That Time When I Fell Down the Stairs and Became a Jujutsu Sorcerer

Chapter 12 - The Dagger (NSFW)

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I gripped his hair lightly, tilting his head back enough to kiss his Adam's apple. I felt him swallow and heard that slow exhale he did when he was trying to hold himself back. That's a sound I was quite used to over the few months we'd been sharing a bed.

His hands gripped my ass again, then slid his fingers up my back under the base of my t-shirt. His fingers on my bare skin sent a shiver down my spine.

"I don't think tonight is gonna be enough…" he whispered, a cocky grin on his face.

Leaving light pecks, I kissed a trail from his neck up to his lips before my lips parted, my tongue giving way to his. I felt his heart racing, his breath quickly becoming frantic. He was like a starving man, slowly coming into touch with his sustenance once more.

Kissing just as hard back, I felt him pressing me even closer to him, his fingers easily unclasping my bra with a quiet laugh of satisfaction. His arms wrapped around my back and his tongue entered my mouth again, moving in sync with mine.

I moaned against his lips, one hand tangled in his hair and the other on his broad back.

He moved his hands to my hips once more, holding my body against his as his tongue moved aggressively against mine. He felt hungry for this feeling, this intensity.

I panted, parting the kiss to breathe. I mumbled against his lips, "Would... you like to do more?"

Satoru chuckled, "Sarah... you're joking, right..." He trailed off, his voice becoming one of both excitement and hesitation, "Are... Are you sure you want to? I can wait if you're not ready." He asked gently.

I nodded, "I mean... What's the use in taking my time when I feel this way?" I bit my lip, "Plus I... I don't know how I could resist much longer."

Satoru's grin became one of pure excitement as I spoke of how I felt, "There's nothing I want more than you right now." he mumbled, pulling me closer still.

I blushed and immediately reached for the hem of my shirt, pulling it up over my head with my bra and throwing it aside. Satoru's eyes widened. His eyes traveled over every single inch of my body, taking in the sight like it was his last meal, like he wanted to savor the sight. He leaned closer, his eyes scanning over each curve, each inch of skin.

I blushed deeply, my pale pink skin on display for him. I bit my lip a little, running my fingers up his shirt to feel his abs. Satoru's heart skipped a beat, and he held his breath. Leaning in closer, he kissed me, his tongue entering my mouth once more. His touch was aggressive and passionate, as if he was trying to make up for all the years apart that he couldn't even possibly know about.

I moaned softly into his mouth, my tongue meeting his again and again. I gently pressed and squeezed into his abs and pecs, shivering and tensing my legs with need for him.

"You're just so perfect." He whispered against my skin, reaching down to push my breasts together, "God, how many times I touched myself thinking about fucking your tits." He said with a wicked grin.

I gasped at the thought, "S-satoru that's-!"

He laughed again, kissing the tip of my nipple causing me to jolt, clenching his shoulders.

"Mmm~ it's so true though." He whispered, running his tongue along over and around but not touching the tip again. "You've been holding out on me, baby." He whispered, lightly pinching, "You keep these hidden under that uniform… they're bigger than I thought."