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Today is Halloween. Satoru started a message with Suguru after ending his day at work.

Satoru

Have you prepared plenty of sweets for me? 😋

Suguru

Oh, you’re getting straight to the good part, huh? I made sure to stock up on all your favorites—plenty of chocolates, strawberry-flavored candies, and, of course, those KitKats you love. But you know, before you get your hands on them, you’ll have to earn them. Beg me nicely, and maybe I’ll spoil you rotten tonight.

Satoru narrowed his eyes reading that message.

Satoru

Oh I see you prepared some tricks huh? 🤨

And here I thought I’m the only one trick or treating.

A sly grin spreads across Suguru’s face reading that reply.

Suguru

Trick or treating goes both ways, Satoru. You know I can't resist making you work for it a little. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure the treat is more than worth it once you’ve begged for it properly.

I’ll be waiting, sweets in hand...

Satoru

But am I really gonna beg tonight? 😏

Suguru can’t help but smirk how Satoru sounds like he’s feeling bold tonight.

Suguru

Guess we’ll see, won’t we? You always start off confident, but we both know how this ends, babe. I’ll have you begging before the night’s over, and you’ll love every second of it.

Let’s see how long that grin of yours lasts, Satoru.

Satoru

Not tonight babe, I might have plans to have you begging instead.

Suguru chuckle softly at Satoru’s boldness, shaking his head as he read the message.

Suguru

Oh? Trying to flip the script, huh? We’ll see who ends up begging, Satoru. But I like the sound of that challenge.

Satoru snigger reading that response.

Satoru

You’re on! 😈

Suguru smirk as he read the challenge.

Suguru

Oh, I’m ready for whatever you’ve got planned. Just make sure you don’t regret starting this.

Satoru giggle arriving home, opening the door of the house.

Satoru

I have arrived home; I’ll wait for you to finish work.

Suguru can picture Satoru grinning as he types, already plotting something. Just thinking about it makes Suguru eager to wrap things up on his end.

Suguru

I’ll finish up soon. Keep my spot warm for when I get home.

Satoru went straight to their bedroom to change.

Satoru

Drive safely, my love 😘

Suguru gather his things, ready to leave work, already anticipating what’s waiting for him at home.

Suguru

On my way. See you soon, my love. 😘

After changing clothes, Satoru hurried to the door standing by, waiting for Suguru’s arrival for a surprise.

The moment Suguru opens the door, Satoru jumped on him in full Dracula costume for surprise.

Suguru stumble back slightly but quickly catch his balance.

Satoru’s legs wrapped around Suguru’s waist as he bit Suguru on the neck with fake fangs. “Trick or treat!” he says with fake blood dripping from his lips.

The sudden bite catches Suguru off guard, making him flinch, but he can't help the grin spreading across his face.

"Well, look at you... going all out for Halloween, huh?" he laughs, hands instinctively holding Satoru in place. "Though I wasn’t expecting to be your prey tonight."

He reaches up to wipe away the fake blood dripping from Satoru’s lips with his thumb, teasingly pulling Satoru closer. "Is this your way of making me beg, Count Satoru?”

Satoru chuckles mischievously, “You might want to hand over those sweets or be bitten by this Count.” he threatens still on Suguru’s arms.

Suguru laugh softly, shaking his head at the playful threat as he carries Satoru inside, closing the door behind them.

"Oh, a dangerous ultimatum, huh? Sweets or another bite from Count Satoru." he leans in close, breath hot against Satoru’s ear as he speak. "But you should know better than to threaten me, babe. Bites only make things more fun."

He set Satoru down gently but pull Satoru close by the waist, locking eyes with that mischievous grin of Satoru. "Now, how about we strike a deal? You take a bite of your sweets first, and then I'll let you try your luck with another bite of me."

“What do you have for me?” Satoru asks curiously standing on his knees on the sofa and hanging on Suguru’s neck playfully. “Don’t think you can get away without handing me those treats.” he smirks.

Suguru chuckle with Satoru’s playful contagious energy. “Oh, I’ve got plenty for you, don’t worry. You really think I’d come home without spoiling you?”

He reaches into his bag, pulling out a stash of chocolates, strawberry candies, and, of course, those KitKats Satoru loves. He holds them just out of Satoru’s reach, teasingly. "But before I hand these over... you gonna say ‘please,’ Count Satoru? Or do I need to make you work for it?"

He grins, fully enjoying the way Satoru’s eyes light up at the sight of the treats.

“But I’m planning to use tricks to have you hand them to me.” Satoru responds seductively leaning to bite on Suguru’s ear.

A shiver run down Suguru’s spine as Satoru’s lips brush his ear, that seductive edge in Satoru’s voice making it clear how serious this Count about getting what he wants.

Suguru smirks, tightening his grip around Satoru’s waist as he leans into Satoru’s bite.

“Oh, so that’s how you’re gonna play it, huh?” voice drops low, teasing. “You really think those tricks of yours will work on me? You’ll have to do better than that, Count Satoru.”

He holds the sweets just a little distant away, daring Satoru to keep trying. "Go ahead, give it your best shot. But I warn you… you might end up being the one who’s begging in the end."

“Really?” Satoru asks teasingly licking the side of Suguru’s neck under his ear.

“You smell good Suguru.” Satoru smells Suguru’s scent with a seductive voice.

A low hum escapes Suguru’s throat as he feels Satoru’s tongue graze the side of his neck, sending a warm thrill through him. Those teasing words and the way Satoru take in his scent only fuel the tension between them.

“Oh, you’re really trying to break me down, huh?” he whispers, voice deepening as he leans into Satoru’s touch. “But don’t think for a second that I’m going to give in so easily.”

He tilts his head slightly, giving Satoru more access, but he pulls the sweets back just a little, enjoying this dance. "Keep going, babe. Let’s see how far you’re willing to go for these."

Satoru press soft kisses on Suguru’s jaw going to his cheeks, nose and close to his lips— but not the lips.

Satoru keeps moving teasingly, using a hand to block Suguru’s lips so he can’t kiss back, grinning widely that the fake fangs are showing.

Suguru can feel his patience slipping as Satoru’s teases with those soft kisses, stopping just short of his lips and blocking him from closing the distance. His hands tighten slightly around Satoru’s waist as he let out a low, frustrated laugh.

“Damn, babe, you’re really testing me now.” He glances at Satoru’s hand blocking his lips, eyes narrowing with playful challenge. "You really think you can play this game without giving me what I want?"

He leans in just enough that his lips graze Satoru’s fingers, breath hot against Satoru’s skin. "You’re making it harder to resist, Satoru. But I still think it’ll be you begging for the sweets."

Satoru giggle wrapping his arms around Suguru’s shoulder being all over, smelling Suguru’s scent as he presses soft kisses on Suguru’s neck. “Maybe this, right here is my treat after all.” he smirks mischievously, like Suguru was the sweet he was waiting to get.

A low, satisfied growl escapes Suguru feeling those soft kisses along his neck, and those words send a rush of heat through him. Satoru always know just how to turn the tables, making him feel like he’s the one being devoured, not the other way around.

“Oh, is that so?" he smirks, hands sliding possessively down Satoru’s waist. "You’re making me feel like I’m the prize tonight, but don’t think I’ve forgotten your little game."

He pulls Satoru even closer, pressing their bodies together. "If I’m your treat, Count Satoru, then you better be ready to savor every bit. But don’t worry…" he whispers against Satoru’s ear, voice low and teasing. "I’ll still make sure you get your sweets, too."

Satoru smirks licking Suguru’s lips to have a taste. “This treat is sweet too.” he teases.

Suguru groan softly, the teasing so intense it almost drives him over the edge. His hands tighten around Satoru’s waist, pulling in even closer, his breath hot against Satoru’s skin.

“You really are trying to drive me wild, huh?” eyes locking onto those blue eyes with that mix of desire and amusement. "But if you think you can tease me like that without consequences, you’re in for a surprise, Satoru."

He presses their foreheads against each other, the tension thick between them. “Now that you’ve had a taste… you might just want more.”

Satoru hums, “But I like playing with my food.” he grins teasingly.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru as he feels those words against his lips. "Oh, you really are pushing it tonight," the amusement and desire dancing in his voice.

He grabs Satoru’s chin gently, forcing to look into his eyes. "But just remember, Satoru, food doesn’t always stay on the plate. Sometimes it fights back." He closes the distance between them, when he leans to brush his lips to Satoru’s— Satoru swiftly block it with his hand.

“It will not be a trick for you then. But it’s a treat for me.” Satoru giggles playfully not allowing Suguru to have a way with him.

Suguru laughs softly against Satoru’s hand, both impressed and amused by the stubbornness. Satoru always known how to push just the right buttons to keep him on edge.

“You really want to keep playing, huh?” he murmurs against Satoru’s fingers, voice dropping low with a teasing tone. “Alright, babe, you can have your fun… for now."

He leans back slightly, still holding Satoru close, smirk never fading. "But remember, when you finally give in, it’s going to be my turn to play."

“Oh didn’t expect you to be trick or treating tonight. I thought you were just here to hand my treats.” Satoru smirks.

Suguru smirks back, eyes narrowing playfully. "You really thought I’d just hand over your treats without a little fun first? Satoru, you know me better than that."

He leans in close, lips just brushing Satoru’s ear as he whispers, "Besides, trick or treating is way more fun when I’m the one in control." he pulls back with a grin, letting the tension linger between them. "But don’t worry, you’ll get your sweets… eventually."

“But my sweet is right here.” Satoru smirks pressing a kiss near Suguru’s lips. Knowing how easily he can affect Suguru.

A low hum escapes Suguru feeling Satoru’s lips so close to his, teasing just enough to drive him crazy. He tightens his grip on Satoru, feeling the heat between them rise.

"You’re getting bold, Satoru," his voice low and thick with desire. "But teasing me this much... you’re just making it harder for yourself in the end."

He moves just slightly, brushing his lips against Satoru’s in the lightest of touches, barely a kiss. "If I’m your sweet, then come and take what’s yours. But you better be ready for what comes after."

“But I’m also the trick. So…” Satoru shakes his head, “I’m not taking this special ‘sweet’ right away.” He teases pushing Suguru’s lower lip open with his thumb.

A deep, hungry growl escapes Suguru as Satoru’s fingers teasingly graze his tongue.

Then Satoru brush a finger on Suguru’s tongue before licking and tasting Suguru’s saliva from his own fingers. Watching all that, sends a sharp thrill through Suguru’s body.

Satoru have never pushed this far before, and Suguru can’t help but let out a low, possessive laugh.

