You and Fukuchi had been dating for a while. The two of you had barely talked about intimacy and just kinda left it as that. Earlier today, Fukuchi had suggested to have an intimate moment with you.

You now sit infront of him as he sits at the edge of the bed. His hand is tangled in your hair, slightly pushing your head down onto his lap. He lets out a low moan and looks at you.

"Fuck..that's nice.."