[in dire need of some editing]
Matsuragi Michiko. Sakusa Kiyoomi. What starts off as a middle school crush becomes something unexpected.
Warning ⚠️
Includes mature language with a splash of immature thinking, may get a bit steamy in later chapters...
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A/n: bringing back some sexy anime food 🥵
Michiko felt the sunlight pierce through her shut eyes. She slowly opened them adjusting to the brightness in Sakusa's room. That's right, we... A blush crept onto her face at the thought. The small girl was still naked under the piece of clothing Sakusa had given to her. She was snuggled into his chest as she became aware of her surroundings. Sakusa was still shirtless and Michiko took in his god-like body relishing in the feeling of it.
She observed his sleeping face as it held a calm and peaceful expression. The small girl moved one hand and ran it through his curls. Sakusa's eyes open a bit at the touch of her small hand. He woke up to Michiko staring at him intently. She smiled at him still running her fingers through his soft hair. Is this a dream? He thought. Sakusa gently grabbed her wrist and brought her hand to his lips.
"I still can't believe that was your first time," she pouted.
"Why are you complaining," he chuckled.
"I feel like you're lying," Michiko narrowed her eyes.
"I promise you, I'm not."
Michiko gave a small scowl, "Liar. I feel really sore from last night, so how do you explain that?"
"Do you want me to make you feel better?" He asked with a smirk.
The small girl's eyes widened. She sat up and looked down at the smirking germaphobe.
"How the hell would you do that?" She asked skeptically.
His smirk widened, "I have an idea."
Time Skip to Later that Afternoon (lol you guys thought)
Michiko could not take her mind off of what happened this morning. She was cooking up lunch for the two while Sakusa was relaxing and watching tv in the living room. How does his mouth move like that? She thought as she stirred the boiling pot of ramen noodles. The small girl still felt a little sore, but it was definitely better now.
"Ain't no way it was his first time if he could do that thing with his fucking mouth," she grumbled out as her face became hot recalling the events that had occurred this morning.
She brought out two bowls of ramen giving one to Sakusa. Michiko sat down immediately eating her ramen not wanting to talk to Sakusa. The tall ace gave her a weird look but went to eating his bowl.
"You wanna watch anything?" He asked referring to the tv.
Michiko simply shook her head as she spooned some broth in her mouth. She wasn't even looking at the curly-headed boy afraid that she might malfunction if she were to make eye contact. Sakusa was getting annoyed that Michiko was giving more attention to her bowl of ramen.
"Oi, why aren't you looking at me?"
"What do you mean?" she asked as she slurped.
"You're not looking at me. You're doing it right now"
