In the bustling streets of Tokyo, a unique romance quietly thrived. Aruna and Gojo Satoru, deeply entwined in each other's lives for three years, created a world of their own within the city's hustle and bustle. Their relationship was a delightful blend of contradictions, where back-and-forth teasing was as common as their daily exchanges.
Gojo, the easily jealous boyfriend with a penchant for playful taunting, couldn't resist showing his possessive side whenever other admirers dared to approach Aruna. Meanwhile, Aruna embodied the classic tsundere archetype - a shy but bold girlfriend who often retorted to Gojo's cocky remarks with her own clever comebacks.
Their nights were filled with cuddles and kisses, an unspoken tradition they upheld without fail, sealing each day with affection. Their bond was marked by a delightful sense of clinginess; they couldn't be apart for too long, always drawn back to one another like magnets.
In this playful game of love, Gojo Satoru was the master of teasing, a role he relished with every fiber of his being. His mischievous grin and cocky remarks were like the seasoning that added flavor to their relationship. He knew just how to push Aruna's buttons and revelled in her sassy responses, drawing her into a whirlwind of witty exchanges that left them both in stitches.
Gojo's endless bag of quips was met with Aruna's quick retorts, creating a dynamic that was nothing short of electric. She often quipped that Gojo had a black belt in teasing, and he would respond with a grin, claiming it was one of the many things he excelled at. It was a game they played with a mutual understanding, a dance of words that showcased the depths of their affection.
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One quiet night, as they lay cuddled together in the warm cocoon of their shared blanket, Aruna decided to broach a subject close to her heart.
Her fingers traced idle patterns on Gojo's chest, and in a soft, hopeful voice, she whispered, "Baby, I've been thinking about getting a tattoo." It was a topic she had mentioned before, but this time, the atmosphere seemed just right.
Gojo, his eyelids heavy from the warmth and comfort of the moment, responded with a mumbled, half-asleep reply, "Hm, a tattoo, huh? What do you want, babe?" Aruna felt her heart swell with affection; Gojo's sleep-filled words carried the weight of a promise. She sighed contentedly, nestling even closer, and whispered "Mhm, that's secret."
"My sneaky girlfriend won't even give her boyfriend the pleasure of letting him know what she wants?" Gojo smirks as she give him a sly look. "Don't be such a tease, Aruna. You can't just ask for something and then keep it a secret," he added.
She finally got her tattoo tomorrow. And she eventually hide her tattoo for a week now. She even keep saying no whenever he asked her to do something intimate. But one day, Aruna is wearing a cropped top. Her tattoos is showing. It was on her lower abdomen, a symbol of succubus tattoo. A tramp stamp.
She's unaware of Satoru standing infront of her, looking at her not so secret tattoo. "What?" she asked as she noticed him staring.
Gojo freezes for a moment, it was as if the very picture of Aruna in that outfit, showing off her body and tattoos for the very first time was being engraved in his mind. Gojo is frozen in his spot, he almost forgot to breathe for a moment. He slowly walks towards Aruna, his movements very slow, like a predator, his eyes fixed on the tattoo and her body.
"May I...?" He asks quietly, as he slowly reaches out to her tattoo. ".... yes," she replied, quietly. Gojo's finger slide across the tattoo, moving over each curve, he seems to be so amazed by it, it was like he was a child discovering the wonders of the world for the first time. "I love it."
Gojo is not used to seeing her like this, she look absolutely wonderful and look so... desirable.
"Aruna..." he whispers, before he kisses her tattoo, slowly moving his lips down to her lower stomach, leaving a small trail of kisses. "Told you you'll love it," she said, whispering.
"You know me so well, my love," he replied, smiling at her as he kissed the tattoo on her stomach again. He loves looking at her physique, so perfect, it's almost like there are no flaws on it. He starts to move his mouth downwards.
"How does it feel to be worshipped," he purrs as he moves down to her thighs. Aruna legs start to trembling, as if she's about to collapse and can't support herself with her legs anymore. Her hands on his hair, stroking it as Gojo kiss her all over the place. Gojo holds her up, her hands touching his cheeks as her body trembles. He moves his hand down her body, his fingers gently sliding across her skin, her curves. His lips never leaving her body.
"I want more."
His words leave a deep impression, she can't let it go, he's hers, she's his. Aruna have lost control over herself.
"I want to feel you more. I want to hear you scream. I want to feel you beg," he said, in a voice dripping with desire.
Her breath becomes ragged, she can feel his hot breath on her legs, as he moves his entire mouth along her thigh as if he's about to do something to Aruna. She grab him by the hair, her fingernails digging into his scalp as her eyes flutter, she feel too weak to support herself with her legs. Gojo smiles, enjoying her weakness, enjoying her desire for him.
"Satoru..." she whispers. That voice... it's almost like music to his ears. Gojo feels her nails digging into his hair, he can see the fear in her eyes. He likes this, but he wants to hear it. He bites her thigh, his lips closing slowly around her skin, before pulling away suddenly, leaving a deep red mark in its place. He smiles wider, she hear a deep growl as he stares at her, he leans in close, his face almost touching hers.
"Beg me. You know you want to."
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Love's Teasing Tango
FanfictionOneshoot collection of OC and writer biases love life that written in Bahasa Indonesia and English. This book was made for writer personal pleasure and enjoyment. But the writer hope it's something that everyone can also savor and relish. *** Koleks...