"You're really driving me insane with this teasing tonight, Satoru," he murmurs, eyes darkening with desire as he watches every move. "But if you keep this up, there won’t be any tricks left—just me taking what’s mine."

He grabs Satoru’s wrist gently, pulling Satoru’s hand back, and lean in, his lips hovering close to Satoru’s. "But if you're not taking me right away... then you'd better be ready to deal with the consequences of leaving me wanting."

“Babe~~ this is the trick you get for not handing those sweets when I’m being nice.” Satoru smirks pressing their foreheads together.

Suguru chuckles darkly, as he feels the heat between them building with every second. "So this is what I get for holding out on your sweets, huh? You’re playing a dangerous game, babe."

His hands slide down Satoru’s sides, gripping Satoru’s hips firmly as he holds close, the tension thick between them. "But I have to admit, I love seeing you like this... all playful and teasing. You’re making it hard to focus on anything else."

He tilts his head slightly, brushing his lips against Satoru’s jaw. "But remember, tricks don’t last forever, and when I finally have you begging… there won’t be any more games."

“Maybe that’s the trick.” Satoru says like a riddle, “To see how far you can hold out.” he teases leaning to brush his lips on Suguru’s neck before using the fake fangs to nibble Suguru’s skin.

A low groan escapes Suguru feeling those lips and fake fangs graze his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Satoru’s teasing is pushing him to the edge, and he can’t help but tighten his grip on Satoru, holding Satoru even closer.

“You really think you can make me break first, huh?" his voice rough with desire. "You’re tempting me, Satoru. But you should know by now... I’m not one to give in easily."

He tilts his head, giving Satoru more access to his neck, fingers trailing up Satoru’s back as he smirks. "Let’s see who really holds out longer in this game of yours, Satoru. But trust me... when I do take control, you won’t stand a chance."

“Maybe I’m provoking you to get that reaction.” Satoru’s nose touching Suguru, teasing for a kiss as their lips are only centimeters apart. But all is according to plan as Satoru sneaks snatching the bag of treats on Suguru’s hands while the man has it long forgotten.

Satoru laughs triumphantly, “So what do I’ll eat first.” he turns his back on Suguru rummaging the sweets inside.

Suguru can’t help but laugh as Satoru manage to sneak the bag of sweets right out of his hands while he’s distracted. He shakes his head, watching with amusement.

“Well played, Satoru,” he says, stepping closer behind, his hands sliding around Satoru’s waist again as he presses his body lightly against Satoru’s. “You got your treats… but don’t think I’ve forgotten about all that teasing.”

Suguru’s lips brushing Satoru’s ear as he murmurs. “So, what’s it going to be, Satoru? Are you going to savor those sweets… or are you ready to deal with the consequences of provoking me?"

Satoru munch a piece of chocolate before glancing at Suguru over his shoulder.

“Well… maybe you should be mischievous with me to get what you want.” he responded teasingly.

A slow, wicked grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he watches Satoru savor the chocolate, those teasing words only fueling the fire. He leans in even closer, hands resting on Satoru’s hips as he presses his lips to the side of Satoru’s neck, just enough to make Satoru feel the heat of his breath.

“Oh, I can be plenty mischievous, Satoru,” he whispers hot against Satoru’s skin. “But once I start, you’re going to regret making me wait.”

He let his fingers trace up Satoru’s sides before pulling Satoru back against him. “So, you sure you want to play this game? Because once I start, I’m not stopping until you’re the one begging.”

Satoru toss the bag on the center table before twisting his body to face Suguru.

He hums taking off the cape of his costume and putting it over Suguru’s shoulder before pressing a kiss on Suguru’s lips and licking after. “It’s a night for mischievousness after all.”

The moment their lips meet, a surge of heat rushes through Suguru, and the playful lick afterward only leaves him wanting more. He let out a low, satisfied hum as the tension between them gets even thicker.

"Mmm, you’re right," his voice deep and teasing as he pulls Satoru closer by the waist, lips hovering just inches from Satoru’s. "It's the perfect night for a little mischief."

He leans in, capturing those glossy lips in a deeper kiss this time, hands sliding down Satoru’s back, pulling firmly against him. "But remember, Satoru," he murmurs between kisses, "once we start… there's no turning back."

“Maybe I don’t want you too.” Satoru whispers being mischievous with him, initiating the kiss this time. Deep and with the same passion.

Their lips crashes, the kiss deep and filled with that teasing fire that has been building all night.

Suguru can feel the shift in Satoru—no more playing around, just pure, unfiltered passion. A low growl escapes his throat as he presses Satoru closer, their bodies melting into each other.

“Good,” he whispers against Satoru’s lips, voice rough with desire, "because neither do I."

He kisses Satoru back with the same intensity, hands wandering, feeling every inch of Satoru as if he has been waiting all night for this moment. There's no more teasing now, just raw hunger, the playful game turning into something much deeper.

"You really know how to push me, Satoru," he murmurs, breaking the kiss for just a moment to catch a breath, before diving back in, not willing to let Satoru go now that he got Satoru like this.

Satoru’s hands slide down Suguru’s back moaning in those kisses.

When their lips part catching their breath, Satoru presses his body to Suguru in an embrace, “Carry me to the bedroom?”

Suguru feel the heat of their body pressed together, and hearing those moans only fuels the desire coursing through him. Satoru’s request whispered against his ear sends a thrill down his spine.

Without hesitation, he scoops Satoru up in his arms, holding Satoru close as he smirks. "You don’t even have to ask," he says softly, voice thick with desire.

Suguru carries Satoru effortlessly toward the bedroom, the tension between them palpable, each step feeling heavier with anticipation. "Just remember, you started this game… and now, I’m going to finish it."

Satoru giggles hanging his hands on the back of Suguru’s neck waiting to reach the bedroom.

Suguru can't help but smile, Satoru’s playful energy making the moment even sweeter. Satoru’s hands around his neck, the warmth of Satoru’s body against him—it all feels just right.

As they reach the bedroom, Suguru gently lay Satoru down on the bed, eyes never leaving those mesmerizing blue eyes. "You’ve had your fun teasing me all night, Satoru," he murmurs, leaning down to kiss Satoru softly. "Now, it’s my turn."

With a slow, deliberate smirk, he slides beside Satoru, the air thick with unspoken promises.

“I might be generous enough to help you today.” Satoru teases, removing the jabot from his neck and unbuttoning his sleeves as he presses a kiss on Suguru’s lips, to keep Suguru busy.

Suguru chuckles against Satoru’s lips, feeling the kiss deepen as Satoru starts to undo those sleeves, the teasing driving him crazy in the best way. His hands slide over Satoru’s back, pulling Satoru closer as he savors every second of touch. But he flinches when Satoru’s fake fangs almost bit his tongue.

Satoru chuckled playfully, “My bad.” Sticking out his tongue.

“Generous, huh?” he murmurs between kisses, voice low and full of desire. "I’ll gladly take whatever you’re offering… but don’t think I’ll let you off that easily."

Suguru smirks, sliding his hands down to Satoru’s waist, keeping Satoru close as he undoes the rest.

Satoru shifted, removing the fake fangs and Suguru was there waiting. As soon as the fake fangs were removed, their lips clash again, fully lost in the moment.

After Satoru removed all of the buttons of his shirt, he gave a long lasting kiss before pulling back. His hands slide up from Suguru’s abdomen to chest on the fabric of Suguru’s shirt before gripping it tight pulling it opened. Satoru smirks seeing the surprise on Suguru’s face as the buttons went tumbling on the bed.

“Right back at you.” Satoru sneers remembering how Suguru did the same to him back when they had sex in the garden at a birthday party.

A slow grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he feels the fabric of his shirt rip open, the buttons scattering across the bed. The surprise quickly turns into excitement as the memory of that night in the garden flashes in mind. Satoru’s boldness, teasing—all of it only drives him wilder for Satoru.

"Ah, so you're throwing that back at me, huh?" he says, voice deepening as he takes in the mischievous glint in Satoru’s eyes. "You’ve got a good memory, Satoru."

He reaches up, hand trailing over Satoru’s now exposed chest before pulling Satoru close again. "But if you remember how that night ended, you’ll know exactly what’s coming next," he whispers with a dark smirk, leaning in to kiss Satoru deeply, hands exploring as the tension between them ignites even further.

Satoru moan with every touch. “You mean how you made me feel good?” he manages to still tease totally aggressive tonight.

Hearing those moan and feeling that boldness tonight sends a surge of heat through Suguru, Satoru’s words only adding to the fire. His hands tighten on Satoru’s waist, pulling even closer as he locks eyes with that teasing, aggressive spark in Satoru.

"Exactly, babe," he whispers against Satoru’s lips, voice low and filled with desire. "Just like that night... where I made sure you couldn't think about anything but me."

He let his hands wander, touch firm and deliberate, teasing Satoru the same way Satoru has been teasing him all night. "But tonight," leaning in close, lips brushing Satoru’s ear, "I’m going to make you feel even better."

“I can’t wait.” Satoru cups Suguru’s face pressing a kiss on his lips. “Make me feel good Suguru.” he responded boldly.

The boldness catches Suguru off guard, and for a split second, he wonders if this is really Satoru—the one who usually loves to tease and make him work for it. But the fire in Satoru’s eyes, the way Satoru cups his face and kiss like that, leaves no doubt. Satoru has taken control tonight, and damn, it’s driving him wild.

A slow, deep smirk spreads across Suguru’s face as he responds to that kiss, letting his lips linger against Satoru’s. "You’re full of surprises tonight, Satoru," his voice thick with desire. "But I love it when you’re like this."

His hands slide down Satoru’s back, pulling closer, the heat between them undeniable. "If that’s what you want, Satoru... then I’m going to make sure you feel more than just good."

And with that, he kisses Satoru back with everything he got, losing himself in the intensity of the moment, ready to give Satoru exactly what’s ask from him.

Satoru rest his arms on Suguru;s chest returning the kisses. Their saliva mixed together while their tongue works.

“You taste good, better than any other treat.” Satoru whispers against Suguru’s lips. Sliding down his arms on Suguru’s back, pressing their bodies together, rubbing his groin to Suguru’s, showing how hard he is.

The second Suguru feels Satoru press on him, those words whispering against his lips, something in him snaps. The heat between them, the way Satoru’s body moves—it’s all he can think about. He let out a low, deep groan, pulling Satoru even closer, feeling Satoru’s hardness rub against him, matching the intensity of his own desire.

“You’re driving me crazy, Satoru,” his voice rough as he kisses harder, more possessively, hands roaming Satoru’s back and sliding lower, gripping tightly. "You feel so damn good… better than anything I could’ve imagined tonight."

