily urges and began to slowly grind your hips, matching Suguru's motions.
“Fuck!—this is so much better than a pillow!” you concluded, whining.
Abruptly Suguru's efforts stopped. “W-what did you just say?”
Slightly embarrassed you looked down and met his face, parts of which were already coated in your arousal.
“I uhm... said your real tongue feels better than using a pillow and imagining it was your tongue?”
Those palms wrapped around your legs clenched, squeezing you. “So you're telling me you've masturbated before to the thought of me?”
A giggle escaped your mouth. “I mean, c'mon. I'm just a girl. And some of my hours abroad have been very lonely. I've... missed you.”
Silence. Then, “Did you ever do it in here?”
You wet your lips at the memories. “You mean if I ever touched myself while you were only one room afar? And if I had to force myself not to scream out your name as I came on my own fingers? Yeah... perhaps such things happened in the past.”
Suguru let off a frustrated groan, before he softly bit into the meat of your inner thigh. “Dammit, there might've been times we've done it simultaneously, even. With nothing but a thin wall in between.”
The idea left you tingly all over. “God, what a shame!” you agreed. “From now on, please always tell me when you feel the need. I wanna join then.”
Suguru growled against your center. “Promise.”
He resumed the work of his tongue and mouth, and soon your breathing turned heavier again, the moans filling the room more shameless. You tried to keep quiet, not wanting to wake up any of your comrades, but apparently Suguru had the aim to draw all those happy and sinful noises from your vocal chords that he'd been denied to hear for so long. And oh, he was so very eager with it. Every lick, every sloppy tease seemed to hit just better than that one before.
When his lips then captured your clit whole, and your bud was spoiled with affectionate sucking, your legs trembled vigorously. Your forehead slumped against your wrists, unable to focus on anything but need.
If Suguru had been persuading your body all this time, your body was now literally aching to finally answer.
“Suguru—fuck!—I'm so close!” you mewled. “Gonna come!”
A throaty moan left Suguru's mouth and sent vibrations to all the right places - which was just that last ounce of stimulation needed to kick you over the edge.
“Suguru! Agh! Oh my god, YEEESS!”
Your mouth fell open while you shook uncontrollably against his, pure ecstasy rushing through your nerves, heat blending together with bliss. It was heavenly, it was divine. You already knew you'd develop an addiction to finishing like this.
You were still panting, your legs still a bit weak, when you climbed off Suguru's face afterwards.
“Wow, I loved that!” you confessed.
“Dito!” Suguru grinned.
WAIT! HOLD UP! PAUSE! AND FREEZE! — Indeed! Suguru was grinning!
His face beamed, not only due to the visible proofs of your climax. In this very moment, you realized, he looked absolutely satisfied. Certainly way happier than earlier the night, perhaps even happier than he'd been the entire last year. And all that just because he'd been allowed to eat you out, listen to your melody of relief, and delve in your body and feelings for him.
Without even thinking twice you leaned down and united your mouth with his in a loving, deep kiss. You had more than enough reason to do so, after all. Plus, you really didn't mind your own flavor, either, especially if it was mixed together so perfectly with Suguru's joy.
After sitting back up, however, you noticed that not every part of his body seemed equally satisfied. Suguru's sweatpants were bulging, shaping a clear tent. The thought that you alone were the reason for that to happen was quite hot, honestly.
Suguru propped himself on his elbows, his eyes following your enraptured gaze. When he noticed his boner - apparently he'd been straight-up too immersed before to even feel it growing - he simply commented with a chuckle. “Yeah, makes sense.”
His relaxed breathing hitched as your finger tips wandered over his defined stomach and down to the hem of his sweatpants.
“We don't have to stop just yet, y'know...” fell from your lips in a purr.
Suguru swallowed, his voice now brimming with his own desire. “What do you have in mind, little shooting star?”
You couldn't help but let your hand glide further down, curious and a trace greedy to feel him, too.
“Actually,” you replied with a soft smirk, just as you'd successfully sneaked beneath his boxers. “I'd like to go all the way, if you know what I mean.”
Wrapping your palm around Suguru's base, you lightly stroked up and down. A shaky moan tumbled out his mouth at the touch, in your grip you felt him twitch. And inside your heart bloomed pride. Only reluctantly you released him again, before your hand came back to the bright part of the room.
“But, unfortunately, I don't have any condoms,” you sighed then. “Do you?”
Suguru shook his head, to which your enthusiasm faded slightly. Nevermind, there were still so many other exciting ways for you to take care of him, right?
“But I know that Satoru keeps some in his bedside table. I could go get us one!”
