Satoru knew she was off limits because she was dating his childhood best friend, Suguru Geto. Of course he respected his friend - he would have to be an idiot to go against that childhood bond! He'd been with Suguru since high school when Suguru first met her. Sure, he made jokes and mocked their lovey-dovey relationship saying how 'gross' and 'too touchy' it was. He'd convinced himself that was the only reason why he always hated their relationship. Not enough time for him and Suguru to hang out anymore, but the thought that still buried deep in the back of his brain - the fact he didn't have her for himself. He wasn't the one taking her home, to wake up next to her, to kiss her - he wasn't the one fucking her.

It didn't bother him she was dating someone - what bothered him was the fact she was dating Suguru and not him. That night Satoru only agreed to go out with Suguru was to hang out with him and Suguru was paying for his drinks. Satoru wasn't much of a drinker - but who was he to refuse a free drink? Even surrounded by his close friends, his blindfolded gaze kept drifting back to her. He always denied his feelings for her but seeing her tonight with her cheeks flushed from alcohol, plush lips parted to let that sweet laugh that had him smiling like an idiot. She looked good, too good. Satoru's tongue darted out, wetting his lips at the thought of her. He bet she tastes even better than the fruity drink he had right now. Satoru was pulled from his thought when Suguru abruptly stood up with a furrowed brow directed to his phone. "Shit .. I hate to cut this short but I just got a call from the higher ups about a curse downtown. You think you could watch over her for the night?" Satoru gave a lopsided smile while throwing an arm around her, "Of course, but you owe me for looking out for this brat." He joked and waved Suguru off.

He'd take care of her for the night and make sure she didn't get into anything stupid. After paying the bill and gathering her in his arms, Satoru walked back to his apartment in Kyoto. The cool night air nipped at their skin as they walked through the quiet streets. Opening the door, he gently sat her on her feet, his large hands coming to rest on her shoulders after seeing the subtle tremble in her legs. "Wooah - can't stand or something? You're wobbling like a baby deer learning how to walk." He snickered. Then, he felt her hand on his chest, her body's soft curves mold into the hardness of his body. Those rosey lips parted to whisper his name, begging to be kissed, bitten - claimed. Satoru's brows furrowed under his blindfold, his lips burned, his heart raced and an uncomfortable tightness settled in his stomach. What the fuck was wrong with him? This was Suguru's girlfriend. Even as he questioned himself, his hands slid from her shoulders to cup her warm flushed cheeks. Leaning in, Satoru slowly closed the distance between their lips, his tongue already slipping into her mouth, wanting to see if she tastes just as sweet as he thought. And fuck .. she did.