He presses his body into Satoru’s, letting Satoru feel just how much he wants this. "You’ve got me now, babe… and I’m going to give you everything."

“I can give you some.” Answering to him, Satoru pulled out his own cock from his shorts, stroking it while he tugs Suguru’s pants, “Put it down.” Asking to unbutton.

A sharp breath escapes Suguru watching Satoru stroke himself, the sight alone sending a surge of heat through Suguru’s body.

Satoru’s boldness, confidence—it’s making it impossible to resist. Suguru quickly unbutton his pants, the anticipation between them growing thick and intense.

"Anything you want," his voice thick with desire as he pushes his pants down, freeing himself. His eyes lock onto Satoru’s, and he smirks, leaning in close. "Now that we’re both ready, let’s see what kind of treat you’ve got for me."

He grips Satoru’s waist firmly, the tension between them at its peak as he prepares to meet every bit of what Satoru is offering.

Satoru pulled out Suguru’s cock under the boxers. “You’re so hard and big Suguru. Are you that turned on right now?” he teases pressing their cocks and rubbing them together.

A low, guttural groan escapes Suguru, the heat between them unbearable. The way Satoru teases, those words hitting every nerve, sends a surge of pleasure through him, and he can barely keep his composure.

“You know I’m turned on, Satoru,” he growls softly, voice thick with desire as he watches the way their cocks rub together. “How could I not be when you’re doing this to me?”

He grabs Satoru’s hips, pulling even closer, their bodies flush against each other as he pushes back, rubbing against Satoru’s with more intensity. “But don’t think you’ll get away with just teasing me. You’ve been driving me crazy all night… and now it’s my turn to make you feel everything.”

Satoru’s breath hitches with the pleasure of rubbing their cocks together. “Fuck Suguru… you feel so good with me.” he whispers as pre-cum starts leaking from his tip, continuously rubbing their cocks together.

A groan rumbles from Suguru’s chest as he feels Satoru’s pre-cum mixing with his, the sensation of their cocks rubbing together sending shockwaves through his body. Satoru’s whispered words only heighten the intensity between them, making it impossible to hold back any longer.

“You feel incredible, Satoru… just like this.” his voice is rough with need, gripping Satoru’s hips tighter, guiding their movements, pressing their cocks harder together. The heat, the friction—it’s overwhelming.

He leans in, breath hot against Satoru’s ear in a whisper, “You’re driving me insane… I can barely hold on. Keep going, babe… let’s see how far we can take this.”

“I’m already close Suguru… let me come once, okay?” Satoru closes his eyes feeling the friction and sensation more as he rubs them together.

Hearing Satoru says he’s close, seeing him lost in the sensation, sends a surge of excitement through Suguru.

Suguru’s grip on Satoru tightens, hips moving in sync with Satoru’s, increasing the intensity of their movements.

“Come for me, Satoru,” he whispers, voice thick with desire. “Let me feel you lose control.”

He leans in close, pressing his lips to Satoru’s neck, kissing softly as he guides their cocks together, the friction driving both of them to the edge. “I want to feel you let go… I’m right there with you, babe.”

Satoru puts his head to Suguru’s chest as his strokes increase greatly in pace chasing that release.

“Suguru…” It didn’t take long he was coming in his hands. His cum also drips down to the length of Suguru’s cock, stroking them together.

The moment Suguru hears Satoru’s breath hitch and feel that body tremble against his, his own desire spikes. As Satoru’s release coats both of them, a low, deep groan escapes Suguru. He feels the warmth of Satoru’s cum dripping down onto his cock, heightening the intensity between them.

“Good boy, Satoru,” he whispers, voice thick with satisfaction as he holds Satoru close, feeling that body relax against his. He reaches down, replacing Satoru’s hands, smearing the warmth of Satoru’s release along both of them, the sensation driving him wild as he continues to stroke them together, unable to stop himself now.

"You look so good like this… but I’m not done with you yet."

“Your hands feel better Suguru…” Satoru moan when Suguru keep stroking them after he just release. He was shaking post orgasm grasping on Suguru’s shoulders.

A deep, satisfied smirk spreads across Suguru’s face as he feels Satoru trembling beneath his touch, Satoru’s body still sensitive from release. The way Satoru respond, the sound of those moans, only makes him want to push Satoru further.

“Yeah? You like the way my hands feel, Satoru?” his voice low and rough as he continues stroking, savoring the way Satoru is shaking in his arms. “You’re so sensitive right now… but I want to see how much more you can take.”

He slows his movements just slightly, teasing Satoru, but still keeping enough pressure to feel every reaction from that body. "Let me take care of you, Satoru... let me make you feel even better."

Satoru grasp to the fabric of Suguru’s sleeves on his arms. Satoru’s head on Suguru’s chest, continuously riding the post orgasm.

Feeling Satoru’s grip tighten on his sleeves, body trembling against his, drives Suguru over the edge. The way Satoru is clinging to him, riding out the waves of orgasm—it’s all he needs to keep going, to make sure Satoru feels every bit of pleasure.

“You’re doing so good, Satoru,” his voice filled with desire as he slow the strokes, letting Satoru savor the sensation without getting overwhelmed. “Just let it all out… I’ve got you.”

He presses a soft kiss to the top of Satoru’s head, holding close as Satoru’s body trembles, his other hand sliding up Satoru’s back in a comforting gesture, wanting Satoru to feel completely safe and taken care of in this moment.

Satoru catch his breath coming down from his climax.

He glances at Suguru, pressing a kiss on Suguru’s lips before he goes down, bending. Suguru’s cock in line with his face.

“I can’t be coming when you haven’t.” he smirks before grabbing Suguru’s shaft and putting it in his mouth. Stroking slowly with his mouth. He can taste his own cum on Suguru and it helps with his saliva slick the movements of his mouth.

A deep, guttural groan escapes Suguru the moment Satoru’s lips wrap around his cock. The sight of Satoru bending down in front of him, so eager and determined to make him come, sends a rush of heat through his entire body. Satoru’s mouth, warm and wet, feels incredible taking him in.

“Fuck, Satoru…” his voice thick with pleasure as he threads his fingers through Satoru’s hair, guiding the movements gently. The slow, deliberate strokes of Satoru’s mouth have him gripping the fabric beneath him, struggling to hold back.

"You feel so good, Satoru… so perfect." his hips involuntarily press forward, craving more of the warmth of Satoru’s mouth, each movement making it harder to hold on. "Keep going… I’m so close."

And Satoru keep going, moaning with his mouth full of Suguru. He takes Suguru even deeper in his mouth that tip is touching his throat.

Deliberately pushing Suguru to that edge.

Suguru can’t hold back the moan that escapes him. The combination of Satoru’s moans vibrating around him and the way Satoru is taking him so deeply pushes him right to the edge.

“Fuck, Satoru… you’re gonna make me come,” he groans, voice ragged with pleasure, his hands gripping Satoru’s hair tighter as his hips buck slightly, unable to resist the overwhelming sensation.

Satoru’s mouth feels too good, too perfect, and as Satoru keep pushing, the tension in Suguru’s body coils tight, ready to snap. "I can’t… I’m gonna—" he barely manages to gasp out, completely lost in the sensation of Satoru bringing him right to that point of release.

Satoru feels the cum bursting inside his mouth. He continues stroking Suguru while slowly swallowing the cum inside.

After taking it all, he glanced up at Suguru. “Now that’s my treat.” he smirks licking his lips.

A shudder runs through Suguru the overwhelming pleasure leaving him breathless. Watching Satoru swallow every drop, and then glancing up with that playful smirk, sends a final wave of satisfaction through him.

He leans down, cupping Satoru’s chin gently as he pulls Satoru up, eyes locking onto those blue eyes. "You really are something else, Satoru," a lazy grin spreading across his face, still recovering from the intensity of it all.

Suguru kisses Satoru deeply, tasting himself on Satoru’s lips, hands sliding up Satoru’s back. "You got your treat, but now I think it’s time to spoil you even more."

“I’d love to be spoiled.” Satoru grins cupping Suguru’s face.

He turns his back on Suguru pulling his own butt cheeks open,

“Stretch me out so you can put it in me?” Satoru says invitingly.

A dark, satisfied grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he watches.

The sight of Satoru offering himself like this is driving Suguru wild. Suguru lean in close, hands gently gripping Satoru’s hips before sliding down to expose those cheeks, spreading Satoru open even further.

“Anything for you,” he murmurs, voice low and thick with desire as he press a kiss to Satoru’s lower back, trailing his fingers teasingly between Satoru’s cheeks. He coats his fingers, making sure Satoru is nice and slick before pressing one in slowly, watching that body’s every reaction.

“You feel so tight, Satoru,” he whispers, gradually adding another finger, stretching out gently but deliberately. "Just relax… I’ll make sure you’re ready for me."

Satoru moan with the fingers inside, trying to relax as he went down on the sheets on all fours.

Hearing those moans and watching Satoru settle on all fours sends a surge of heat through Suguru. He keeps his movements slow, deliberate, as he works his fingers inside Satoru, stretching out carefully, making sure Satoru is feeling nothing but pleasure.

"That's it, babe," his voice low and soothing. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

He adds another finger, slowly scissoring them to stretch Satoru further, his other hand caressing Satoru’s lower back to keep Satoru grounded. "You’re doing so good, Satoru... soon enough, you’ll be ready for all of me."

Satoru’s body slowly adapt to Suguru’s fingers that the movement feels soothing now.

“Deeper Suguru.” he demanded wanting Suguru to hit his prostrate.

A low, satisfied growl escapes Suguru as he hears Satoru’s demand. He adjusts the angle slightly, pressing his fingers deeper, searching for that sweet spot that he knows will drive Satoru wild. His movements are deliberate, the focus entirely on giving exactly what Satoru want.

“Like this, Satoru?” he murmurs, voice husky with desire as he curl his fingers just right, pressing firmly against Satoru’s prostate.

He watches Satoru’s body react, the way Satoru tense and relax under his touch, and it sends a thrill through him. “I can feel you clenching around me, Satoru… tell me how it feels.”

“Yes… just like that… harder…” Satoru moans as Suguru’s finger brush on his prostrate that he flinches.

“There Suguru…”

A dark smirk spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears those moans, feeling the way that body reacts every time he presses harder against the prostate. He keeps the rhythm steady, pushing his fingers deeper, hitting that same spot again and again, knowing exactly how much it drives Satoru wild.

"Right there, huh?" his voice low and filled with satisfaction as he leans over Satoru, breath hot against Satoru’s neck. "I love hearing you like this, Satoru. You’re doing so good for me."

