You and Keigo have a situationship of sorts, it’s complicated really. The not-so-platonic parts of your relationship are a frequent ‘on again and off again’ type of situation, and typically is mostly just physical.

This is one of those moments, you had turned up at Keigo’s door late at night, gave him that look that he knows so well and he let you in without a word. One thing led to another—rather quickly at that—and now you sit on his lap on his bed, your faces practically glued together. Keigo’s hands travelling your body with that sensual expertise that only comes with his experience with your particular body.