Ever since you had walked into Satoru’s life, his mind had been nothing but mush. He couldn’t figure you out, all he knew was that you made his heart beat faster, he liked being near you, he wanted to…

…be with you?

Satoru had never imagined himself as being one to enter a serious relationship, not after all the betrayal and fakeness he had been forced to endure. But of course, you came around and flipped his world upside down.

It was humiliating, just the thought of asking you what was going on between you was enough to make his stomach feel like it was twisting. He couldn’t handle the rejection. What if this was all just casual fun and he was just exaggerating it in his mind?

Was it so wrong for him to want something real in his life? ....... “Fuck, sweets, you feel so good.”

Satoru invited you to his apartment, he was going to use the privacy to finally initiate some sort of talk about where you both stood. But shit, how was he supposed to focused when you were looking at him like that? Within minutes, your clothes were splayed across his bedroom floor.

Small whimpers and moans left his lips as he held you against his chest. This position felt so damn intimate. Your legs loosely wrapped around his waist as he kept you seated in his lap, his cock so snug inside of you.

“Squeezing me so tight, you like being stuffed with me?”

He didn’t even want to move you, just the feeling of being inside your cunt was enough. It was so hot, so close, he wanted all of you.

“I think I love you.”