He continues working his fingers deeper, harder, giving exactly what Satoru is begging for, pushing closer to the edge. "Just let yourself feel it, Satoru… you’re almost ready for more."

“Yes… keep going Suguru… don’t stop…” Satoru can almost feel himself on edge having his prostrate hit continuously. His hands grasping the sheets.

Suguru can feel how close Satoru is, every moan and movement of that body is making it clear. The way Satoru is gripping the sheets, lost in the pleasure of getting his prostate hit, only makes Suguru more eager to give what Satoru need.

Suguru presses his fingers deeper, harder, hitting that spot with every thrust, but the sight of Satoru, completely lost in the moment, drives his own desire to the edge. His cock, already hard again, throbs with the anticipation of being inside Satoru.

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” he whispers, voice rough with desire. “But I’m not done with you yet.” he pulls his fingers out slowly, savoring the way Satoru’s body reacts before lining himself up against Satoru, the tip of his cock pressing against Satoru’s entrance.

“Now, let’s finish what we started.”

Satoru groans in frustration when Suguru pulled out his fingers when Satoru is so close.

“Just shut up and put it in!” Satoru demanded impatiently.

A low, satisfied chuckle escapes Suguru at the impatience, loving how desperate Satoru now. Without a word, he grips Satoru’s hips firmly, positioning himself at Satoru’s entrance, and in one smooth motion, he pushes inside, filling Satoru completely.

“Is this what you wanted, Satoru?” he growls, voice thick with pleasure as he buries himself deep inside. The feeling of tightness around him is almost too much to handle, but he keeps his control, savoring the way Satoru’s body clenches around him.

He gives Satoru a moment to adjust before pulling back slightly and thrusting back in, hard and deliberate, hitting that spot again. "Now you’re really going to feel it."

But Satoru came immediately after Suguru buries himself in one thrust.

“Suguru…” Satoru moans gripping the sheets as his cum went spilling on it.

Suguru keep thrusting, that Satoru feel overstimulated post orgasm.

“Fuck Suguru… wait…” he tried to reach out with his hand, but Suguru only grabs it, using it as a handle to keep thrusting further.

Suguru groans deeply, completely lost in the sensation. He knows Satoru is overstimulated, but the way Satoru reacts only drives him further, making it impossible to stop.

“Not a chance, Satoru,” he growls, gripping Satoru’s hand firmly as he thrust deeper, harder, the pleasure overwhelming both of them. "You’re mine right now, and I’m not stopping until I’ve had my fill."

“Fuck…” Satoru’s voice sounds almost like a whimper.

Suguru keeps pushing, savoring the way Satoru’s body trembles beneath him, each thrust bringing Satoru closer to that edge again despite the overstimulation. "Just take it, Satoru… I know you can handle it."

Satoru breathes heavily. He feels like his going crazy how good it feels.

“God it feels so good…” he moans with his body still trembling in orgasm.

“Suguru…” his voice sounds like a whimper still taking everything Suguru gives even after he just came.

Hearing Satoru’s voice tremble, the way he whimpers Suguru’s name, sends a shiver down Suguru’s spine.

The way Satoru still takes everything Suguru is giving, even after coming, is driving Suguru wild. He can feel every tremor, every reaction, and it only makes him want to push Satoru further.

“Fuck, Satoru… you feel incredible,” his voice rough with desire as he keeps thrusting, his movements hard but deliberate, each one designed to draw out Satoru’s pleasure, to keep Satoru right on the edge of that overwhelming sensation.

He leans down, pressing his lips against Satoru’s ear as he whispers, “You’re so perfect like this… just for me. I’m not stopping until you feel every bit of me.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” Satoru responds breathlessly.

“Come inside.” he demanded even.

Those words send a surge of heat through Suguru, pushing him right to the brink. Hearing Satoru beg for him to come inside, breathless and trembling, is all he need to lose control. His thrusts become more intense, each one driving deeper, chasing that release as he grips Satoru’s hips tighter.

“Fuck, Satoru… I’m close,” he groans, voice raw with desire as he bury himself deep inside.

With a final, hard thrust, he feels the rush of release take over, his body shuddering as he spills inside, giving Satoru everything just like asked. "That’s it, babe… take all of me."

“Yes… you feel so warm inside…” Satoru moans in the heat of pleasure.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru as he feels Satoru’s body relax beneath, those moans driving the pleasure even deeper. He can still feel the warmth between them, the intimacy of the moment making everything more intense.

“You feel perfect, Satoru,” he whispers breathlessly, hands still resting on Satoru’s hips, holding Satoru close as they come down from the high together. "You always do."

He stays inside for a moment longer, savoring the closeness, before slowly pulling out, his hands still gently caressing Satoru’s back. "I’m not going anywhere, babe. I’ll take care of you now."

But Satoru is not calling it done, he twists his body, now lying on his back on the bed. He reaches out for his legs, using his arms to pull and lift them open for Suguru.

“Let’s do it again.” he demanded with a smirk, breathless.

A low, appreciative growl escapes Suguru as he watches Satoru open up again, the boldness sending another wave of desire coursing through him. Satoru’s insatiable tonight, and he can’t help but admire the fire in those blue eyes, even after everything they’ve done.

“You really are something else, Satoru,” he murmurs with a smirk, his body already responding to the demand. He crawls back over Satoru, positioning himself between Satoru’s legs, hands sliding down Satoru’s thighs as he leans in, teasing the tip of his cock against Satoru’s entrance.

“If you want it again, then I’ll give it to you… just be ready for me.” Without hesitation, he thrust back inside, slowly at first, letting Satoru feel every inch as he fills Satoru again.

“Go harder, babe.” Satoru grins invitingly. “Make me feel you.”

A wicked grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears those words, the invitation impossible to resist. He tightens his grip on Satoru’s thighs, pushing Satoru’s legs further apart, giving himself more room to take Satoru harder, just like asked.

"You want it harder, huh?" he growls, voice thick with desire as he pull back and thrust deep inside again, this time with more force. "I’ll make sure you feel every bit of me, Satoru."

The movements grow faster, each thrust harder and deeper than the last, driving into Satoru with an intensity that leaves no room for teasing. The sound of their bodies moving together fills the room, and Suguru leans down, lips brushing against Satoru’s as he murmurs, "You feel so damn good... I’m going to give you everything."

Satoru’s voice keeps getting louder with each thrust moaning Suguru’s name.

“I want it.” he says feeling the mix of pain and pleasure as Suguru become rough with him.

“Fuck Suguru…” it didn’t take long that Suguru’s hitting the good spots again and he’s slowly growing hard.

Hearing those moans, the way Satoru calls his name, only drives Suguru to go harder. Each thrust is more intense. The way Satoru’s body responds to him, the way Satoru is growing hard again, tells him just how much Satoru want this, and it sends a thrill through him.

“Fuck, Satoru… you feel so good,” his voice raw with desire as he keep thrusting deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside with every movement. He can feel Satoru tightening around him, the heat between them building to a fever pitch.

He leans down, pressing his lips to Satoru’s neck, biting softly as he picks up the pace, determined to push Satoru right back to the edge. “You’re close again, aren’t you? Come for me, Satoru… I want to feel you.”

“I’m close Suguru…” Satoru answers breathless shutting his eyes close, feeling the sensation more.

He reached down, fisting himself, each stroke to his cock is adding to the sensation surging through him.

Feeling Satoru’s body tighten around and watching Satoru stroke himself in sync with his thrusts, sends Suguru into overdrive. The way Satoru’s voice breaks with pleasure, the desperation in those moans, pushes him right to the edge with Satoru.

“Come for me, Satoru,” his voice rough and breathless as he drives harder, each thrust intensifying the moment.

“It feels so good… I’m gonna come…” Satoru didn’t last long and come again hard.

The sight of Satoru losing himself in the pleasure, coming hard again, has Suguru right there with him.

The way Satoru’s body reacts, clenching tightly around him, pushes Suguru over the edge. With a moan, he follows into release, burying himself deep inside one last time as he spills into Satoru, the heat of their bodies mingling in the aftermath.

“Fuck, babe…” he breathes out, collapsing gently beside Satoru, utterly spent. "You’re unbelievable."

Satoru wraps his arms over Suguru’s shoulder in an embrace. Their heart beats racing in sync together.

“Suguru you’re amazing.” Satoru catch his breath as he presses soft kisses on Suguru’s neck.

Suguru smile against Satoru’s skin, feeling the warmth of the embrace and those soft kisses. His heart is still pounding, matching the rhythm of Satoru’s, and he let out a contented sigh, holding Satoru close.

“You’re the amazing one, Satoru,” he murmurs, turning his head slightly to kiss Satoru’s temple. “You drive me wild every time.”

He gently run his hand down Satoru’s back, savoring the closeness, completely lost in the moment. "I could stay like this with you forever."

But Satoru didn’t want to stay like that.

He shifted their position, now with Satoru riding on top.

“Let’s do it again.” He demanded insatiable.

“Unless you’re already pass your limit.” he smirks teasingly.

A deep, amused chuckle escapes Suguru, that boldness and insatiable hunger igniting something in him once again. His eyes narrow playfully as he takes in the sight of Satoru, ready for more despite everything they’ve already done.

“Pass my limit?” he smirks, gripping Satoru’s hips firmly as he gaze up. "Babe, you should know better by now. I’m nowhere near done with you."

He leans back slightly, giving Satoru full control, his body already responding to Satoru’s desire. "If you want more, Satoru… then take it. But don’t expect me to hold back once you get started."

Satoru started rocking rubbing Suguru’s cock with his hole. He can still feel his own cock throbbing since he never went down. He keeps rubbing himself to Suguru in a rhythm.

A low groan escapes Suguru, the friction already pushing him to grow hard again.

Satoru leans pressing a heated kiss on Suguru’s lips, inviting Suguru’s tongue for an exchange.

The heat between them is undeniable, Suguru responds eagerly, their tongues intertwining in a heated exchange. The intensity of the kiss matches the desire building between them, and Suguru can feel himself getting harder under Satoru’s teasing movements.

Satoru got complete control now, and Suguru can’t help but grip Satoru’s hips tightly, encouraging as Satoru rock against him. He pulls back from the kiss just enough to whisper, “You’re driving me crazy, Satoru… I’m ready for you again.”

His hands slide down, guiding, waiting for Satoru to take him fully once more. “Come on, babe. Show me what you want.”

Satoru grins knowing what exactly Suguru wants. He lifts himself up, guiding Suguru’s hard cock back to his entrance. Slowly sinking down Suguru’s length; down to the hilt.

