In Your Arms

Part 3

A/N: This is the final part and it is also where the nsfw I mentioned earlier comes in. Please proceed with caution as I did give fair warnings multiple times. I'll be posting a link at the end which will take you to the original google document (there might be some editorial differences). I feel like it's a better read there because of the aesthetic I chose while writing and editing the document.

TW: Choking, Sex, Slight Breath Play, Slight Name Calling, Biting.

I can't remember anymore so if there is, please let me know.  Any who, that's it from me. On to the chapter ~ Cookie

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You hadn't really needed to use the bathroom, you just needed an excuse to get out of any area with Satoru in it. Marching down the hall, you set your sights on the door at the end of it, hoping to find some solace in the great outdoors.  However, before you could even get halfway there, a warm hand clasped itself around your wrist and you found yourself being dragged into an empty classroom. The door was shut behind you and just as you'd managed to gather your bearings, you were pressed up against it. Trapped by a large warm body that you recognized to be your husband's.

The initial shock of his actions wore off once he pulled his shades down to stare deeply into your eyes. Searching for an answer as to why you were so angry with him. Your gaze hardened and your brows furrowed whilst you brought your hands up to push against his chest in an effort to get away from him. He allowed you to push him away, brows furrowing at the harshness of your actions. Were you really that angry with him? Backing away from him, you leaned against the wall by the door and crossed your arms, waiting for him to speak. When he didn't, you huffed and spoke up.

"What do you want, Satoru?"

Satoru blinked, startled by your aggressive tone. However, he quickly recovered and smiled at you, shrugging lightly.

"To see you."

You looked away from him and sighed.

"Well you have, is there anything else you need?"

He shook his head and stuffed his hands in his pockets, casting his gaze to the floor. Looking back up, he observed your tense figure and approached you slowly, like a predator hunting its prey. A shiver ran down your spine at the thought and you pressed yourself further into the wall whilst the distance between the two of you diminished little, by little.

 "Not really...It's just that I can't figure out why you're so upset with me. You know why I can't be home as often as I'd like. Yet you treat me as if I'm missing out on our daughter's life on purpose."

A soft gasp escaped your lips as Satoru finally closed the distance between you two, abruptly grabbing you by the waist and pinning you against the wall. You whimpered when he locked eyes with you, wincing slightly at the desire that resided in their crystalline depths. He slowly trailed a finger up your side, stopping when it reached your jaw. Placing his fingers beneath your chin, he tilted your head up to meet his.

"As if I'm missing out on you on purpose."

Your breathing hitched when his eyes softened and he leaned down to your height to press a gentle kiss against your lips. His lips practically ghosted yours, close enough for you to feel the warmth of his breath against your skin but too far to relish in their plump, softness. Leaning up, you pressed your lips flush against his, closing your eyes while Satoru's hands came to rest on your ass, silently urging you to jump. You did so, wrapping your legs tightly around his waist to prevent yourself from falling backwards and hitting your head. You wound your arms around his neck as the kiss deepened, slipping a hand into his short hair to tug at it gently. Satoru's soft moan of approval leaked into the kiss and providing, the access you wanted.