Math Meets Motion

I'm not really in the mood for slow.

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Sanemi gently pulled Giyuu's chair closer to his, smiling softly at her.

"What?" Giyuu asked, her face tinged with curiosity and a hint of blush.

"Nothing," Sanemi replied, holding her hands in his, enjoying the warmth of her touch.

Just as they shared that quiet moment, Tengen, Kanae, and Kyojuro returned from the dance floor. Giyuu quickly pulled her hands away from Sanemi's grasp, feeling a bit flustered.

"That was so much fun!" Tengen said, plopping down on a chair. "You guys should've joined us!"

"Y-Yeah, it was amazing!" Kanae added, breathless from dancing.

"Where's Iguro?" Kyojuro asked, looking around.

"He left early. He was too drunk and didn't want to pass out here," Sanemi explained, taking a quick sip from his glass to steady himself.

Giyuu, still feeling awkward from their near-intimate moment, spoke up. "I think we should call it a night."

"Hmm, yeah, I'm tired too," Tengen agreed, stretching out.

The group nodded in agreement. They gathered their things and headed outside toward the parking lot. Tengen and Kyojuro left together in one car, while Kanae drove off in hers, leaving Sanemi and Giyuu standing by her car in the quiet night.

Sanemi glanced at Giyuu, his gaze steady and intense. "So... how slow are we really going to take this?" he asked, his voice low, betraying his desire. "I'm not really in the mood for slow."

Giyuu smiled playfully, placing her hand on his chest. "And how fast do you want to go?" she teased, her fingers tracing small circles over his shirt.

Sanemi smirked, pulling her close by her waist. "Hmm, I don't know..." he whispered, before leaning in and kissing her deeply. The kiss was hungry, filled with passion they could no longer hold back. As they pulled apart, they both knew the slow pace they were talking about had no place tonight. Not after this.

Wiping his lips, Sanemi grinned mischievously. "So, which hotel do you prefer?"

Giyuu's eyes sparkled with a daring look. "I prefer my home," she said with a smirk, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward her car.

Sanemi followed her eagerly, his heart racing. In what felt like a blink, they reached Giyuu's house. The moment they stepped inside, they started kissing again, their lips finding each other in a heated frenzy as they stumbled toward the bedroom.

But just as things were escalating, Giyuu pulled away, panting. "Shit... I don't have any condoms," she confessed, her breath heavy.

Sanemi's shoulders slumped a little, a flash of disappointment in his eyes. "Neither do I... So, does that mean we're stopping?" he asked, slightly disheartened.

Giyuu grinned, pulling him back in for another kiss. "Hmm, I don't know," she teased, her voice sultry as their lips met again.

Sanemi gently pushed her back, looking at her seriously. "Wait... what do you mean, you don't know?" he asked, confused yet aroused by her playful tone.

She laughed softly, her breath warm against his skin. "Don't disappoint me now, Shinazugawa," she whispered, her voice a playful challenge. "Or I might change my mind."

Before he could respond, Giyuu grabbed his hand, leading him to the bathroom. "Come on," she said, pulling him into the shower. "My head's spinning from all the alcohol. I want to be clear-headed and remember every moment with you."