Your ears pricked up at that, meanwhile a pleasant pulse sparked anew between your thighs, oh so wistful to be able to yet share everything with Suguru tonight. To actually experience your first time with him like you'd always dreamed of.
“He probably wouldn't mind, right?” you noted.
Suguru's lips curled upwards. “Nope, he certainly wouldn't. Quite the opposite, in fact. He's been pushing me to ask you out for ages now. At some point he even convinced me to...” Suguru's expression turned sheepish, “try one out, for the size, in case there'd ever occur a situation like this, where in the heat of the moment I wouldn't have the time to buy some myself. So I know that they... fit.”
“Well, that comes in weirdly convenient right now,” you giggled. “But may I ask, since when does Satoru know?”
Admittedly, you weren't much surprised about the fact that Satoru knew about Suguru's feelings for you, it was more that you were intrigued to hear when Suguru had realized them himself. Either way, his answer made your jaw drop.
“Since we've been teenagers, actually. When you've still regularly brushed my hair, and he's regularly butted in. One time I yelled at him for doing so. That's when he got suspicious. I'd never raised my voice at anyone before that. So I had to tell him the truth, which was simply that I didn't like having to share your attention all the time.” Suguru pressed out a little snort, adding in an almost regretful tone, “But I knew it was selfish of me to think like that, that's why I put an end to our tradition completely.”
“Oh... wow. So that was the reason?” you wondered. “I've always kinda assumed you've been embarrassed.”
“Embarrassed? Why would I?” His lovely smile reappeared on Suguru's face. “I've treasured those peaceful sessions. Just you, me and the comb. Well, I should amend, tonight it's been a treasure beyond that, even.”
Warmth simmered in your chest, as your mouth mirrored his meekness. “How about we just make it our tradition again?”
“I'd love that, little shooting star. Truly. And now...” Suguru licked his lips, “let's see if I manage to sneak into Satoru's room without waking the guy.”
After stealing himself another kiss for the way, he slipped outside into the hallway, turning left. With your room in the middle, Satoru's room was on the opposite side as his own.
For a little while it was practically silent. Suguru had left the door open, so the rays of your ceiling light illuminated parts of the hallway, yet without quite reaching into Satoru's room. You figured Suguru did pretty fine anyway, knowing the dormitory of his best friend from memory.
But just as you were shaking out the blanket, putting it down to the foot of the bed to create more space on the mattress, you heard a crackling noise, something that rang like a box that toppled over, followed by Suguru's restrained swearing. Another light source flickered on at once, making the hallway brighter than before. Bits and pieces of a conversation echoed to your ears.
“What the heck ... who's ...?”
“It's me ... just go ... sleep.”
“Suguru? ... doing here? And ... the fuck ... hard?”
You thought to hear Suguru mentioning your name in connection with the word condom. Suddenly Satoru's bright laughter sparked on the other side of the wall.
“... back already? And ...? Sheesh, finally!”
“Shut up, Satoru! Just ... one.”
“Here, take ... need it ... Have fun!”
Soon after Suguru stumbled back into your room, cheeks pink, his erection still prominent, and in his right hand an entire package of condoms.
Shrugging, he explained, “We can take all of them, to catch up a bit. Satoru's words, not mine.”
You breathed a snicker. “How thoughtful. Well, I'm sure we'll find a way to put them to good use in the next few days.”
“Y-yeah, I think so too!” Suguru agreed, voice hoarse. He rushed back to your bed rather than walking, where he trapped you under his weight and pulled you into an embrace. Your lips, jawline and neck got attacked by his mouth, to which you gave him little giggles and squeaks of joy.
During one of your twists, however, your right knee accidentally brushed Suguru's crotch. Inevitably, a strangled groan wafted into the crook of your neck.
Without wasting another second, and using one hand only, Suguru tore the package open to take out one of the condoms. The box itself he threw upon your bedside table, next to the brush and hairdryer from earlier the night.
“How do you want us to do it?” he inquired in a low tone. “Like this? Or in a different position?”
Your eyes locked with Suguru's, all the passion, all the emotion evident in his gaze as if painted on a canvas, and literally everything inside your body began to tingle.
In order to secure the bangs of his that tickled your face you raised your right hand. Afterwards you pulled Suguru once more to your lips, while your knee graced again over his clothed erection - this time purposefully.
Needless to say, the effect it had on him was just the same regardless. A sound of need blew into your mouth, as Suguru's hips bucked involuntarily. That flash of distraction gave you enough chance to wrap your legs around his waist, and - investing all of your best combat skills - make him roll over.
