This chapter is dedicated to exceptionally lovely Sunnyraider! I hope you enjoy it! Xx
You were not prone to sleeping in but, on this occasion, you decided an extra hour or two in bed wouldn't harm you.
You woke in your room in the Master Course dorms and, yawning, wondered what today might hold.
Tugging on what you judged to be a cute top and tight jeans, you dragged a brush through your hair and tried to make yourself presentable.
You were just finishing applying your makeup when there was a knock at your door.
"Coming!" you called, slipping on your shoes and making to open the door.
What met you on the other side was the farthest thing from your expectations.
Leaning against your doorframe, clad in a leather jacket and distinctly glasses-free, your visitor smirked.
"S-Satsuki!" you gasped, "W-what are you doing here?"
"Morning to you too," he huffed, straightening up, "I'm just here to pick up my date,"
"Your...date?"
"Obviously," he replied, entirely ignoring your incredulity, "I'm not your 'Na-chan' y'know. I get to pick too and, just so happens, me and Natsuki seem to have similar taste. Here, if you don't believe me,"
He handed you a folded piece of paper with Tomochika cursive writing showing a number 5.
Of course, you shook your head slightly, Satsuki had the right to choose as well. He was right, he was a completely different person. You'd met him before, many times and, though you were not as familiar with him as you were with Natsuki, you held a similar affection for him.
"Oh!" you said, handing back the paper, "Sure! I mean, of course,"
He flashed you a crooked smile as you awkwardly accepted his date.
"Alright, well, better get moving then. I figured I'd take you into town, if you want,"
"Uh, sure! Town sounds great! Let me just grab my bag-"
"Forget it," he cut in, "Any bill's on me, got it?"
For some reason that seemed unexpectedly chivalrous to you.
"Oh! Okay…" you tried to sound enthusiastic but you were just never a fan of that "guy pays" rule. However, for Satsuki, you were not willing to press the matter.
"Alright, so uh, grab a jacket, I guess. I'll meet you at the gate,"
He turned and moved past you to the door, briefly stopping to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.
As he left, you took a moment to reflect on his slightly affectionate gesture. He was such an interesting contrast. He was gruff, dominant, even violent - though never to you - but, on the rare occasion that he allowed himself to lower his guard a little, he might make a small gesture to display that he didn't entirely hate you.
He was like a vicious guard dog who licked you every now and then.
You broke from your thoughts as you realised that Satsuki was likely already waiting by the gate.
Hastily you grabbed a jacket and sprinted for the stairs.
When you had finally reached the gate, you had been briefly berated for your lateness but now, as you walked hand in hand (a step he had taken immediately) down the shop-lined streets of the town centre, you felt yourself unexpectedly comfortable in Satsuki's company.
As you walked past the jewellers a flash of green caught your eye. You turned your head to look.
"Hmm?" Satsuki looking towards the window, taking in your intrigued expression.
"Don't tell me you're one of those women who can't walk past a jewellery shop?" he half-joked, still allowing you to lead him closer the the window.
"No, no I'm not...it's just…" you tailed off, carefully examining the shiny article.
In the middle of a display of colourful gemstones, there was a necklace in the shape of a star made of polished jade and silver. It was extremely pretty and you had to suppress the feeling of being a child in a toy shop eyeing up an enormous teddy bear.
You heard Satsuki give something between a chuckle and a sigh of exasperation.
"I didn't realise you were so easily distracted," he huffed as you reluctantly turned away from the window.
You felt a little ashamed. You were on a date. You shouldn't be window shopping.
"Sorry…" you gave an abashed expression, "I didn't mean to not pay attention to our date,"
At the words "our date" Satsuki very marginally appeared to cheer up - at least to his normal level of stoic composure. He was by no means the sentimental type but he had to admit it felt a little nice to hear you say it.
"Don't worry about," he shrugged it off, running a hand through his hair.
It left his blond locks a little tousled but, seeing him like this, entirely himself and not Natsuki, you found yourself a little turned on by his ruggedness. You fought down a blush.
