𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙸𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 | Chishiya Shuntaro x OC

᯽𝟿| 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔, 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍

(Warnings: Mentions of sexual activities. There will be mistakes so sorry :))

 °⨳°·..·°⨳°⊹٭ "You were drunk, I was stupid..." ٭⊹°⨳°·..·°⨳°

As Satoko's hand found its way to the nape of his neck, Chishiya felt a jolt of electricity surge through him, the warmth of her touch sending shivers down his spine. Despite the faint scent of alcohol on her breath, he found himself unable to resist the intoxicating allure of her kiss.

Their lips moved together with a fierce urgency, each kiss igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both. In that moment of raw vulnerability, they surrendered to the heat of their passion, their bodies pressed together in a desperate embrace.

For Chishiya, the world outside ceased to exist as he drowned in the depths of Satoko's embrace, his senses overwhelmed by the heady rush of desire coursing through him. In her arms, he felt alive in a way he had never experienced before, his heart racing with a tumultuous mix of longing and need.

As they finally broke apart, gasping for breath, Chishiya's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He knew that what had just happened would change everything between them, forever altering the course of their relationship.

But in that moment, all he could think about was the woman standing before him, her eyes searching his for any sign of regret or hesitation. And as he met her gaze, he knew that there was no turning back. Whatever lay ahead, they would face it together, bound by the unbreakable bond they had forged in the heat of the moment.

With a gentle touch, Satoko's hand found its place on Chishiya's cheek, her fingers tracing the contours of his face with a tenderness that belied the intensity of their kiss. In that fleeting moment of connection, time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the dizzying whirlwind of their emotions.

Chishiya's breath caught in his throat as he felt her touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he leaned into her embrace. With each caress, he felt a warmth spreading through him, a sense of belonging that he had never known before.

Their lips met once more, the kiss deepening as they surrendered to the undeniable pull of their desire. In that stolen moment of intimacy, they found solace in each other's arms, their hearts beating as one in a silent symphony of longing and longing.

For Satoko, the world outside faded into oblivion as she lost herself in the intoxicating embrace of Chishiya's kiss. In his arms, she felt safe and happy, her worries and fears melting away in the heat of their passion.

As they finally parted, their breath mingling in the stillness of the night, Satoko's gaze met Chishiya's, her eyes shining with an unspoken question. And in that silent exchange, they found the answer they had been searching for all along: in each other's arms, they had found home.

Their lips met in a fervent dance of desire, each kiss igniting a firestorm of passion between them. With trembling hands, Satoko reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head in a single fluid motion. In the dim light of the room, her bare skin glowed with a soft radiance, casting a spell over Chishiya as he drank in the sight before him.

Their kisses grew more urgent, more desperate, as if trying to bridge the chasm of longing that had lingered between them for so long. Satoko pressed her body against his, her skin tingling with anticipation as she felt the heat of his touch searing through her.

In that moment, there was no past, no future, only the raw intensity of their desire burning bright. As they surrendered to the pull of their passion, they became lost in each other, two souls intertwining in a symphony of ecstasy and longing.