𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✿•˖*

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲

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Short Story

You looked around inside the familiar office, waiting for your therapist, you've been coming here for the past week, eyes darting around the room, looking at the books and little decorations.

The door opens as your therapist walks in, his glasses on the bridge of his nose as his long black hair was tied nicely.

"Ah, hello sir" you said, greeting your normal therapist. "Hello there (y/n)" he greets you back, lips curling into a small smile, making your insides tingle. He takes the seat in front of you, a clipboard in hand and a pen in the other.

"Now, shall we start today's session" he says, pen tapping the clipboard, onyx eyes eyeing you through the thin glasses.

You couldn't help but to take in how good your therapist looked today, well he always looked good. You would honestly just come here to see this handsome piece of meat, the fact that he was good-looking and your therapist made you feel like you won a lottery.

You cleared your throat, "Yes, let's start" you said. "Great, now.. tell me, what's on your mind hm?" he asks, eyes trained on the paper on his lap.

"What's on my.." you couldn't help but let your mind trail on him, the way he gripped the pen in hand, protruding veins that trailed upwards apparent. What you would like those hands to do to you, eyes trailing to his lips, god they looked perfect.

"..mind.. hands.." you mumbled out unconsciously. "hands?" he breaks you from your thought, sharp eyes looking at yours as your face started to heat up, embarrassed.

"U-Uh! Y-Yes hands!" the shakiness in your voice audible. He looks at you, an eyebrow raised. As he was about to speak, the door flew open as another guy came in.

His dyed hair with black tips swaying with every step he took, his cat-like golden eyes landing on you. "I told you to knock first Naoya" Suguru said, looking at the male smirking.

"I could have, but I won't" the male says, taking the seat next to you. You shot him a confused look, darting from Suguru and back to the man beside you, noticing the piercings that littered his ear. Looking at him, those eyes that made you feel intimidated, in a good way.

"U-uh" you look away to Suguru, blushing madly. He notices the confused look on your features, "Ah, he's a new therapist, I'm taking him under my wing for today, I hope you wouldn't mind that hm?~" Suguru says, smirking.

"O-Oh, I'm f-fine with that" you said. Suguru clears his throat, "So, you were talking about hands earlier?" he asks, chuckling a little.

"Do tell me, what was on your mind" he says, a pair of golden playful eyes looking at you curiously. You look down, embarrassed to tell him what was running in your mind earlier.

You felt a pair of big strong hands slide up your thigh, instantly snapping your head to Naoya. "N-naoya-san?" you look at him. "tell me, what is it you want these hands to do?" he asks playfully.

"I-" your brain turning into mush as his hands trailed higher. The sound of a door locking from the inside made you turn to Suguru, noticing he was the one who locked the door.

"Sugu-" you couldn't finish his name as you felt a pair of lips trailing on your neck, squeaking at the feeling. A smirk lingering on Naoya's features.

Suguru walks to you, his much taller form looming over you, humming to himself. "Looks like your getting real therapy today love~" he says, leaning down to you, pushing you back on the couch.

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