3. the obsession⚠️.

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IT WAS A HUNGER.
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THAT HE COULDN'T SATISFIED.

Satoru sigh, scratching his white locks in annoyance, is it really necessary to check up on you? He knew that he go far that he did hurt you accidentally but he also knew that you can handle your self

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Satoru sigh, scratching his white locks in annoyance, is it really necessary to check up on you? He knew that he go far that he did hurt you accidentally but he also knew that you can handle your self.

What's more, Suguru really did some worsts ways of reminding him of his past. Really? Reminding him of the days he asks to court you? He massaged his face with his palm.

It was way back in your first year days as he was starstruck and dumbfounded to met someone he couldn't read nor predict. It didn't bother him at first but when there a times that you'll just take him completely unaware of your being. And Yes, it hurt his pride of being the strongest. Although, what can he do? Day after day he grew intrigued by your existence, he'll insist of going on a mission with you, training with you, spending his day off with you and there's a one time he almost go in a shower with you.

In the end, he grew accustomed to your presence to the point that he'd want more of your attention. Unfortunately, you, who were a pure cold blooded, you are didn't give was he wants from you. The seriousness on your face remain the same in every situation you are in, in the happiness you're stoic, in the sadness you're stoic, even in the face of the death you have that annoying neutral face.

It only bother his pride and made him aggravated. As if your were rubbing on his face that you're in the same level as him.

But, there this specifically one time that you became vulnerable in his presence. The time that you have fought a two special grade and took this opportunity and purposely arrive late. You were so unguarded that day to the point that you let your self be eaten by darkness and lean on him. Thus, this state of yours tickle the unusual feeling in his insides. You let him see you leaning unto him, that he was your savior, that he was the only one that could keep you safe, that you would die without him, and that he'll be the only one that you need.

He had a taste now and he was so sure to himself that he won't allow it to end there. He needed more. He was fanatic.

Although, his hunger was settled when you were summoned back to the zenin clan and that take almost 3 months. And when you came back, all bruised, bandages around your body, but the small smile on your face never fade.

Satoru almost couldn't recognize your physical appearance, yet it was etched to the back of his head, the vulnerability you emitted for quite some time. And the desire he thought he got under control was more unruly.

It became more uncontrollable and now that you're just around just made it worsts. It was more immoral to the point that he couldn't believe he was willing to torture you to be vulnerable again.

"You're asking me to train with you?" Your calm voice cut his train of thought, he couldn't believe that he was already talking to you.

"Yeah, i also want to make it up to you for what happened earlier" Satoru wouldn't let this scene slide. His six eyes bore right to your soul as he attentively watch every cells of your movements. Your bandaged hand that covered the fresh wound earlier was brought to your scalp to brush back your h/c luscious locks. The visibility of your bare nape and neck wasnt enough to satisfy the keen eyes of Satoru Gojo. Though, you were unaware of this hence he had it covered.

"You want to make it up to me and yet you're inviting me for a training not in a dine—" you weren't able to finish your sarcastic reply to him. Hence, your face remain it's solemn expression but you wonder what gotten to the strongest shaman for suddenly letting his thumb carress your luscious lip? It circles around your pinkette muscle before he wiped something off it.

"There's blood" and there was a red liquid and his thumb. However, you have raise your brow as you watch him put his thumb inside his mouth. His lustrous ocean orbs was peeking over his round aviator sunglasses as never leaving your curious e/c ones.

His tongue had circled his thumb, the sweetness of your lips and the metalic taste of your blood were almost made his eyes roll while he savour all of it. This bold actions of his never made you flustered nor blushing as you were so used to it to the point that you were tired of it.

Satoru's suggestive actions were immediately put to an end, when he pulled his thumbs out of his mouth with a pop. The string of saliva connecting his thumb and lips didn't go unnoticed to your e/c orbs.

"Suguru?" Your head slightly peeked out of your door upon hearing some creaking of woods. "How long have you been there?"

"Just arrived!" The raventte scan his best friend, there's nothing wrong, Satoru's sweet smile is always there but he could feel a little tension between the two of you. "I just want to check up on Satoru, if he really apologize to you".

As you and Suguru converse on how ridiculous Satoru's idea of making up to you. The white haired shaman fixed his glasses in annoyance, he was irritated by Suguru's interruption. He already sense Suguru's presence on the stairs but he wouldn't allow himself to be expose to his friend yet.

He couldn't afford any obstacles of satisfying his desires. Hence, he get what he wants.

Although, if the time has come and Suguru nor Shoko will intefere with his motives, he wouldn't hesitate to fought them.

And now, he couldn't wait to train with you tomorrow, he wouldn't show any mercy towards you, just for you to let him feel the ecstasy of your vulnerability. His luscious lip curve in a sinister smirk, without knowing that tomorrow will be the start of each of yours downfall.

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