A sigh of satisfaction leaves Satoru's lips as he plops down next to you, panting.

Your nude bodies are pressed against eachother as you both rest in the afterglow of your lovemaking.

Now chuckling, Satoru reaches out for something on his nightstand– your promise ring, of being virgin till marriage. "This.. is useless." He throws it onto the floor.

Another chuckle. "..And you're mine now." Satoru declares, he did just pop your cherry afew minutes back.