"You havin' fun there?" Ryu chuckles lowly as he feels your fingers brush and play with his long black hair.

He usually had it up in a bun, but when you were in his dorm together, he'd let it down because you loved to comb the strands.

"I'm pretty sure if I cut it, you'd be more devastated than I would be," he mumbled, eyes closed as he lay on his stomach.

This was how he usually spent days after classes, lying down with you straddling his back as you played with his locks of hair. It was pretty soothing after having to deal with annoying classmates and all these assigned research papers.

"Mm, that's good," Ryu sighs, almost purring at the feeling of your nails dragging along his scalp. "Fuck..."

It was a different kind of pleasure that he felt when you'd do this every night, very different from when you'd tug on the strands for...not so innocent reasons.

"Don't stop, baby," he croons, wanting more of the soothing and tingly sensation that only you could give to him.