Your kiss didn't break once, until you were properly sitting on top of him again.
“How about this?” you then purred. “You've already done all the work before, this time I want you to just relax.”
Suguru gulped, glancing up at you. His gaze shined with equal parts devotion and thrill. “I believe I'm physically unable to argue with that,” he rasped.
“Good! That's good!”
Since he'd only taken off his shirt so far, you quickly hauled yourself back onto the mattress, facilitating the required undressing of Suguru's lower body. A pair of male hands, their moves almost frantic, hooked over the hem of his sweatpants, before he pulled them down, and his boxers right with it.
The novel view presented was captivating, to say at least. Sure, you'd allowed your fantasies to wander in the past, imagining what Suguru might look like underneath. Just minutes ago you'd felt him in your hand. Nonetheless, to actually see it made the desire between your legs grow pleading in an instant.
He was big, that much you could tell without even comparing his size to another man. He was rock-hard, slightly curved and glossy at the tip, with a fine dark trail of hair framing the most important parts.
In conclusion, he was absolutely beautiful. All of him. And in every way possible.
With sincere adoration you watched how Suguru ripped open the condom wrapping, after which he rolled the piece of protection down his shaft.
“Ready when you are,” he whispered, in a tone so fond it was clear he had all the patience in the world in case you needed another moment to get in the right headspace.
However, he didn't need to wait all that long. Because yes, you were ready.
While straddling his waist, you leaned down to him and decorated Suguru's lips with yet another kiss. Quietly, you then voiced, “By the way, for the record, this is my first time. How about you?”
“Same for me,” Suguru stated. “You've always been the only girl on my mind, little shooting star.”
The butterflies in your belly swirled like crazy. The meaning his words held, moreso the tenderness in which he said them... it was simply too magical.
“Then I'll just... go ahead,” you declared with the hint of a grin.
Moving down along Suguru's body you did your best to position yourself, until the tip of him brushed against your clit and you - as well as him - blew out a surprised sigh at the first breath of connection. With one hand you then supported yourself on Suguru, to reach in between with the other, carefully aligning him with your entrance.
In this very moment you were most grateful for three things.
A - that the man underneath you was no other than Suguru. To have your first time was something special, a memory ought to last forever, and there was literally no one you wanted to share this experience with more than him. Every fibre within you trusted Suguru, loved Suguru. You knew you could let go with him, allow yourself to fully surrender to the presence. Because in his arms, you'd always be safe.
B - your training as a Jujutsu sorcerer. It might've been random to think about that in a situation like this, but thanks to your training the muscles in your legs had recovered quickly after your first intense orgasm of the night and thus felt strong as ever. You didn't need to worry about things like stamina any time soon, either, which was actually quite nice.
And C - your above mentioned climax itself. Not only had the rush been intoxicating. Because of it everything down there was also incredibly wet. Drenched, even. Having explored your body before, you knew exactly how far - and how fast - you could go under those circumstances to be comfortable.
As soon as Suguru's tip had passed through, pleasant little shivers ran down your thighs. Your second hand roamed forward again, joining the other to rest on Suguru's stomach. Then, inch by inch, you started to sink down on him.
It was an unusual stretch, one you'd never quite felt before, for his size was naturally more than the couple of own fingers you were acquainted with. Anyway, it didn't hurt, and you didn't put any pressure on it by trying to be fast. Instead you gave yourself time to adjust, savored, embraced every bit, every ounce more of him.
Suguru caressed up and down your thighs in the meantime, his touch affectionate and grounding, albeit his exhales came out trembling the more his dick disappeared inside of you. When he was all the way in, the two of you locked eyes, and the intimacy of the moment rushed through your veins like sugar.
“How're we feeling?” you asked.
With a voice taut by lust, and as if he had the words scripted on his mind, Suguru replied, “So good it's almost frightening.”
A soft smile settled on your lips hearing that, you just couldn't help it. To witness him like this, so hot and excited, was truthfully a gift. You'd thought to have seen all of Suguru's most handsome sides already, but this scene right here... unmatched. The little details of his enjoyment - like how his brows knit together as a light clench happened around him, or how the muscles in his body tensed processing the unfamiliar feeling - it made you literally giddy.
How could someone as perfect as him even exist? God, you craved to make him feel as good as humanly possible.
Thus you began to move. Your hips lifted, causing his dick to stroke your insides, before you stopped halfway to sit back down on him. The man underneath you pressed out a broken groan, the hands at your thighs dug into your skin. Both reactions were most rewarding, in your opinion. So you did it again. And again. And again.
