Satoru wasn't your first boyfriend, but he was your first boyfriend who cared enough to come sex shopping with you.
The first time it happened was right after your fifth date, and you were in the lingerie section looking at a simple blue pair that had attracted you for almost a week. The price tag was far too high, so you often just walked past it with the melancholy of a kid dropping an ice cream. When your beloved leaned over your shoulder childishly, you jumped so hard you almost knocked the mannequin over.
"Whatchu lookin at?" He asked playfully, despite knowing exactly what you were looking at. You stuttered embarrassingly, your ears heating up slightly. You always went lingerie shopping alone, as did every other woman in the section, judging by their looks in your direction. "Don't lie, doll, you've been looking at that stupid thing for almost three minutes," he poked your cheek. You opened your mouth to reply, and he interrupted you- "without blinking."
You ended up buying the pair with his credit card, along with five others that he had picked out. Far too lacy and easy to tear, as he proved in the following nights.
The second time, you were more comfortable with him. It had been several months of him stalking you around supermarkets, buying anything you so much as touch. Protesting would only earn you double the item, so you would keep your hands to yourself and watch as Satoru pouted at you.
"What about that?" "No, that's unnecessary." Your boyfriend gave you puppy dog eyes as he held up a pink, sparkly vibrator. "Come on, it'll look so good in y-" "We have a whole set at home, Toru," you weren't even bothered by the weird stares you received from the old couple down the aisle. "Yes, but we don't have a pink one yet!" he protested. "You always use the blue one anyway," you said, picking up two lace stockings, holding them up to the light. "You're just going to keep on show like some freak, aren't you?"
Yes, he did find a way to slip it into the shopping cart sooner or later. And yes, the pink vibrator stayed in the small drawer next to your bed along with the seven other colored ones, just like you said. You would think the man was trying to build a rainbow.
You thought you had gotten used to his clingy behaviour after all the time you'd been together with him. However, one faithful Wednesday was by far the most excruciating argument you ever had with the overgrown baby. He was practically clinging to your shirt and dragging himself on the floor in a fit.
Satoru hated condoms. Detested them, even. Every time you crossed the section to pick up a pack or two, he would whine and groan.
"Ughhhhhhhh, this again?" he complained, trying to snatch the packet out of your hand. "Why must you make me use my credit card on such useless items?" "I never ask you to pay, do I?" "What kind of man would I be if I didn't pay for my one true love?" "You just contradicted your own point," you hid a laugh at his frown. "What do these useless things have that I don't?" he huffed, looking at different condoms on the shelves.
What started as his usual tantrum turned into something even you found embarrassing, even after being with him for almost two years.
"Slippery type. You're already wet enough for me." "Extra large. Do I really need to prove this to you?" "Thicker than before? I'm always thicker when I see you." "Satoru," you groaned, covering your ears desperately, cheeks heating up like you were on your first date. "People are staring." A sly smile started to spread on his face. He'd been going at it for five minutes now like some sort of reverse auctioneer. "Inbuilt Ridges?" he scoffed at a packet. "Doll, I promise I have more than enough veins to satisfy your ne-" "Oh my god," you slapped the packet out of his hand and put it back into its row, quickly walking away from the aisle and the small crowd that had started to form. "Fine, no condoms okay?"
Satoru didn't stop smiling the entire ride back home. He also took the courtesy to prove to you that everything he had said was the truth and the truth only.
The next day, you went back to the same store with the sole reason to buy new bedsheets.
