Syuka 🍓

A slight look of surprise made its way onto her face once Satoru took out the contents from the bag he had brought in, practically laying out a whole meal in front of them.

“You didn’t have to bring this…” She told him, her signature pout coming back. It was clear she was a bit hesitant to grab any of the food, having expected Satoru to just be here to bother her, not bring her food while she was struggling with grading.

"Have some. Need fuel for work." He declared around a mouth full of rice and seaweed.

She was a bit hesitant to let him put his feet on her desk, but she supposed she could let it slide for now since he wasn’t messing up any of her papers or anything.

It wasn’t helping that Satoru was constantly flitting around her office, whether that be messing with random items or trying to tell her she graded something wrong. He knew he was being a menance and yet pretended to be completely oblivious.

With a soft sigh, Syuka turned around in her chair, raising an eyebrow as she made eye contact with Satoru. “You going to keep messing with my things, or would you like to help?”

It was clear that she had a long day, her voice a little harsher than normal, her patience running thin. It had been a while since she had a night off, and this was yet another night she was spending at the school, grading papers rather than being at home, cuddled up with her sweet kitten.

"Who do you think I am?" He scoffed and finally rounded the desk again, revealing a bag he'd set down when he'd first entered without her ever noticing it, since she'd been so buried in her work. From inside he took an entire mini-feast from the convenience store with sushi and rice balls and mochi for them to pick between.

"Not going to let you be stuck in here on your own."

A slight look of surprise made its way onto her face once Satoru took out the contents from the bag he had brought in, practically laying out a whole meal in front of them.

“You didn’t have to bring this…” She told him, her signature pout coming back. It was clear she was a bit hesitant to grab any of the food, having expected Satoru to just be here to bother her, not bring her food while she was struggling with grading.

Satoru chuckled, leaning in just that little bit closer to Syuka, his face inching even closer. He'd leaned over her desk from behind, watching as she graded papers. He'd not even really said anything, just observed her work.

"Me? Distracting?" He asked, lips curling with a smirk. "I could never, I haven't even said anything. Just.. watching." His voice was soft, and just a little smug, because of course he knew exactly what he was doing.

It wasn’t helping that Satoru was constantly flitting around her office, whether that be messing with random items or trying to tell her she graded something wrong. He knew he was being a menance and yet pretended to be completely oblivious.

With a soft sigh, Syuka turned around in her chair, raising an eyebrow as she made eye contact with Satoru. “You going to keep messing with my things, or would you like to help?”

It was clear that she had a long day, her voice a little harsher than normal, her patience running thin. It had been a while since she had a night off, and this was yet another night she was spending at the school, grading papers rather than being at home, cuddled up with her sweet kitten.

he almost flinched at the nickname, but smiled. “well if it isn't my favourite flower girl. is it me you missed or my arms that can reach the top shelf for ya?” he teased.

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for . these are considered usfw / nsfw .

“ Your breath against my neck is the only thing keeping me from losing control right now. ”

“ I can feel your pulse racing under my fingertips - tell me what you want me to do about it. ”

“ Stop looking at me like that unless you’re ready for what comes next. ”

“ Every time you bite your lip, I have to fight the urge to kiss it better. ”

“ The way your body arches when I touch you here ... it’s almost unfair. ”

“ I’ve been thinking about the sound you make when I kiss that spot just below your ear. ”

“ You’re trembling. Is it because my hands are too cold, or because you like this too much? ”

“ If you keep making those little noises, I won’t be held responsible for what happens. ”

“ I want to memorize every inch of you with my lips. ”

“ Tell me to stop, and I will. But we both know you don’t want me to. ”

“ Your skin tastes like sin, and I’m already addicted. ”

“ I love how you melt the second my hands slide under your shirt. ”

“ You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to pin you against this wall. ”

“ The way you say my name like that should be illegal. ”

“ I’m going to take my time with you tonight - every second, every sigh. ”

“ Your thighs are shaking… should I keep going, or do you need a moment? ”

“ I can feel how much you want this. Don’t try to hide it from me. ”

“ Let me watch you fall apart - just like that. ”

“ You’re so responsive … it’s driving me absolutely mad. ”

“ I want to hear you beg, just once, before I give you everything. ”

