18+ story will contain sexual content
Brianna is a chubby woman who is a non sorcerer. She meets a lovely man named, satoru gojo. There were sparks between them and she has no idea how much her life is about to change.
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Brianna was in her room getting ready for her date with Satoru. She wondered if this was technically their 3rd date or not. There 2nd date had gotten interrupted by his work. So maybe this was actually their 2nd date? Though, she supposed it didn't really matter. Did it?
Before she could finish fixating on what number date they were actually on, Satoru knocked on her door. She did one last look in the mirror before answering the door. When she opened the door, he was leaning on the wall nearby. He then pushed himself off the wall and smiled at her. "You ready for some fun?!" He sounded so energetic that it brought a smile to her face. The smile she gave him was so warm and genuine, it made him feel a flutter in his heart. He just stared at her, stunned from her beauty as a blush slowly crept up on his face. He quickly shook off the feeling and gave her a smile of his own.
As they got into the car, he turned to her and said, "how do you manage to look so beautiful all the time?" She smiled at him as she looked down at her hands. Feeling shy and getting butterflies. She then spoke up, "how do you manage to always be so charming?" He laughed at her comment. "Guess I was just born charming. I'm serious though, you really are beautiful."
"Thank you, you're... uhh.." she felt so scared to compliment him. He made her so flustered, it was hard to speak. "You're beautiful too."
"Why thank you! I don't normally get told I'm beautiful." He had a huge grin on his face and he started up the car.
"Really?! I find that hard to believe, I mean...look at you, women must always flirt with you." There was a hint of insecurity in her voice.
He glanced over at her, wondering why she sounded insecure. "Well, yes I do get the occasional flirty women, but none of them have ever told me I'm beautiful. You're the first one...plus, you complimenting me means more to me than any compliment I've ever received." He had hoped that would ease her insecurities. He truly meant what he said though. She looked up and glanced over at him. His face was so genuine and soft. His voice sounded so sweet and gentle. She smiled and looked to the side, trying to cover her blush. He noticed the red hue on her face and spoke in a gentle voice. "Hey...don't hide that beautiful blush on your face. I wanna see it." That only made her blush more and she reluctantly turned her head towards him. He smiled warmly at her and got butterflies in his stomach. "Ah, there we go, such a lovely sight" he kept his voice gentle.
As they continued to talk and drive. He felt a pang of guilt. Here he was, being very charming to her and getting flustered by her. When he knows deep down he can't give her a relationship. It would be to hard, he was barely ever home. Plus, if they were to date, he'd be putting her in danger. Many curses and sorcerers wanted him dead. They could go after her to get to him. Yet, he couldn't help but be selfish. He loved her company, he loved the way she looked at him, he loved how flustered he got her, and most importantly, he loved how she didn't know who he was. If she were to fall for him, it would be because of his personality, not his status. He found that exhilarating. He's also never felt this way with someone before, so nervous and anxious. Wondering what the other person was thinking of and hoping they liked you as much as you liked them. This was all new territory to him and he didn't want to leave. He was going to indulge in his selfishness.