“Fuck!” Suguru cursed out, something desperate warped in his tone. “You're so warm! And it's all so tight!”
His hands raised from your skin in a silent offer for you to hold them, which you gladly accepted. Twenty digits intertwined with each other, Suguru's palms wrapped around yours, while you built up a slow yet steady rhythm.
A variety of sensations began to flood both your body and his, even more so when you angled your hips just right, switching to horizontal grinding that made Suguru's tip rub into that sweet spot at the front with every move. The stimulation coaxed a high-pitched whine out of you, your walls tightened around him, and you felt like a goddess.
All the while Suguru kept holding on to you, his hands so clingy, so tender, so protective. And - suddenly this certain thought struck you - they were so big, too. If they'd wanted, they easily could've swallowed your smaller ones, yet it appeared like all they'd ever do was to worship.
An almost overwhelmingly deep longing awakened within you to feel his hands in other places as well.
So with half-lidded eyes, and while you continued to ride him, you brought your entangled digits farther up. Arriving at your chest, you guided Suguru's hands to their new destination, placing one palm each on top of your breasts. Instantly the plump flesh got greeted with an affectionate squeeze, and you basked in the view and kneading likewise.
“Look, they're so pretty, Suguru! Your hands are so—agh!— they're so pretty against my skin!”
A pair of dark eyes then lingered on your chest, tracing your curves just like curious finger tips did. Your own movements had your breasts bouncing further into Suguru's touch, and soon he started to play with you to his heart's content, pinching and twisting here and there, rolling your nipples between his fingers.
You squirmed under his dedication, and your hips picked up pace. “Ngh—yes! Keep doing that!” you whimpered.
Rather quick the pleasure between your thighs grew stronger again, another finish line emerged in sight. Judging by how Suguru's noises kept increasing in volume, too, you could tell he was equally near the edge.
All of a sudden, though, the hands on your chest went missing. Just as your eyes shot open in surprise, Suguru pinched out a shaky, “Wait!”
The request made you slow down, albeit with a slight pout since it meant to let your chase fade away.
Your gaze searched for Suguru's. “What's wrong?”
Almost pleading, he replied, “N-nothing... but can we change it up a bit?”
The emotion in his voice had your own ones trembling. “Y-yeah, sure! How do you want it?”
Without actually saying a word, Suguru's upper body elevated from the bed. When able to reach, he wrapped his left arm around your waist, glueing you to his chest. With his other one he pressed both your weights into the mattress, and in one smooth motion lifted the two of you further towards the wall. There you dropped back on the bed, like a merged love package.
“Sorry,” Suguru mumbled, his voice muffled as he peppered a series of kisses into your neck, inevitably burying his face in your skin. “... wasn't close enough... gotta have all of you right now.”
His arms then folded at your back, tucking your breasts, your crotch, every part of you even more against him. And you could swear your heart had never pounded as hard for him as it did in this exact moment.
Taking a deep inhale, your index finger aligned with Suguru's chin in order to gently pull him away and face him. Thereafter your mouth placed a sweet kiss on his.
“You'll never hear me complain about that,” you reassured him.
Devotion hung in the air when your gazes intertwined, so much it might've even exceeded the oxygen. Suguru's brown shade melted into chocolate. And you simply couldn't go another moment without telling him these three little words you'd thought to tell him only sometime in the future.
“I love you, Suguru. I love you so much. I always will.”
A whisper of your name came as reply, after which greedy lips claimed yours once again, as though it was a necessity for Suguru to taste the words falling from there himself. To literally inhale their meaning.
“I love you too,” he then breathed, forehead against forehead. “Little shooting star, you're a miracle. I believe you're my very own salvation. You must be.”
All of a sudden a pair of large hands roamed down along your back, until you felt your buttcheeks being captured by Suguru's grip. Thereafter he began to fondle, knead, and tease your buns with little slaps.
You couldn't help but whine out a moan, for your body instantly reacted with arousal. And it yearned, it begged for more, despite the precious confessions mere moments ago - or maybe even more so because of that.
“Pl-please, can I...?” you whispered, as you already continued moving, going up and down in Suguru's lap. In this position your motions were somewhat limited, however, the way you two were squished together gave friction to some very needy spots at the same time. Which was certainly quite welcome.
A groan escaped Suguru at your ministrations, the wave of air falling right between your breasts. “Fuck... to feel you like this is so damn perfect!” he praised, shuddering. “You have no idea how much I've had to hold back ever since you first sat down!”
