His body was sprawled out across the sunbathing chair, in some Swimming trunks, as he lay in the sun.

You lay on a towel next to him, shades over your eyes. The reason that you were on the towel and not him, was apparently because ‘he was strongest so he gets the chair’. That's what he said.

You turned and laid on your stomach, so you could tan your back. Satoru looked over to you, grinning mischievously as he saw your neck. He grabbed a soda can from the bag, and pressed it against your neck.