Meant to be

Forever interlinked

Trigger warning: SMUT!! (Enjoy!💞)

Satoru doesn't know how he ended up here. On Suguru's bed- in Suguru's bedroom. Clothes scattered all across the floor, legs spread wide Suguru's mouth wrapped tightly around Satoru's tip, sucking and licking while simultaneously using his other hand to finger fuck Satoru's hole. 2 fingers in, scissoring and stretching out the tight ring of muscle. Lube and spit dripping from where his fingers move, making squelching sounds every now and then. Lustful moans and whimpers slipping past Satoru's spit-covered lips and filling the room.

It all started so sudden. One second Suguru was being dismissed from the hospital, and the next he had Satoru pinned against his bedroom door, shoving his tongue inside his mouth and kneading his plum ass through the fabric of Satoru's pants.

It all felt so euphoric. So intense and overwhelming- Suguru stated at the beginning of their make out session that all Satoru had to do was utter the words "stop.", and they would halt all and every action.

At least he knows he can trust Suguru to be the one to take his virginity- or at least he hopes so.

They settled a few codes. Just incase, just for Satoru's peace of mind.

Suguru let go of Satoru's tip with a pop, watching precum ooz out shamelessly. He grins to himself, driving his index and middle finger deeper into Satoru.

"Color?" Suguru asked.

"G-Green- green...." Satoru spat out breathlessly, he was unsure of it all when it first started- he expected everything and anything from Suguru when he said,"let me prove it to you."

But this? This was just absurd.

They agreed on it. Green for safe, yellow for unsure, and red for stop. Simple enough right?

"I- I didn't know you were, into stuff like this-" Satoru said awkwardly, trying to muffle out a scream when Suguru hits his prostate dead on. Body shuddering from the extra simulation.

"Into what? Sex?"

"That's not what I, meant-"

"Just relax, you're tense. I can barely stretch you out like this." Suguru said, rubbing Satoru's inner thigh for reassurance.

Satoru breathed, trying to relax but the intrusion of Suguru's fingers made it difficult to think properly- to breathe properly. He felt like mush under Suguru's gaze- under his touch. Like a prey being devoured by a predator.

Suguru picked up his pace, sliding in a third finger alongside his index and middle finger. Stretching Satoru wide and good.

Contrary to Satoru, Suguru had been with a couple of girls before. (Aside Akari that is). He knew how it worked, or at least had a vague idea of it all.

He always prepped the girls he was with, fingering and stretching their vaginal hole before penetrating them in one go. He knew it helped to ease down the pain- for both parties.

And Satoru was so incredibly tight- clenching and spasming around Suguru's fingers repeatedly. Inside wet and hot, soft walls to clamp down on Suguru's cock.

"This should be enough." Suguru said, pulling his lubed fingers out of Satoru, watching him clench around air, cute.

Already shirtless, he made quick work of undoing the belt around him, unbuttoning and pulling on the zipper till the clothing falls, quickly stepping out of it only for it to end up on the ground, next to the other pile of clothes.