“Fuck it’s so deep.” He moans.

“Were you always this big?” He asks teasingly.

A deep groan escapes Suguru, the tightness and warmth of Satoru taking him in all the way to the hilt. Hearing those teasing words, he can’t help but smirk, hands gripping Satoru’s hips firmly as he watches Satoru adjust to the sensation.

"You’ve always taken me so well, babe," his voice thick with pleasure. "But maybe you’re just feeling it more because you can’t get enough tonight."

He thrust his hips up slightly, hitting deeper as he pulls Satoru down onto him, unable to resist the feeling of Satoru wrapped around him so perfectly. “Now, let’s see how much more you can take, Satoru.”

“You’re so big, hard and long… just how I love it.” Satoru says seductively.

And he feels that makes Suguru grow bigger inside. He smirks, “Suguru you just got even bigger inside.”

A low, guttural moan escapes Suguru as he hears those words, the seductive tone making it impossible to hold back. Feeling the way Satoru reacts to every inch of him, knowing how much Satoru loves it, only makes him want more. His grip on Satoru’s hips tightens as he thrust deeper, his body responding to Satoru’s teasing with an almost primal need.

“Fuck, Satoru… you really know how to push me,” he growls, voice thick with desire as he feels himself grow even harder inside. “You’re so tight around me… and it’s driving me insane.”

He thrust up again, harder this time, savoring the way Satoru’s body reacts. "If you love it this much, then let’s see just how much more you can handle."

“Are you underestimating the strongest?” Satoru’s breath hitches a little as he starts to bounce up and down Suguru’s length. “I can take more than this” he says confidently.

A dark grin spreads across Suguru’s face, that confidence only fueling his desire. The sight of Satoru taking him so effortlessly, those words daring him to give more, pushes him to the edge of control.

“I wouldn’t dream of underestimating you, Satoru,” he murmurs, gripping Satoru’s hips tighter, meeting those movements with powerful thrusts from below. “But let’s see just how far the ‘strongest’ can go.”

With each thrust, he drives deeper into Satoru, matching the rhythm and pace, giving exactly what Satoru is asking for. “You want more? Then take it, Satoru. Show me just how much you can handle.”

Satoru increase his own pace. His hands resting on Suguru’s shoulders for support as he lifts himself up and sink down to Suguru’s length all the way.

His cock bounces on the air with the same rhythm.

“Touch me Suguru…” he asks needy.

Watching Satoru move so perfectly on top, that confidence and the sight of Satoru’s cock bouncing in rhythm with their movements, drives Suguru wild. Hearing that needy request, he immediately reach up, one hand wrapping around Satoru’s cock, stroking firmly in sync with Satoru’s movements, while his other hand grips Satoru’s hip tightly, guiding down onto him with every thrust.

“Fuck, Satoru… you feel so good,” his voice thick with desire as he strokes Satoru, feeling that body respond to his touch. He can feel how close Satoru is, and the way Satoru is riding him only makes it harder to hold back.

“Let me take care of you, Satoru… I’ve got you,” he whispers, stroking faster as his hips continue to meet Satoru’s, giving everything Satoru need.

“Your hand feels so good…” Satoru moans as he moves continuously, now with increasing intensity as he chase that release.

“Suguru I think I’m gonna come…”

A deep groan escapes Suguru as he feels Satoru’s movements become more intense, each bounce on his length pushing Satoru closer to the edge. Everything about Satoru is driving him to the brink.

"Come for me, Satoru," his voice thick with pleasure as he tightens his grip on Satoru’s cock, stroking faster to match the intensity of their movements. "I want to feel you lose control."

He thrust up harder, deeper, matching Satoru’s rhythm as he brings Satoru closer and closer to that release. "Let it all out, babe... I’m right there with you."

With just a small whimper, Satoru came hard and thick. His cum spilling on Suguru’s abdomen, the rest dripping on Suguru’s hand.

“Fuck… it feels so good…” he says breathlessly trying to keep moving even slowly, riding his release.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru. Watching Satoru come undone like that, still trying to move even riding out the waves of his own orgasm, sends a surge of pleasure through Suguru.

Suguru’s cock throbs inside Satoru, the tightness and heat driving him closer to the edge.

“You look so good like this, Satoru,” his voice thick with satisfaction as he keeps his hand on Satoru’s cock, stroking gently through the release, while his other hand grips Satoru’s hip, helping maintain that slow, sensual movement.

He can barely hold back any longer, feeling Satoru so tight around. "You’re incredible, Satoru… I’m about to come too," he groans, thrusting up into Satoru one last time, ready to lose himself.

And Satoru knew he has to keep going. He keeps riding Suguru towards that release even though he just came. “Come for me Suguru.”

Hearing those breathless words, feeling how Satoru keeps moving on top for him, pushes Suguru past his limit. His grip on Satoru’s hips tightens, and with a deep, guttural groan, he thrust up one last time, burying himself as deep as he can.

“Fuck, Satoru… I’m coming,” he moans, his body shuddering beneath as he spills inside Satoru, the intense pleasure overwhelming him. He holds Satoru close, feeling the warmth of their body pressed together, his hands trembling slightly from the intensity of it all.

As the waves of release fade, Suguru stays inside for a moment longer, savoring the closeness, his breath heavy and ragged. “You… were incredible,” he murmurs, pulling Satoru down into a soft embrace, completely spent but utterly satisfied.

After catching his breath in Suguru’s embrace, Satoru shifts on his back, still on top as he raises his feet, leg draped over Suguru’s shoulder while his other leg is still spread out.

Giving Suguru a show how the cum trickle out of his hole.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru as he watches Satoru’s body, giving him a perfect view of the way his cum slowly trickles and drip down from Satoru’s hole. The sight alone is enough to stir something primal in him, even as they catch their breath.

"Fuck, Satoru… you look absolutely perfect like that," his voice low and thick with admiration. He reaches out, running his hand gently down Satoru’s raised leg, savoring the moment as he takes in the way Satoru presents so confidently.

He leans forward slightly, pressing a kiss to Satoru’s ankle, eyes never leaving Satoru’s. "You really know how to leave me wanting more, don’t you?"

“Then, do me again.” Satoru demanded. Like it’s his goal to wear Suguru out tonight.

“Teach me Suguru…” he started, still catching his breath. “Which positions you love from the Kama Sutra.” he asks seductively, voice almost like a whisper.

A slow, dark smile spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears that breathless demand, the seductive edge in Satoru’s voice igniting something deep within him. That challenge, the way Satoru wants more, even after everything, only pushes him further. He leans down, brushing his lips against Satoru’s leg, trailing soft kisses up the thigh as he takes in the intensity of the request.

"You want to explore that, huh?" his voice low and filled with desire. "You really are insatiable tonight, Satoru."

He moves closer, positioning himself between Satoru’s legs as he gently pulls that body up against his, lips hovering near Satoru’s ear. "Let me teach you a few of my favorites, then... one position at a time."

“Guide me babe, introduce me to each position you love.” Satoru responded in a whisper close to Suguru’s ear before biting.

A shiver runs down Suguru’s spine as he feels Satoru’s teeth graze his ear, that whisper sending a rush of excitement through him.

Suguru let out a low, satisfied hum, loving the way Satoru is giving himself over to the experience, ready to explore every bit of what Suguru wanted to show him.

"Let’s start with this... and I’ll show you just how much more you can handle." With a deep, deliberate kiss on Satoru’s neck, he shifts them into one of the Kama Sutra’s most intimate positions, keeping Satoru close and connected, ready to push the boundaries of pleasure together.

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With a deep, deliberate kiss on Satoru’s neck, Suguru shifts them into one of the Kama Sutra’s most intimate positions, keeping Satoru close and connected, ready to push the boundaries of pleasure together.

"Alright, Satoru," he murmurs, voice deep with desire. "Let's start with something intimate... The Lotus."

He guides Satoru gently, sitting up and pulling Satoru into his lap, Satoru’s legs wrapping around his waist as he holds Satoru close. Their bodies are completely connected, and Suguru can feel every movement, every reaction. His hands slide up Satoru’s back, pulling closer so their chest pressed against each other, their foreheads touching. He keeps his gaze locked with those blue eyes, the closeness intensifying everything.

"This is all about feeling each other, moving together slowly," he whispers, voice full of heat. He thrust up into Satoru gently, the angle perfect for hitting every sensitive spot. "How does this feel, Satoru?"

“Feels intimate. The closest I’ve been with you.” Satoru whispers in Suguru’s ear, pressing a soft kiss on his neck.

A deep, contented hum escapes Suguru as Satoru press that soft kiss, those words sinking into him.

There’s something about this position, the closeness, the intimacy, that makes it feel like they’re connected in a way beyond just the physical.

"Yeah, it is… it’s like we’re completely one," he murmurs, hands sliding up Satoru’s back, holding tightly against him. Each movement is slow and deliberate, letting them feel every inch of each other, savoring the closeness.

Suguru leans in, kissing Satoru softly on the lips, voice barely above a whisper. "I love being like this with you, Satoru. You’re everything to me."

“And you’d always be my one and only.” Satoru replied waiting for the next movement.

Hearing those words, a soft smile touches Suguru’s lips, his heart swelling with that deep connection between them. He holds Satoru close for a moment, savoring the weight of those words and the closeness of their bodies.

"Always, Satoru," he whispers, voice filled with both desire and affection.

With that, Suguru shift slightly, adjusting Satoru’s hips, ready to introduce the next position—The Cowgirl. Guiding Satoru’s hands to his chest as he leans back slightly, giving Satoru control as he straddles. His hands grip Satoru’s hips, helping set the pace, his eyes locking onto those mesmerizing blue eyes.

“Now, show me how you take control, Satoru.” he smirks, watching, completely captivated by the way Satoru move above.

Satoru grinds on Suguru while still inside. His cock also brushing on Suguru’s abdomen.

“Did you just confessed you love it every time I ride you?” Satoru points out. “Did I just find a weakness?” he smirks teasingly.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru, those teasing words hitting just the right note. The sensation of Satoru’s cock brushing against his abdomen as Satoru moves, along with the way Satoru is taking control, sends a shiver of pleasure through him.

“You might have found one, babe,” he murmurs with a smirk, voice rough with desire. “I do love watching you ride me… there’s something about the way you take control that drives me crazy.”

He meets Satoru’s teasing gaze, hands guiding the movements, encouraging Satoru to go faster. “But don’t think I’m giving up control that easily. You’ve just got me right where I want you.”

Satoru chuckles, “Is that so?”

He continues grinding with a mix of bouncing watching if Suguru wants to introduce a different position soon.