“ Your hands feel like fire on my skin, and I never want you to stop. ”

“ Kiss me like you’re trying to ruin me for anyone else. ”

“ I love the way your back bows when I trace my tongue down your spine. ”

“ You’re trying so hard to stay quiet … but I want to hear you. ”

“ Tell me where you want my mouth next. ”

“ I could spend hours just teasing you until you can’t take it anymore. ”

“ The heat between us is unbearable - come here. ”

“ You look so beautiful like this, flushed and breathless because of me. ”

“ I want to feel you come undone beneath my hands. ”

“ Every time you touch me, it feels like the first time all over again. ”

“ Your lips are swollen from my kisses … and I’m not even close to done. ”

“ I love how you grip the sheets when I do that. ”

“ You taste even better than I imagined. ”

“ Don’t close your eyes - I want to see everything you’re feeling. ”

“ I’m going to ruin you in the sweetest way possible. ”

“ Your body fits against mine like it was made for this. ”

“ I can’t decide if I want to go slow and savor you, or lose myself completely. ”

“ The way you whisper my name when I’m inside you … I’ll never get enough. ”

“ You’re so wet / hard already, and I’ve barely touched you. ”

“ Let me mark you here, where only I can see. ”

“ I want to feel your nails in my back while you fall apart. ”

“ You have no idea what you do to me when you look at me like that. ”

“ I’m going to kiss every place that makes you gasp. ”

“ Your hips moving against mine like that - it’s torture. ”

“ I love how you surrender when I finally give you what you’ve been craving. ”

“ Stay still … or I’ll have to start all over again. ”

“ The sounds you’re making are going to haunt my dreams. ”

“ I want you so badly it hurts to hold back. ”

“ Come closer - I need to feel every inch of you against me. ”

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

he almost flinched at the nickname, but smiled. “well if it isn't my favourite flower girl. is it me you missed or my arms that can reach the top shelf for ya?” he teased.

Pausing, she glanced over at Ryomen the exact moment he got absolutely drenched in water from a puddle on the side of the street. In her defense, she tried to stop herself, but it wasn’t long before soft giggles bubbled out from her lips at the irony of the situation.

With a roll of her eyes, she stretched back out, straightening her legs out in front of her as Satoru asked her truth or dare. She had already known which one she was going to pick before he even asked, yet she turned her head to the side, acting as though she was thinking over it.

“I suppose I’ll start simple. Why not ask me a truth, Satoru.”

"A truth? Well that's tame," he huffed, but he was still smiling, betraying that of course he was just being dramatic. "Alright. When was the last time you kissed someone?" It was simple, but effective.

She shrugged her shoulders as she glanced back over at Satoru. “Dunno, probably a few months.” Was all she replied with, not knowing an exact timeline and hoping that answer would satisfy him. “My turn now! Trust or dare, Satoru.”

Through the corner of her, she silently watched Ryomen, thinking over his claim of not getting sick and how he always ran warm. “Hmm… if you say so then.” She wasn’t sure what else to say, but she knew there was some truth behind Ryomen’s words.

Pausing, she glanced over at Ryomen the exact moment he got absolutely drenched in water from a puddle on the side of the street. In her defense, she tried to stop herself, but it wasn’t long before soft giggles bubbled out from her lips at the irony of the situation.

“You don’t have to stare so intently, you know.” She mumbled out, head tilting to the side as she tried to think of a game the two of them could play while they waited.

It was difficult to think of a party game the two of them could play, most of the ones she was thinking off needing another item or more people to be enjoyable. However, she eventually came up with something.

“Why not truth or dare? There’s not much else we could do in all honesty.”

"Suppose you're right, there's not a whole lot else we can do, so that'll have to be it." As if that hadn't been exactly what he'd been intending, what he'd been hoping she'd say. But with it being her suggestion, whatever happened next couldn't be his fault.

"I'll go first, shall I? Truth or dare, Syuka?"

With a roll of her eyes, she stretched back out, straightening her legs out in front of her as Satoru asked her truth or dare. She had already known which one she was going to pick before he even asked, yet she turned her head to the side, acting as though she was thinking over it.

“I suppose I’ll start simple. Why not ask me a truth, Satoru.”