MDNI ' โ soft morning after sex with toru.
the sun barely touches the curtains when you wake, tangled in him. satoru's arm is heavy across your waist, his breath warm against the back of your neck, slow and steady like the whole night healed him. he stirs when you shift, pressing a lazy kiss to your shoulder.
โalready awake?โ his voice is rough, scratchy with sleep, and somehow that makes you shiver.
โcouldnโt sleep,โ you whisper.
he hums, dragging his nose along your skin, and suddenly you feel him hard against your thigh. even half-asleep, heโs needy for you.
โbaby,โ he groans, pulling you closer.
his hand slips beneath the blanket, finding your bare hip, fingertips tracing circles that turn into slow squeezes. you gasp, and thatโs all it takes โ heโs already kissing your neck, soft but hungry, murmuring against your skin: โlet me have you again. please. just once more.โ
he rolls you onto your back, hovering over you, his hair messy, eyes half-lidded but burning. the morning light spills across him like gold, and you think youโve never seen him more beautiful.
he kisses you slow, deep, like heโs savoring you this time. no rush, just worship. his dirty talk is softer now, half-whispered between breaths: โso sweet. so warm. fuck, i could stay inside you forever.โ
when he pushes into you, itโs unhurried โ a steady, delicious stretch that makes you sigh into his mouth. he groans like heโs unraveling, forehead pressing to yours. โthere it is. my perfect girl. you take me so good.โ
his thrusts are lazy, deep, each one dragging a moan from you. he keeps kissing you, murmuring every thought like itโs holy: โlook at you. love you so much. never gonna stop. youโre mine, you hear me? mine.โ
you cling to him, nails in his shoulders, legs wrapping tight around his waist. the bed creaks softly but it doesnโt matter โ itโs slow, intimate, like the world doesnโt exist outside this room.
when you cum, itโs quieter than last night โ just sharp gasps and his name spilling from your lips. he watches you, utterly undone, and follows right after, groaning into your mouth, hips stuttering as he fills you.
he collapses onto you with a laugh, pressing messy kisses along your cheek, your jaw, your nose. โmorning ruined,โ he teases, voice still wrecked. โweโre never getting out of bed now.โ
you swat at him, but he only grins, tucking you tight against his chest.
and as the sun climbs higher, you fall back asleep in his arms, still connected, still his โ wrapped in a morning that feels like forever.