Warm blush settled on your cheeks, only adding to all that heat within your body. “I-I love making you feel good, Suguru! I wanna make you feel this good every day of the week from now on!” you promised.
Suguru must've enjoyed the outlook, because deep inside of you something twitched when he heard the words. Seduction colored his tone, as he tossed back, “That desire's a mutual one, little shooting star! You deserve to feel so incredibly good, and I'll make sure you get what you deserve!”
His lips then latched onto your right nipple, whereupon his tongue swirled over and around the bud, wet and warm. You threw your head back, sighing out loud. While your hands folded at Suguru's neck to keep his mouth right there, slender male fingers crawled across your skin to also take care of the other side.
Your hips slowed down a bit, which seemed to spur on Suguru even more. Soon his hands and mouth were all over you, suckling, licking and caressing everything in reach ever so gently. It was perfect, and everything about it so tender, intimate and loving. Effortlessly, you drowned in his touch, utmost embracing the way your bodies moved and melted into each other.
Without thinking about it, you then tugged on Suguru's hairtie and let your hands run through the black stream. The fact that all of it would be entangled in the morning didn't really stop you. You'd be there to comb it again, after all.
It only took a couple more minutes until bliss tingled through every of your nerves, announcing your high. Just in time you tipped up Suguru's head to pull him into a kiss, so all the whines and sounds of joy that bubbled up your throat traded from your lips right behind his. At the same time your muscles contracted, trapping him in a vice-grip, and the impact was simply too much for Suguru to handle. His moans mingled with yours, while his own orgasm crushed over him and he joined you in paradise.
The following moments blended into an eternity. You were entirely dazed by happiness. And your heart was so full of love for him.
Even afterwards, when you'd both calmed down, you and Suguru stayed in this exact position for as long as possible, feeling each other, holding each other, sharing kisses. It was only way later that rational sense finally took over, and you climbed off his lap to go to the bathroom.
When you came back Suguru had already halfway drifted off to sleep. He'd put his boxers back on, the condom was probably somewhere in the garbage bin, and his lips were curled into a content and relaxed smile. It was a sight to behold, truly. Without wasting another second you snuggled back into the bedsheets, right into his warm chest. The few hours left until daybreak the two of you spent cuddled up, resting in each others arms.
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Since that night, you and Suguru were practically inseperable. During the days you stole kisses, in regards to sleeping - and for certain other activities - you switched between his bedroom and yours. Over the fall Suguru gained more weight again, and the dark circles underneath his eyes had soon vanished completely.
Even though you'd always been told not to form too close relationships as Jujutsu sorcerers, all of your comrades were genuinely happy for you. Satoru was the most supportive one of them all. The most teasing and dramatic one, of course, too. He made a scene whenever the two of you couldn't keep your hands off one another again, even in public. But you knew it was all kind-hearted fun. In fact, sometimes he even joined other missions besides his own, just to make sure the dorm was free for your desires.
Which turned out to be a blessing, actually. One mission that Nanami and Haibara had been assigned to, involving an alleged second-grade curse, proved to be way more threadful than expected. Most probably only because of Satoru's presence all three of your comrades came back safe and sound.
Suguru didn't need to go on any solo missions anymore, either. You started to accompany him, likewise to be there for him emotionally, and because you simply wished to be by his side every single minute of the day.
One mission close to Suguru's hometown affected both of you quite heavily. However, the cursed spirits you had to exorcise weren't the reason. No, it were the villagers themselves. After you'd already finished up, they led you to a small boxroom carved in stone.
“These two are responsible for the latest incidents, right?” one man noted.
The scene was shocking. Behind thick bars, caged, there were two little girls. They huddled together on the cold ground, clinging to a stuffed animal, and fear swam in their eyes. Innocent children, mistreated simply because they had curse-related abilites. It pained your soul, especially because the two somehow reminded you of your own background, and all those years you'd concealed your powers as much as possible in order to not stand out.
Back then Suguru had been the one to safe you. Now it was your turn to safe someone else.
Using cursed energy you snatched the lock open, after which you kneeled down to the girls, giving them a caring smile and asking for their names. The villagers apparently didn't care much, as long as the girls would be gone, one way or another.
Mimiko and Nanako - plus their plush friend Bear - soon complemented Tokyo Jujutsu High. Quickly, everyone grew very fond of them. And Suguru, in particular, was incredibly sensitive and patient with them. You just knew he'd be the most amazing teacher one day. Moreso, the two of you developed the strongest bond with the girls, so at some point it felt like you'd literally adopted them as your own children. Needless to say, it was better than anything you'd ever dreamed of.