𝐋 𝐈 𝐆 𝐇 𝐓 𝐒 | Gojo Satoru

0.10 | wildfire

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Those amaranthine irises shimmer under the bask of sunlight, but the girl who possesses such precious eyes are in plea when she fixates her gaze at his handsome looks. When those tiny hands gave a tug on his shirt, she quietly nodded.

"Please.." her faint voice implored.

His hands went around her waist. Her heart and stomach were filled with the same emperor butterflies the moment his lips first pecked her rosy cheeks, where she has been crying, before going to her plump mouth. She wasted no time and allowed his tongue to enter inside again.

A single, dainty palm raises up to caresses his cheek.

Subtle fingers began to tease, trailing up to entangle with his winter tresses that caused him to disconnect their lips and he began smother on her  tender neck. Finally being able to breath, she gasped when he sucked and nibbled on her soft flesh; Akari tightens her clutch, pressing herself onto his strong body. His slender fingers lace to her chestnut locks as he tighten his grip around her curves.

"Satoru..." she timidly moans his name. The next thing she knew is that she is walking backwards, getting away from the countryside view, for her petite figure be against a tree.

He isn't being too harsh with her. Akari realizes he is being gentle. How could he figure her out so easily and get away with it?

This man is dangerous...she is under his whim already. Everything he does, will be granted to his favor, huh?

His leg is fondling between hers as their lips rejoined and went on. The oversized knitted caradigan she wore was suppose to be warm for this fall season. Now, it started to get really intense. Goosebumps rose when something foregin began to creep in her lower region. Hot and pleasurable? She wanted to close her thighs together to stop it...but..the friction is too ..

Her mind went blank again that she already figured out these "other emotions" transpiring between them — acceptance, support, entrust and attraction?

Akari has been known for being quiet and delicate — a mute all her life. She often showed an expressionless face like a true doll...though her emotions are secluded away from everyone else to see. When Mia came into her life only 4 years ago, her personality began to flourish. Akari sulked when the Matsu sought the opportunity and took her vulnerability, that he was managed to see, to his advantage. She believed there is no such thing as love, because love was never around in her life. She could hardly remember her mother's affection, she met her father only once in her life and she was suffering under Oda clan's oppression.

She is suppose to have innate talent and be gifted with a powerful technique she has inherited from her ancestor. So much for perserving the lineage to wait for someone to be born, be blessed with such power that belonged to Oda Nobunaga, that his descendants wouldn't acknowledge their own blood.

It had came to her conclusion that if she has endured the Oda Clan's neglection and physical mistreatment from the family's head and relatives for so long, then...

Keep everything to yourself and just be strong.

She pries her eyes open a little to peer at the tallest, strongest and beautiful man she has even encountered in her life, who is kissing her and sees right through her. She closes them again and lets out a soft mewl.