Suguru let out a soft groan, the combination sending a wave of pleasure through him. Watching Satoru takes control like this has him fully lost in the moment, but he knows Satoru is waiting for what comes next. He grins up, eyes filled with a mix of challenge and desire.

“You’re doing too well, Satoru,” he murmurs with a smirk, feeling Satoru pushes him to the limit. "But let me show you something different."

He shifts slightly, guiding Satoru as he rolls them over, bringing Satoru underneath without ever pulling out. He angles Satoru’s legs up, positioning for The Anvil, where he’s in control again, thrusting into Satoru with a new depth.

“This one’s a bit deeper… tell me how it feels,” his lips brushing against Satoru’s as he starts moving inside, slowly building the intensity.

“Fuck… Suguru you’re so deep.” Satoru moans as his breath hitches that he can’t even tease Suguru anymore.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru as he feels Satoru’s body react, hearing that moan and knowing he has hit that perfect spot. Satoru’s breathless voice, the way he hears his name come out from those lips, drives him wild, pushing him to go even deeper, thrusting harder to give everything.

“I can feel how much you love it,” his voice low and rough with desire as he leans down, pressing their foreheads together. "I want you to feel every inch of me, Satoru."

With each thrust, he pushes deeper, hitting that spot again and again, the intensity of the position making everything more overwhelming. He watches Satoru’s reactions, completely lost in the pleasure as he continues to move inside. "You’re taking me so well, Satoru… just let go for me."

“No…” Satoru whimpers not ready to let go.

“Make the pleasure last… please…” he begs needy wanting to explore other positions Suguru loves.

Hearing Satoru beg like that, that needy whimper escaping those lips, makes Suguru pause for a moment, savoring the intensity of Satoru’s desire. A deep, satisfied smirk spreads across his face as he slows his movements, making the pleasure last just like asked. He leans down, kissing Satoru softly, voice a low whisper against Satoru’s lips.

“You want to make this last, huh?” his hands gently caressing Satoru’s hips. "I’ll give you everything, Satoru. Let’s explore it all."

With that, Suguru shift again, pulling Satoru up as he guides them into The Seated Yab-Yum position. He sits back, pulling Satoru into his lap with Satoru’s legs wrapped around him. Their bodies are pressed tightly together, allowing for slow, deliberate movements, every thrust deep and controlled, letting them savor every second of it.

“This one’s all about the connection, Satoru. Feel every inch of me,” he whispers, holding Satoru close as they move together, the sensation overwhelming in its intimacy.

“I love this one too. Like lotus.” Satoru says breath hot on Suguru’s neck. “We’re so close like this.”

A soft, satisfied hum escapes Suguru as those words whispers against his neck, Satoru’s breath hot and full of affection. He holds Satoru even tighter, savoring the closeness and the way their bodies move together so perfectly.

“Yeah, just like Lotus,” his voice low and tender. “It’s like we’re completely in sync… nothing else matters.”

He runs his hands slowly up Satoru’s back, feeling every inch of that skin as he keeps the rhythm slow, deliberate, letting the pleasure build without rushing it. Each movement, each breath feels more intimate than the last, and he press a soft kiss to Satoru’s shoulder, savoring the closeness.

“You feel so perfect, Satoru. I could stay like this with you forever.”

“Does that mean you never want to pull out?” Satoru was back on teasing.

Suguru chuckles softly, the teasing edge in that voice bringing a playful grin to his face. "You know me too well, Satoru," he murmurs, hands gripping Satoru’s hips gently as he presses his body closer to Satoru’s. "Why would I ever want to pull out when it feels this good?"

He smirks, meeting Satoru’s teasing with his own as he thrust up slowly, deliberately. "But if you keep teasing me like that, I might never let you go."

Satoru chuckles, “what’s next?”

A wicked grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears that playful question. “You’re ready for more, huh?” he murmurs, shifting beneath Satoru as he thinks of the next position to introduce.

With a smooth movement, Suguru gently guide Satoru to lay back as he repositions himself, pulling Satoru’s legs up over his shoulders for The Plow.

The angle lets Suguru go deep, giving Satoru that intense sensation he loves, while still maintaining the closeness between them.

“This one’s deeper, and I can watch every reaction,” Suguru says with a smirk, slowly pushing back inside. "Tell me how it feels, Satoru."

Satoru moans, “I might also love it when you’re deeper.” he confessed.

Because Suguru always accurately hits Satoru’s prostrate whenever he’s in so deep.

“You’re hitting my prostate just right.” Satoru can even feel the pre-cum started to leak from his tip.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru as he feels Satoru’s body respond, hearing that confession only spurring him on. The way those moans grow louder, and seeing the pre-cum leaking from Satoru’s tip, tells him he has hit the perfect spot.

“Yeah? You love it when I’m deep like this?” his voice rough with desire as he thrust into Satoru, keeping that perfect angle. “I can feel how much you’re enjoying it… and I’m not stopping until I make you come again, Satoru.”

He leans in, pressing harder against Satoru’s prostate with each thrust, watching every reaction, completely focused on driving Satoru to the edge.

Satoru holds on to the sheets as he feels close to the edge again.

“Suguru I’m gonna—” he couldn’t even finish his word and come spilling on his own abdomen.

Suguru feels Satoru’s body tense beneath, Satoru’s release spilling onto his abdomen, and the sight alone pushes Suguru closer to the edge.

A deep groan escapes Suguru as he thrust into Satoru one last time, feeling the way that body tightens around him.

“Fuck, Satoru… you’re incredible,” he murmurs, voice thick with pleasure as he slows down, watching Satoru ride out the orgasm.

Suguru reaches down, running fingers through Satoru’s release on his abdomen, savoring the moment.

Still deep inside, Suguru leans down, pressing a soft kiss to Satoru’s lips. “You’ve taken everything so perfectly, Satoru,” he whispers, breathless but satisfied.

“Show me more.” Satoru demanded breathlessly, like this is becoming more of a Kama Sutra lesson now.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru, both impressed and captivated by that insatiable desire. He presses a lingering kiss to Satoru’s lips before pulling back slightly, eyes dark with amusement and desire. “You really want more, huh? Can’t get enough tonight, can you?”

With a smirk, he shifts them into another position, guiding Satoru into The Standing Yab-Yum. He sits up on his knees, pulling Satoru into his lap as he stands slightly, Satoru’s legs wrapping around his waist while he supports Satoru with his arms. This position gives them both control, a mix of intensity and intimacy.

“This one… allows us to move together," he murmurs, starting slow, letting Satoru adjust to the new angle. "Feel how deep I am this way?"

He thrust slowly but firmly, letting Satoru feel the new sensation as they move together. “How does this one feel, babe?”

“I also love wrapping around your waist, like I’m sitting on your lap.” Satoru grins adding, “That place is mine, I belong there.” Claiming it.

A deep, satisfied grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears those words, the possessiveness in Satoru’s tone sending a thrill through him. “You’re right, Satoru,” his voice low and filled with affection. “You belong right here… this place is all yours.”

He tightens his grip on Satoru’s waist, pulling even closer as he thrust slowly, savoring the way their bodies move together. “No one else will ever have this, Satoru… only you.”

He presses a soft kiss to Satoru’s lips, letting the intimacy of the moment sink in as he continues to move inside, giving Satoru everything.

Satoru return those kisses with soft ones. “What’s next?”

Suguru smiles against Satoru’s lips, loving the way he’s still asking for more, that insatiable curiosity and desire making every moment more intense.

With a playful glint in his eye, Suguru leans back just enough to smirk at Satoru.

“Alright, let’s switch it up again,” he murmurs, carefully guiding Satoru off his lap and turning Satoru around, pulling close as he positions Satoru on all fours for The Dogged Arch position.

He presses up behind Satoru, hands gripping Satoru’s hips as he angles himself to push deep inside.

“This one’s all about control and intensity,” he whispers in Satoru’s ear as he enters slowly, savoring the depth of this new angle. “Let me know how it feels.”

“This is fine too.” Satoru breathes trying to steady himself.

“Tell me Suguru, did you memorize all the Kama Sutra positions for me?” he asks teasingly.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru as he thrust slowly, the teasing tone in that voice making him grin. "What can I say, Satoru?" he murmurs, gripping Satoru’s hips firmly as he leans in close, breath hot against Satoru’s ear. "I like being prepared to give you exactly what you want."

He thrust a little deeper, hitting that perfect spot again, before adding with a smirk, "Besides, with you, I need every advantage I can get."

He moves inside steadily, savoring every reaction, knowing exactly how much Satoru is enjoying this. "But yeah, maybe I did memorize a few just for you."

“And do you think I can handle all those positions?” Satoru smirks.

A wicked grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he thrust deeper, hearing the teasing challenge in Satoru’s voice. "Babe, if anyone can handle it, it’s you," his voice thick with desire. "You’ve proven time and again that you can take whatever I give you."

He leans in closer, breath hot against Satoru’s neck, teasing with a slow, deliberate thrust. "I think you could handle every position in the book and still beg for more, Satoru."

He smirks, watching Satoru’s body react beneath. "But I’ll make sure to push you just enough to find out."

Satoru chuckles softly, “What’s the most intense position for you?” he asks curiously.

A deep, thoughtful hum escapes Suguru as he continues to thrust, savoring the closeness while considering the question. "The most intense?" he repeats, voice low and filled with heat. "That would have to be The Spread Eagle."

He smirks, slowing the pace just a little as he explains, "It’s when I have you completely opened up for me, legs spread wide, while I’m deep inside you. It’s intense because I can watch every single reaction… every little bit of pleasure on your face, and you can feel everything, every inch of me."

He grips Satoru’s hips tighter, teasing with another slow, deliberate thrust. "Want to try it, Satoru?"

“Let’s do it.” Satoru agreed easily. “Though I believe we’ve done this position several times before. It seems to be one of your favorites.”

Suguru chuckles deeply at that easy agreement, loving how well Satoru know him. "You’re right," he murmurs with a smirk, "It is one of my favorites. There's something about seeing you laid out, completely open for me... it's impossible to resist."

He carefully guides Satoru onto his back, spreading his legs wide as Suguru positions between them.

Suguru pushes Satoru’s knees up, giving him the perfect angle to slide back inside. The moment he’s in, he thrust deep, watching Satoru’s face closely for every reaction, savoring how intense it feels for both of them.

"Feels just as good every time, doesn’t it?" he growls softly, hands gripping Satoru’s thighs as he begins to move, the pace slow and deliberate at first, letting Satoru feel the depth of each thrust. "This one never gets old."

