Me W Tomura Shigaraki UGGGH

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making tres leches tn who wants a piece

Satoru pulled up a chair and sat in front of you, well, he sat in the chair backwards but was still facing you- how he was sitting wasn't the point.

No, what got you focused was the way he was staring at you.

"Want to play twenty questions?"

The simple question eased your heart a bit, "sure! I'll go first."

Your smile was bright, blinding even.

You thought over a question for a bit before deciding on something simple to start things off. Mentally ticking down a number one as you marked off your first ask.

"What's your favorite color?"

Satoru gaze was lazer focused on you, "Digimon. Do you love me?"

i mean fuck i like pills i like drugs i like gettin money i like strippers i like to fuck i like day drinkin and day parties n hollywood i like doing hollywood shit snort it probably would

i WAS gonna finish up one of the smut drabbles i have in my drafts but i was suddenly filled with hate and anguish so that’s not happening

eres mia by romeo santos w suguru. yeah.

my sister in law got me a locket…. i have evil plans………. (putting my f/o’s pic in the locket ^^)

Suguru is seductive.

Not meaning effortlessly attractive, –while that is true– meaning that unlike other men who throw themselves at you, expecting you to comply, almost demanding it, Suguru tries to swoop you off your feet and drop you onto his bed. He doesn't care to be subtle. In fact, he wants you to see all the effort he puts in. His intentions are loud and clear.

The Egyptian musk incense burning away, the pheromone perfume, his hair fully let down and a little messy just the way he knows you like it, and his traditional robes looser than usual, slightly hanging off his exposed shoulders.

His voice is silkier than usual, taking on a more purring tone. He's more soft-spoken than usual when he greets you.

"Welcome home, honey. I missed you terribly "

Suguru is by your side before you know it. Helps you take off your coat before touching you more intimately. He rests his hand on your cheek, his thumb gently teases your lower lip.

"What took you so long, dearest?"

Gentle as always, his thumb moves to the side to contour your jaw, smoothly sliding down the dip of your neck to trace your jugular vein. Such a tease

He puts you in a trance everytime he gets like this, your beautiful beautiful man. With his hands and eyes solely on you, its hard not to feel like the center of the universe, not when his eyes seem to harbor the answers to all of its secrets.

So you stand there in his gentle hands, basking in your sensual partner's attention, feeling safe and yet afloat. One of the many things that set Suguru apart from other men was his ability to balance between excitement and comfort. He was perfect, he was an addiction.

And he is yours.

The finger he slides down your collar bone and halts its journey at your chest feels like a feather light touch, –So on brand for him– yet its enough to make your breath hitch, and release butterflies loose to roam free in your stomach. Suguru loves when you get like this. When you relax and let your guard down, he loves it when you go borderline limp in his arms. He loves feeling special to you. It means the world.

You being responsive to suguru's advances means the world to hi. And that's all the go-ahead he needs to never stop trying, to do his best to woo you, make you swoon, to work hard and keep you with him, and keep the spark between you going. It feels to him like he had found the formula to your heart, –And in a way he has, who wouldn't feel flattered?– so he will continue to deliver his message of –I care, i will always care for you, no matter how much time passes– and prove his love with whatever means necessary.

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i'm giggling at my screen rn you are the absolute sweetest im so glad you enjoyed reading through <33

no need to worry about being a damsel i am a knight after all ;) NEVER DISTRESSED MY SWEET

HEHEHEHHEHEHE <- me as i kick my feet and twirl my hair

sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though