Satoru bites his bottom lip while looking down at her after an incredible session -- it's always amazing with him. They're lying in her king-sized bed, his face flushed, and his body glistening with sweat. He smiles at her and a laugh escapes him when he sees her hazy eyes opening to meet his. She was definitely one of his favorites and he knew he had her wrapped around his fingers, given the situation they always find themselves in.

"You good?" He asks teasingly with a smug grin that he clearly earned. His fingers guide her by her chin so that he can admire her afterglow.