“Yeah.” Satoru agreed with a moan feeling Suguru all inside, filling him up. The shame of being completely spread out also added to the sensation.

A deep, satisfied groan escapes Suguru as he sees the way Satoru reacts, that body completely open and vulnerable beneath him. The combination of those moans and that slight hint of shame only intensifies the moment, making every thrust feel even more powerful.

"I can see it in your face, Satoru," his voice rough with desire as he thrust deeper, keeping Satoru’s legs spread wide. "You love this, don’t you? The way I have you completely laid out for me… all mine."

He leans down, pressing his body closer, making sure Satoru feels every inch of him inside. "You look perfect like this, Satoru. Let me hear you."

“Suguru it feels good…” Satoru keeps moaning with each thrust.

Hearing those breathless moans, the way Satoru says his name, only drives him further. He thrust deeper, pace steady and controlled, savoring every sound Satoru makes.

The sight of Satoru completely spread out beneath him, moaning with every movement, is almost too much to handle.

“You feel so damn good, Satoru,” he groans, gripping Satoru’s thighs tighter as he thrust harder, wanting to push Satoru even further into that pleasure. “I love the way you react to every inch of me.”

He leans down, pressing his lips to Satoru in a heated kiss, letting the intensity between them build. "I want you to come again for me, Satoru… I’m not stopping until you do."

But Satoru is already in his own world, feeling the pleasure surging through him. “I think I’m almost—“ and Satoru come spilling on his stomach.

Feeling Satoru’s body tense and hearing those moans as he reaches his climax, sends a deep thrill through Suguru.

 Satoru’s cock keeps pulsing that he has to reach out to stroke himself.

Suguru watches, completely captivated, as Satoru stroke himself to release every last drop. But seeing Satoru like this, knowing how much more they can explore, keeps the fire burning inside him.

Satoru was still catching his breath, but Suguru wasn’t done with the Kama Sutra.

Suguru slows his movements just enough to let Satoru catch a breath, but he’s far from done. With a dark, satisfied grin, he leans down, breath hot against Satoru’s ear as he whispers, "You’ve come so beautifully, Satoru… but we’re not finished yet."

He shifts their position again, guiding Satoru’s legs to wrap around his waist for The Tortoise. It’s a more controlled position, one that lets him stay deep inside while keeping the intensity going. He smirks, eyes filled with desire as he continue moving inside.

“Let’s see how much more you can take, Satoru."

Satoru reaches out to Suguru for an embrace still shaking from orgasm. “You’re driving me crazy…”

Suguru pulls Satoru into a tight embrace, feeling that body trembling against him, those words sending a rush of satisfaction through him. "That’s the idea, babe," his lips brushing against Satoru’s ear as he holds Satoru close, savoring the warmth between them.

He slows the movements for a moment, letting Satoru breathe while still staying connected, his hands gently caressing Satoru’s back. "You drive me just as crazy, Satoru… watching you fall apart like this for me."

He presses a soft kiss to Satoru’s temple, holding tight as the intensity lingers between them. "But if you need more, I’ll keep going… I’ll give you everything."

“Keep going…” Satoru responds breathlessly wondering how many positions are there.

A deep chuckle escapes Suguru as he hears that breathless demand, Satoru’s insatiable desire fueling his own. “Of course, babe… I’m nowhere near done with you,” he murmurs, smirking as he holds Satoru close.

Suguru shifts Satoru gently into the next position, The Reclining Lotus. With Satoru lying back, legs still wrapped around him, he can maintain a deep, controlled pace, but this time with a bit more intensity. The angle lets Suguru thrust deeper while keeping that intimate connection between them.

“There are plenty of positions left for us to explore,” his voice low and filled with desire as he starts moving again, pushing deep inside. “And I’m going to show you every single one.”

Suguru watches Satoru’s face, loving the way he responds to every movement. “Let’s see how much more you can take, Satoru.”

Satoru can only keep moaning Suguru’s name thinking how much he has come already but his body keeps responding growing hard again.

Hearing Satoru moan his name, watching that body respond so perfectly even after everything, sends a surge of pleasure through Suguru. The sight of Satoru growing hard again, despite how many times he has already come, only drives him to push further.

"Your body’s incredible, Satoru," he groans, thrusting deeper, pace steady and controlled as he feels Satoru tightening around him. "You keep getting harder for me… it’s like you can’t get enough."

He leans down, kissing Satoru hard, hand sliding down to stroke Satoru’s cock, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. "I want to see you come for me again… let’s see just how far you can go."

“That’s your fault!” Satoru blames Suguru as he feels the sensation of taking it on the back and Suguru’s hand stroking him, sends electric through his body. He grabs to Suguru’s shoulder for support.

A deep, satisfied laugh escapes Suguru hearing that playful accusation, loving the way Satoru’s body responds to every touch. “If this is my fault, babe, then I’ll gladly take the blame,” grinning as he feels Satoru’s grip tighten on his shoulder.

Without missing a beat, Suguru shift them into The Cradle position. He sits back on his heels, holding Satoru in his lap with Satoru’s legs wrapped around his waist. This way, he can thrust deep while keeping Satoru close, allowing them to move together in perfect sync. His hands grip Satoru’s hips, guiding the movements as he gaze up.

“Now, let’s see how much more you can take,” he whispers, thrusting up with a slow, deliberate pace, hands still stroking Satoru as he savors the way Satoru moves on top.

Satoru throws himself to Suguru’s embrace wrapping his arms around Suguru. Breath ragged on Suguru’s neck.

Satoru can’t even move to support Suguru as he thrust.

“When did you even learn the Kama Sutra?” Satoru wonders thinking if Suguru was that curious in high school even though Satoru was the one who questioned back then why Suguru was not touching him.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru feeling Satoru’s breath hot against his neck, their body pressed tightly together. The memory of their high school days, when Satoru asked why he wasn’t touching, makes him smile as he thrust deeper, supporting Satoru’s weight with ease.

“Let’s just say… I’ve always been a fast learner,” he murmurs teasingly, voice low and breathless. “I wanted to make sure I’d know exactly how to drive you crazy when the time came.”

He holds Satoru close, movements steady as he continues to thrust, feeling how completely Satoru have surrendered to him. “But I guess I didn’t need the Kama Sutra back then to know how much I wanted you, Satoru. I’ve always wanted you.”

He kisses the side of Satoru’s neck softly, hands gripping Satoru’s hips to guide as Satoru tremble in his arms. "And now, I can give you everything you deserve."

“God Suguru…” Satoru mutters almost like a prayer.

Hearing that voice so breathless and filled with emotion, his name on Satoru’s lips like that, sends a shiver through Suguru. With a deep, satisfied smile, he shifts their position again, making sure to keep the intensity high but always mindful of the connection between them.

Suguru guides Satoru onto his side for The Sidewinder, lying close behind him, their bodies pressed together, allowing Suguru to thrust deep while keeping the intimacy.

Suguru wrap his arm around Satoru’s waist, holding Satoru close as he moves inside, breath hot against Satoru’s ear.

"Just relax, Satoru," his voice low and tender as he thrust slowly but deeply. "I’ve got you."

“Wait… Suguru…” the words slip out of Satoru’s mouth when he feels close to the edge again.

Hearing that breathless plea, Suguru can feel the intensity rising between them. But the way Satoru’s body responds, trembling with need, only drives him to push further. His grip tightens around Satoru’s waist, every thrusts deep and deliberate, refusing to stop. Like he’s dedicated to push Satoru to the limits.

“I know, Satoru… I can feel how close you are,” his voice rough with desire. “But I’m not stopping until I’ve taken you over the edge again.”

He keeps his pace steady, hitting that perfect spot inside Satoru with each thrust, determined to push Satoru to the limit.

Suguru’s hand slides down Satoru’s body, stroking him in sync with the movements. “Just let go for me, babe… come one more time.”

“Fuck…” Satoru exhale sharply, couldn’t keep his voice down.

It didn’t take long, and he was coming trembling, but there’s no cum going out. He grasps the sheets as he had a dry orgasm.

Feeling Satoru’s body tremble beneath, as Satoru reach his limit, even without releasing, sends a surge of satisfaction through Suguru.

Suguru slows his thrusts just enough to savor the way Satoru’s body shakes with pleasure, knowing he has pushed Satoru to a dry orgasm.

“God, Satoru… you’re incredible,” his voice thick with admiration and desire as he holds Satoru close, feeling their breaths ragged against each other. He stays deep inside, letting the sensation linger as Satoru’s body relaxes from the intensity.

He presses a soft kiss to the back of Satoru’s neck, stroking Satoru’s side gently. “I’ve got you, Satoru,” he whispers, slowing his movements to give Satoru a moment to catch a breath, even though his still not ready to stop.

Satoru gasp when he feels the shift of their position again.

He’s the one who started it, but it seems Suguru is the one taking it further.

A low chuckle escapes Suguru as he feels that gasp, fully aware that he’s the one driving things now. Satoru’s body has been so responsive, and he can’t help but push further, even though Satoru’s the one who started this game.

“I did warn you, Satoru,” he murmurs with a smirk, shifting Satoru into The Crouching Tiger position, bringing Satoru’s knees up as he angle Satoru’s body for even deeper thrusts.

Suguru holds Satoru’s hips firmly, his eyes filled with desire as he moves inside, slow but deliberate, making sure Satoru feels every inch.

"You started this… but I’m going to finish it," he growls softly, leaning in close, breath hot against Satoru’s ear. "Let’s see just how far I can take you, Satoru."

“Suguru…” Satoru swallowed; his head feels hazy with his ragged breathing.

Hearing Satoru says his name like that, Satoru’s voice thick with exhaustion and desire, sends a jolt through Suguru. The way Satoru responds to every thrust, the heat between them, makes it impossible to hold back.

“Fuck, Satoru…” he growls, his own breath ragged now as he keeps pushing, movements becoming more intense, each thrust bringing him closer to his own release.

Satoru glance back, seeing Suguru biting his lower lip knowing he’s the one on edge this time.

Suguru meets Satoru’s gaze, knowing Satoru can see the desperation in his eyes. "You’ve pushed me to my limit too, Satoru… I’m about to come," he whispers, gripping Satoru’s hips tighter as he thrust one last time, feeling that final rush of pleasure overwhelm him.

With a deep, guttural moan, he spills inside Satoru, shuddering as he finally releases, holding Satoru close as the intensity of it all washes over them both.

Satoru can feel Suguru breathing heavily after the release.  And when he thought they’re done, Suguru prove him wrong by shifting to a new position.

