⊹ summary: three months have passed since satoru said he needed a break from you. so what will you do when he arrives at your door at 9PM with your favorite flowers, and suddenly ends up between your legs?
⊹ cw: f!reader, smut, piv, spit, creampie, slight overstim, unprotected sex, praise kink, not proofread (SORRY :/)
3 months. It’s been 3 long, excruciating months since you and Satoru broke up.
In those 3 months, you’ve tried to move on. You tried getting yourself back out there, just to ultimately realize you can’t live without the white haired man. To the memories of him making you pancakes smothered in strawberries early in the morning, to him in between your thighs whispering words of praise after a long day at work.
Those four words that were muttered to you the night of Suguru’s birthday party replay in your head every moment of the day.
In his defense, he says life was starting to be too much for him, and he needed to let you go. That never made any sense to you, though. When you went through tough times, you never thought letting him go would make you feel better; if anything, you needed him. It sucks, in all actuality, but you can help but think about what you could’ve done, or what you should’ve did.
Even after all he put you through, you can’t seem to wrap your head around the fact that he’s currently in between your legs, fucking you like its the last day on Earth.
To be fair, you don’t know how it happened– well, you do. He came knocking at your door at 9 PM, soaked from the rain outside with a bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand. He just happened to walk inside of your house and trip and slid right into your pussy. At least that’s what you’re telling yourself.
You weren’t easy per se, but when it comes to Satoru, you have the biggest soft spot for him. You wonder if he knows how much you’ve missed him, and how badly you’ve been yearning to see him. You wonder if he still loves yo– You’re ripped from your thoughts as the white haired man talks into your ear.
“Fuck baby– you feel so fucking good. I missed this pussy,” he grunts in your ear, kissing your neck.
Satoru comes back up, kissing you on the lips. He moans into the kiss, releasing all the pent-up emotions he was holding back. He places a hand on your face, breaking away from the kiss. He squeezes your cheeks, forcing your mouth open.
“Been so long since I’ve done this, huh?” he mumbled, spitting in your mouth. “Be a good girl and swallow it f’me?”
You swallow it, the act making your pussy flutter around him.
A deep gutteral moan rips from Satoru’s throat, his cock throbbing inside of you. He picks up the pace, each thrust hard and deep. His hand snakes between your thighs, applying pressure on your clit as he rubs it.
“Cum all over my cock baby, come on I know you can do it,” he whispers in your ear. He pulled out almost all the way, then snapped his hips forward again. "That's it, baby, look at you."
His diamond-like eyes stare into yours, his face contorts as he almost reaches his climax. His thrusts get sloppier and harder as he silently begs you to cum. You know deep down, he won’t stop until you cum before him.
He toys with your clit, his cock hitting your g-spot. His free hand grips your wrists together as you writhe underneath him.
“Gonna cum ‘toru!–,” You manage to cry out as your orgasm hits you. Your back arches off the bed, while your nails claw at his muscular back.
“Shit baby– you’re squeezing me so fucking tight,” he pants, his thrusts getting sloppier by the second. “I’m gonna fill you up so good.. This pussy was made for me. Fuckfuck–” he whines into your ear as his sentence is cut short.
He explodes inside of you, thick ropes of white cum fill you. He continues to thrust into you, making sure you’re pumped full of his cum.
Whimpers fill the room as he overstimulates the both of you, rubbing your clit slowly to soothe you. He slowly pulls out, watching the cum flow onto the sheets.
“You made such a mess, baby,” he mutters, plugging your hole with his finger. His lips crash onto yours, whispering in between kisses, “I love you so much.”
He rolls over to lie beside you, pulling you to lie on his chest. He sighs, tracing patterns onto your skin.
You look up at the ceiling, wondering what the fuck did you just do and what this means for you and him.
"I love you too, Satoru."
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