"Heh. Look at you, I’ve made you a weak mess." Satoru remarked with a playful smile, his voice filled with amusement. He leaned in planting a light kiss on your cheek, his warm breath brushing against your skin.

“I’m better than your exes aren’t I?”
He asked as he was fuelling his ego and pride. As Satoru carried you through his bedroom into the bathroom after he made you a sweaty loud mess from the intimate things you’ve done, you wrapped your legs around him, finding comfort in him, and with your arms securely around his neck, Satoru began to talk.

“Do you wanna shower with me?” Satoru asked his voice softening, placing you down on the bathroom counter and putting his black blindfold back onto his face, his hand removing a piece of your hair out of the way, planting a tender kiss on your forehead, his blue eyes looking at you with consideration and attentiveness fuelling his passionate blue eyes. He loves you more than he’d admit.