A dark, satisfied smirk spreads across Suguru’s face as he feels Satoru’s body relax beneath, only to shift Satoru into another position. He can tell Satoru’s surprised, maybe even thinking he was done, but he’s far from finished. Satoru’s body, so responsive, has pushed him to keep going.

With a soft grunt, he guides Satoru onto his side for The Side Saddle position, where Suguru can keep the intensity going while giving Satoru a slightly different angle.

He holds Satoru close, hands firmly on Satoru’s hips as he moves inside again, keeping the pace slow but deliberate.

“You didn’t really think I was done, did you, Satoru?” he whispers teasingly, breath still ragged from release. “I want to see how far I can take you tonight… every last bit of you.”

Even though he has already come, the desire to push Satoru further, to completely wear Satoru out, keeps him moving inside. "Let’s see just how much more you can handle."

“How many positions are even there?” It’s crazy how they shifted many different positions, and it seems there’s more. Satoru can no longer think clearly.

Maybe it was wrong that he mentioned Kama Sutra.

But his body keeps responding growing hard each time for Suguru.

Suguru chuckles softly, sensing both the amazement and exhaustion in Satoru as they shift yet again, the heat between them seemingly endless. "There’s plenty, Satoru," his voice low and teasing. "And it seems like your body wants to try them all."

He can feel Satoru growing hard again, and it only fuels his desire to keep going. "You should’ve known when you brought up the Kama Sutra, I’d take it all the way," he smirks, pressing deeper into Satoru as he maintains their rhythm.

"But if you want me to stop," he whispers against Satoru’s ear, "you’re going to have to beg for it."

Satoru bites his lips shut remembering how he said earlier he’s not begging tonight.

And maybe that just push Suguru to take it far, to push Satoru to the point of begging.

A knowing grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he feels Satoru’s hesitation, remembering the bold declaration earlier. He can see the conflict in those blue eyes, and that only drives him further. The challenge of pushing Satoru to that point, of making Satoru beg after all, sends a thrill through him.

Without hesitation, he shifts them again, pulling Satoru into The Bridge position, lifting Satoru’s hips high while he thrust with a new intensity. This angle lets him go deeper, hitting all the right spots, and he keeps his pace slow but relentless, determined to wear Satoru down.

“You said you wouldn’t beg, Satoru,” he murmurs with a smirk as he moves inside. “But we’ll see how long you can hold out.”

He thrust harder, knowing Satoru’s close to that edge again, savoring every moan and twitch of that body. “Let’s see how strong you really are.”

Satoru grip the sheets moaning in every thrust. He can feel Suguru inside growing harder.

Hearing those moans and feeling that body responds to every thrust only makes Suguru want Satoru more. He can feel himself growing harder inside Satoru, the desire to push Satoru further driving him to the edge once again.

"You feel that, don’t you?" he growls softly, voice thick with desire as he thrust deeper, his movements deliberate and intense. "I’m not done with you, Satoru. I want every last bit of you tonight."

With each thrust, he watches Satoru’s body tremble beneath, knowing he’s getting closer to breaking that resolve Satoru keeps holding on. "You’re doing so good, Satoru… but let’s see if you’ll still hold out."

“God…” Satoru exhales sharply with the intensity, like Suguru is the lord he’s praying to.

A low, satisfied chuckle escapes Suguru as he hears that breathless exclamation, almost like a prayer. The way that body reacts, how completely Satoru have surrendered to the pleasure, drives him to push even further. Without hesitation, he shifts them into The Dolphin position, angling Satoru’s hips up just right to go even deeper.

In this position, Suguru can maintain that intensity, thrusting into Satoru with powerful, deliberate movements that hit every sensitive spot.

Suguru’s hands grip Satoru’s hips firmly keeping him steady, savoring the way he moans with each thrust.

“You’re doing so well, Satoru,” his voice thick with desire as he leans in close. “But you’re still holding out, aren’t you? Let’s see how much more you can take.”

“Suguru… I don’t think I can come anymore…” Satoru finally say breathlessly, remembering how he just had a dry orgasm. Still— his cock is standing hard with every thrust.

A dark, satisfied grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he hears Satoru’s breathless confession. Despite everything, that body still responds, Satoru’s cock still hard, even after reaching that point. He slows his thrusts for just a moment, leaning down to whisper in Satoru’s ear.

"Even if you think you can’t come, your body still wants more," his voice deep and filled with desire. "You’ve pushed yourself so far, Satoru, and I love seeing you like this."

He begins thrusting again, slow but deep, savoring every reaction from Satoru. "But don’t worry, Satoru… I’m not going to stop until I’ve taken every bit of you."

Suguru’s hands slide up Satoru’s body, feeling the way he trembles beneath. "Let’s see just how far I can push you, even if you don’t think you can come again."

Satoru can feel the pleasure building again putting him on edge.

But it’s a different feeling this time.

“Suguru stop…” Satoru can feel like he’s going to pee, and it reminds him how Suguru have pushed him before, making him squirt.

The way Satoru’s body trembles, and the urgency in that voice, only pushes Suguru further.

“You’re gonna make me squirt…” Satoru murmurs.

He twisted his body to the right grabbing the sheets to get away from Suguru.

Suguru knows exactly what’s coming, and the thought of making Satoru squirt drives him wild. As Satoru try to twist away, he grabs Satoru’s hips firmly, pulling Satoru back to him, refusing to let Satoru escape.

"You’re not getting away from me, Satoru," his voice thick with determination as he shifts Satoru into The Ballerina position, holding Satoru close while he thrust in deeply. "I want to see you completely let go."

Suguru angles Satoru’s hips just right, knowing this position will push Satoru over the edge, his movements slow but powerful as he feels that body tighten beneath. "Don’t hold back, Satoru… just let it happen. I want every drop."

Satoru’s hand instinctively grabs Suguru’s arm when he feels Suguru reaches out to stroke his cock determined to have him squirting under.

“Suguru…” Satoru whimpers breathlessly, a tear forming in his eye that Suguru can’t see from behind.

He breathes heavily moaning louder as he gives in, squirting on the sheets. “Fuck you…” he cursed trembling in embarrassment for dirtying the sheets.

A deep, primal growl escapes Suguru as he feels Satoru’s body give in completely, the tension building until he finally let go.

The sensation of Satoru squirting beneath him, that body trembling, sends a powerful wave of satisfaction through Suguru. The fact that Satoru cursed in frustration and embarrassment only fuels the intensity of the moment.

He tightens his grip on Satoru’s hips, stilling his movements for a moment as he leans down, pressing a soft kiss to Satoru’s shoulder, breath hot against that fair skin, now flushed pink with the intensity of the pleasure. "Fuck, Satoru… you’re incredible," his voice thick with admiration and desire.

He can feel the embarrassment in Satoru’s body as it trembles, but he presses closer, holding Satoru gently. "Don’t be embarrassed, babe," he whispers, stroking Satoru’s back tenderly. "You’re perfect… and I love every single part of you, especially when you give yourself over to me like this."

With a soft chuckle, he adds, "We’ll deal with the sheets later. Right now, I just want you."

Satoru gasp when Suguru shifted the position again, like it’s never ending.

A wicked grin spreads across Suguru’s face as he pulls Satoru to the edge of the bed, positioning him perfectly for The Plough while Suguru stands on the floor.

The new angle lets Suguru go even deeper, and the sight of Satoru sprawled out in front of him, still trembling from the release, only drives him further.

“You thought we were done, didn’t you, Satoru?” his voice low and filled with desire as he thrust in again, the grip on Satoru’s hips firm, making sure Satoru feels every inch. “I’m going to take every last bit of you tonight.”

The intensity of the position, the way Satoru’s body responds, makes it impossible to hold back. Each thrust is slow but deliberate, pushing deeper and deeper, as he savors the way Satoru trembles beneath him.

“You’re doing so good, Satoru… just hold on a little longer.”

“I can’t anymore…” Satoru breathe heavily grasping the sheets.

“Suguru please…” he cries begging.

But this time, Suguru is the one who wants to get there. Satoru have come many times and Suguru thinks it’s only fair that he holds it so Suguru can come too.

Hearing Satoru beg, that voice trembling with exhaustion, only spurs Suguru on, knowing just how far he has pushed Satoru. But now, it's his turn. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrust deeper, feeling the heat build between them.

“I know, babe… I know,” he murmurs, voice thick with desire as he holds Satoru close, the need to reach his own release driving him. “Just a little longer… hold on for me. You’re the strongest, right Satoru?”

He can feel his own release approaching, the way Satoru’s body responds to every thrust pushing him closer. His grip tightens on Satoru’s hips, and he leans down, pressing his forehead against Satoru’s back as he thrust harder, chasing that final rush of pleasure.

"Fuck, Satoru… I’m almost there," he moans, pace quickening as he pushes himself over the edge. With one last deep thrust, he spills inside Satoru, his body shuddering as he finally releases, his breath coming in heavy, satisfied gasps.

“Thank you for holding Satoru…” he whispers, holding Satoru close as the intensity fades.

They slump on the bed. Satoru can feel Suguru’s heart still racing when Suguru’s body is pressed on his back.

As Suguru gently flips Satoru over, positioning more comfortably on the bed, his eyes catch sight of the tears on Satoru’s face, and his heart clenches. The intensity of everything they shared must have been overwhelming, and seeing those tears, Suguru realize just how much Satoru have given himself tonight.

“Babe… Satoru...,” he whispers softly, brushing Satoru’s cheek gently with his thumb, wiping away the tears as he leans down to press a tender kiss to Satoru’s forehead. “I didn’t mean to push you that far.”

He pulls Satoru into his arms, holding close, his voice filled with quiet affection. “You were incredible, Satoru. But I’m here now. Just relax, okay?”

He strokes Satoru’s back gently, their bodies still pressed close, his heart still racing as he try to bring them both down from the high. “I’ve got you. Let’s take a moment to breathe.”

“You’re the real monster this Halloween huh.” Satoru says as Suguru pulls him closer. Still catching his breath, coming down from the intensity of it all.

“I guess I’m in love with that monster.” He wraps his hands around Suguru as they both relax comfortably on bed.

A soft chuckle escapes Suguru holding Satoru close, the warmth of their body against each other making everything feel right.

“Guess I played the part a little too well, huh?” Suguru teases gently, pressing a kiss to the top of Satoru’s head. “But you’re the only one who could ever love this monster.”

Suguru feels the warmth of Satoru, and he tightens his embrace, letting the quiet intimacy settle over them as they both relax into the moment. "And I’m in love with you, Satoru… every bit of you."

With a contented sigh, Suguru rest his head against Satoru’s, the rhythm of their hearts slowly syncing as they lay there together, enjoying the comfort and closeness.