To the End of Infinity

Ch. 10 - The Body's Desires

You spent your Saturday afternoon cleaning seeing as Kage left such a huge mess. You wondered what she was searching for, if anything, or if she was just there to find any sort of memory from the sheer excitement of finding you. 
Toward the evening you went about your regular routine on campus, grabbing dinner and enjoying some television in one of the community spaces.
You were about to head up to your room for the night when Nanami walked in, surprised to see his presence on-campus so late on a weekend.

"Satoru sent me to find you," he stated flatly, "he wants to know if you're tagging along tonight. I'm not sure why he couldn't just ask you himself." He was dressed a bit more casually, no tie and loosened button-up. He wasn't even wearing his usual specs. He looked quite handsome in this unusually disorganized state, at least disorganized on Nanami's terms. 

"Tag along where?" You asked as Nanami looked down at his watch for the time. It was nearing eleven at night. 

"Well, with the event coming up, Satoru insisted we all go out as a group to enjoy one another's company now that the Kyoto school is in town." He explained, looking back up at you. "I recommend you come considering the circumstances. The less alone you are at this point, the better."

"Are you actually going?" You asked, chuckling. "I wouldn't have imagined you to be the type to go out partying, especially to a Satoru-hosted group."

"I consider it my social responsibility to stay in the loop with the other sorcerers," he sighed, "I'd rather not, but I don't want to seem off-putting any more than I already am."

"Right," you continued your light laughter and began walking with him from the building, "I'll just need to change into something a bit more fitting, I suppose." Nanami nodded in response and the two of you headed up to your room. 

He waited outside your room as if he hadn't already seen you naked as you quickly changed. You didn't have many cocktail-type outfits, but you were able to find one that you stuffed into one of the drawers while lazily cleaning that afternoon. It was a tight, black dress, contouring to all of your features. You also pulled out the heels that you had only worn once or twice, a pair of five inch black Lita's. Assuming Nanami would be patient, you also took some time to heat up your curling iron while you did your makeup. 

"Sorry for the wait," you apologized, coming out a half and hour later. Nanami was about to dismiss your apology...but then he laid eyes on you. 

"Right..." he cleared his throat, obviously stunned by your appearance, "let's head out."

You drove through the lit city streets of Tokyo with Nanami. He drove a black 2015 C-class, a standard vehicle for a man like him. The ride was quiet, as to be expected, until you pulled in front of a boisterous club. You both got up and Nanami handed the keys to the valet who silently took his sedan away. 
The club was nearly packed, body to body, as you entered. You both had to maneuver around them sideways to get to the bar, luckily finding an open spot together - a true rarity. You both celebrated the good find by ordering your usual. Let the second night of inebriation begin...

Your eyes scanned the crowd as you leaned your back on the bar until your eyes landed on the familiar white crop of hair. As you continued looking, you could only notice the broad grinding her way back on his dick, a stupid smile strewn upon his face despite being sober. You rolled your eyes and turned around to Nanami.

"I found the main idiot," you sighed, sipping your drink. Nanami was seated with loose posture as he scrolled through his phone. 

"Ah," Nanami answered, clearly disinterested. The music was nearly too loud to hear, it began to transition to something new.