I can't tell him the truth! He wouldn't understand! Sayuri stared up at Dabi, her breathing shallow and fast as she felt his left hand settle on her hip. His fingertips slid just beneath the edge of her shirt, hot against her skin. Those sharp bluish-green eyes practically burning holes in her face as he stared down at her.
Sayuri was a terrible liar. She was very aware of it. Still, she was afraid to tell him the truth. He got jealous over her talking to a student's father and she knew he got annoyed when she talked about her male coworker. If he knew that she was going to a single dad's house to tutor a little girl every other afternoon, he would probably start steaming.
"I've been visiting Fuyumi," she attempted to lie. Her eyes shifted away from his and color rushed to her cheeks as his other hand planted next to her on the couch cushion. She could feel the heat coming off of his body and it ignited a warm, tingly feeling in her lower half. "I'm…serious."
"You've been seeing Fuyumi? Seriously? That's…kinda suspicious." Dabi's hand left her hip and reached up, pushing stray locks of white hair away from her face. His fingertips skimming lightly over her blush-heated cheeks. "You spend a lot of time with Fuyumi, right? So what's it about? You really like her or something?"
"We're just friends! We're best friends!" Sayuri's back arched as he leaned down, his lips brushing her ear momentarily before teeth scraped over her skin. She felt his left hand on her neck, gently holding her in place. "Dabi?"
"She's got brothers, right?" His voice sounded almost ragged when he spoke again, his knee pressing between her thighs and forcing a small squeak of surprise from her. "What'd you say their names are?"
"N-Natsuo and Shouto, but it's not like that! I don't like either of them!" she argued, finally lifting her hands. Sayuri's fingers tangled in his dark hair as she felt the staples on his cheek and at the corner of his mouth scrape over the side of her neck. He was rubbing his knee between her legs now, trying to draw more of a reaction from her. "The one I did like…I don't even know what happened to him!" Sayuri blurted out.
Dabi paused and he leaned back for a moment to gaze down at her with half-closed eyes. His mouth was contorted in confusion and he tilted his head ever so slightly. "What'd you say?"
She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, her face turning unbearably hot with embarrassment. "When I was a dumb little kid…her oldest brother was my first love, okay? It's stupid. I never told anyone that before; not even Fuyumi. But I had a crush on her big brother and then he just wasn't there suddenly. I can't remember if anyone told me what happened, but anyway. I don't like anyone else in her family the way I liked him. Other than Fuyumi, everyone in that house makes me nervous now."
He always seemed to have something to say. Always some sort of smart comeback or teasing remark. This was the first time that he seemed to just freeze up. As if this information was somehow too much for him to process.
Finally, his lips drew into a grin and he leaned down, releasing her neck and sliding his hand downward to her chest. "Cute. You…really thought that'd keep me distracted. Sometimes I forget how damn innocent you are."
"What?" Sayuri bit her lip to smother a whimper as he kneaded her breast, her back arching again. She could feel herself heating up and she subconsciously bucked her hips forward, grinding slightly against his knee.
"If you want it, you've gotta give me what I want first." Dabi felt her fingers tighten in his hair, tugging at it and making him groan. He adjusted his position so his right arm was braced against the couch; letting him press his lower half against Sayuri's. "Just be a good girl and tell me. I'll make it you glad you did."
She wanted to keep it a secret. She wanted to keep him from actually being mad at her and possibly wanting to move out. What Dabi was doing right now made it difficult to even keep her thoughts clear. Sayuri's brain was becoming a haze of lust as she felt his hips grind against her, giving her just enough stimulation to make her crave more.
Realizing that she was adamant about keeping her secret, he decided he had to push her more. He was determined to get the truth out of her one way or another. To be honest, this was what he was probably hoping for. If the maniacal, lascivious grin on his face was any indication.
Dabi took both of her wrists in his right hand and got off the couch, pulling her with him. He sat on the floor in front of the couch and put Sayuri between his legs so her back was against his chest. His ankles hooked around hers, keeping her legs open and making her pulse race with panic. He could feel it in her wrists and when he leaned down to her ear, her breathing hitched. "I'm kinda glad you wanted to make this difficult. This is gonna be fun."
"W-wait a second! What-?" Sayuri threw her head back with a loud gasp as he latched on the side of her neck, sucking at her pale skin to leave a mark. She could feel his left hand sliding forward over her hip, making quick work of opening her pants. Her heart was pounding in her chest, heat pooling in her core as she stared down at his hand.
Fingers slipped beneath delicate pink fabric and Sayuri closed her eyes. Her breathing was uneven and she winced when she felt those heated fingertips slide along her sensitive skin. The anticipation combined with what he had done earlier and it caused a warm slickness that made it easy for him to slip one digit inside. He pushed in all the way to the last knuckle and then drew out to add another.
"This isn't fair," she panted. Her voice sounded weak, begging. Sayuri's hips moved and she felt his excitement rub against her lower back.
"Nothing's fair," he murmured, his mouth skimming along her neck up to her ear. "Keep your eyes open."
"Ngh…" She obeyed and felt her face turn a glowing shade of red. Staring at where his hand disappeared beneath the fabric. Sayuri turned her head to say something to him and her lips were quickly covered by his. The hand holding her wrists in front of her let go and she immediately put her right hand over his left hand. Feeling him pull back before pushing in again, blending with the hot and tingly pleasure that came each time he did.
Dabi was the one to break the kiss and smirked. "So where do you keep going?" It felt like he had momentarily forgotten why he was doing this and suddenly remembered. "You're out late…every other day after work. And on the weekend. You've been looking pretty drained. So where do you keep going?"
"I told you-!" Sayuri moaned quietly, feeling him add another digit. Stretching her muscles more and continuing the same pace he set before.
"Come on. You don't want to test me, Sayuri." Dabi's movements turned rougher. Faster. Plunging in and back out so she was rapidly being pushed toward the edge. He could feel her tensing up, hear her breathing turn ragged as she whimpered and begged under her breath.
A knot of pleasure had started to form in her lower half and Sayuri could feel herself getting so close to the edge. She rocked her hips forward to meet his hand, her lilac eyes glazed over with lust as she felt herself right at the edge of euphoria. His hand suddenly stopped moving.
She whimpered and dug her nails into the top of his hand. "Please…please don't stop! Please! You have to finish!"
"I'm not gonna keep going if you're gonna lie to me," he teased. His fingers drew out, sliding over the warm and sensitive skin. Spreading slickness along her slit and finally stopping near the top. "Let's change it up. Maybe this'll make you talk."
"W-wait!" A louder moan escaped Sayuri as his fingertips pressed at the extremely sensitive nub and started to rub it. Her need was escalating quickly. She needed the satisfaction or she was sure she would go insane. As he teased her towards the edge again, she finally gave in.
"I…I was hired to tutor a kid," she started. Immediately, he rewarded her by going faster. He listened to the cries, squeaks, and moans that escaped her as he coaxed her toward her release. When she got closer, he grinned and pushed four fingers in as deeply as he could while he finished rubbing with his thumb. Her muscles tightened around him, a loud moan erupting from her as she leaned against him for support.
"Aren't you a good girl? Why didn't you say so to begin with?" He started to slide his fingers out and then slipped his hand out of her jeans. "Doesn't seem like such a big deal."
Sayuri bowed her head, letting her snowy locks fall around her reddened cheeks. "Her father is single…and he hired me to tutor her. I was afraid you'd be mad and you'd leave, but-"
"Who said I'm not mad?" Dabi's voice was a growl as he said this. He moved away from her and got onto the couch again; lying back so he took up both cushions. Crossing his arms behind his head, he glared at the ceiling with narrowed azure eyes. "Can't blame me. Who's to say he's not gonna try something with you?"
"I wouldn't do anything like that, though," she argued. "I…really like you. A lot." She wanted to say something else. She wanted to tell him she loved him, even though he was pouting like a spoiled child in this moment.
"How much do you like me?"
Sayuri, normally so innocent and pure, climbed onto the couch. She straddled his waist and leaned down to kiss him. "…I love you…" Her voice was almost too soft to understand, but he could tell what she said when he felt her fingers working on his belt.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock at the apartment door. It was the worst possible time for a visitor and as Sayuri looked over her shoulder at the door, she had no idea who it might be. She never had visitors. She visited other people, but no one ever really came over.
Completely undeterred by the knocking at the door, Dabi tightened his grip on her hips and continued to push himself into her. "Just ignore it."
"But someone's right outside my door!" she hissed. She bit back a moan as he went particularly deep and caught sight of his smirk seconds before he repeated the action. "D-Dabi, please!"
"Oh? You're begging for more already? Want to see if I can fit more in there?" He let go of her hip and teasingly trailed his fingertips toward her warmth.
"No…just…ngh! It feels good, but we have to stop! What if it's a neighbor?" Sayuri was trying to keep her voice down to a whisper, but it was hard to concentrate when he was still trying to overload her with pleasure.
"It's nobody important," he argued. Dabi sat up, leaning his back against the arm of the couch and pulling her chest against his. Bouncing her on his lap, driving deeper and harder into her, he released a groan that sent heat straight to her core. Her muscles tensed around him and he became determined to push her over the edge.
"Sayuri? It's Fuyumi! I wanted to make sure that everything's okay!" a familiar female voice called through the door.
He brought his lips near Sayuri's ear as his hips went still. "Tell her you're fine and make her leave."
She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady. "Everything's fine, Fuyumi! I'll talk to you tomorrow!"
"Are you sure? I'm sorry about my father. I honestly didn't know he was going to come home so early."
Sayuri felt Dabi's hold on her hips tighten. She could feel him lower himself, sliding out a little, before slamming upwards into her again. He forced a sound from her that immediately turned her face bright red. Fuyumi definitely heard that! I'll never be able to look her in the eye after this! Sayuri bit her lip as he began doing it again and again.
"I-I'm sorry! You're with your boyfriend, right? I'll call you later! I'm so sorry, Sayuri!" Fuyumi called through the door before running away.
Her fingernails dug lightly into Dabi's scalp as she felt her climax hit and she soon felt him spill into her. Panting, she rested her head against his shoulder. "I don't think I can look at her again without dying of embarrassment," she confessed.
"Why do you care what she thinks?" He lied on his back, arms wrapped around Sayuri and keeping her tight against him. "You're gonna call that creep and cancel your plans tomorrow."
"I can't cancel! I made a promise to tutor his daughter! I don't want to disappoint her!" Sayuri tried to push herself up to look at his expression, but he held tighter.
"Quit squirming. Unless you're trying to tell me you're ready for more." He snickered when she tensed up. "How about it? You won't be able to go if you can't walk, right? I wanted to do it some more anyway."
"I have work tomorrow," she muttered under her breath. He's joking, right? He knows I have stuff to do tomorrow. And there's no way I can let Eri down like that. I need to show up for her tutoring session!
A hand trailed along Sayuri's back, making it arch so her chest pushed closer against his. Dabi finally let her lean her head back and he smirked up at her. "So were you serious? You love me?"