"C'mon," he took your hand and steered you towards a shop on the corner. You recognised it, being something of a regular customer. It was a particularly wonderful sweet shop, full of fudges and nougats, chocolates and crystalised fruit in glass jars stacked on mint green shelves. It had a lovely charm about it and, more importantly, it stocked your favourite chocolates that you couldn't get anywhere else in town.
"Satsuki?" you questioned as he led you into the crowded shop, "What are we doing in here?"
"You like the chocolate here, right?" he replied, not letting go of your hand even indoors, "I'm getting you chocolate,"
You were a little stunned.
"H-how did you know that-"
"Hey, you talk to Natsuki about this place all the time. Don't think I don't listen," he said, giving you an almost amused smile.
To be honest, that had never even occurred to you before. It seemed obvious now but the possibility of Satsuki being able to hear what Natsuki heard had just never entered your mind.
Suddenly a thought hit you.
"Did, um, did you hear much of my… date with Natsuki?"
You tried not to hint too hard at exactly what you were self-conscious about but it was difficult to hide that you were concerned about him having already seen you in a sexual light.
His smile turned a little sour as he replied,
"No, I gave you both complete privacy. Natsuki deserved that...and so did you,"
You weren't sure why you had expected less of him. A pang of guilt prodded your mind.
You thanked him and held tighter to his hand.
"Ooh! Look! There they are!" you pointed to a display of chocolates in the corner, pulling at Satsuki's hand.
"These the ones you like?" he asked, holding his arm steady to stop you dragging him. He was something of a solid lump to try to move, "Didn't realise you were into such fancy stuff,"
"Oh, c'mon, Satsuki! They just look fancy! Hey, look! They're doing free samples! Try one!" you became a little excited by the variety available and, without thinking, picked up a chocolate and held it to Satsuki's mouth.
For a moment, you thought you might have made a terrible mistake. What if you had angered him or if he felt insulted by you trying to feed him?
Then, much to your relief and surprise, he bit the chocolate in half, grabbing your wrist and making you put the other half in your own mouth.
"Yeah," he mumbled, chewing, "I guess I can see why you like them...wish the caramel was soft though,"
You nearly choked on your half in response.
"W-wha-?"
You had never expected Satsuki to enjoy sweets. If you were honest, your idea of a good outcome in that situation was for him to swallow the chocolate, grimace and say something like "not for me,". For some reason this struck you as so odd that you lost your "do not say this" filter and, grinning, commented,
"Wow! You know, when you eat sweets you're just like Natsuki!"
His expression immediately soured. His eyes flashing dangerously and, as me moved to tower over you, leaning down to your ear, he hissed,
"I am nothing like Natsuki!"
As you stared wide eyed at him you noticed something about his expression that made you feel as though you were the last person in the world who deserved to be here with him. His eyes, though narrowed in anger, were full of sadness and misery.
Though this was something you had never previously considered, you mentally berated yourself for your naivety - you had always considered Natsuki to be in some way the "main" person in this gemini phenomenon yet you had never once considered that Satsuki may wish to be considered a person in his own right.
It truly hurt your heart to realise just how he might feel, constantly feeling less that Natsuki, not even worthy of consideration as his own man. Like a affliction or a curse and not as the strong-willed, fiery musical genius that he was.
At the thought, a tear tracked down your cheek. You're heart was breaking for him and your remorse was staggering.
"I-I'm so s-sorry!" you whispered, wringing your hands, "I s-should never have compared you-"
"And why is that, hm?" he growled, "because he's gentle and I'm not? Because he's friendly and likeable and sweet and soft and I'm hard and cold and overbearing? Because he's good and I'm-"
"You are good!" you interrupted, reaching out and grasping his hand, grateful when he did not remove it, "You are good Satsuki! You might not be good in the ways that Natsuki is but that's alright! Because you're not Natsuki, you're you!
Yeah, you can come off pretty strong sometimes and you can be pretty intimidating too but that's just because you show you care in different ways.
You… you're protective and brave and strong in ways that Natsuki is not. You risk yourself to help him. You're selfless and allow him to take credit for anything you write and you cushion him from situation that would be hard for him to bear. You allow Natsuki to live his own life in complete ignorance that you are even there! That's so brave, Satsuki!
I-I know I shouldn't have compared you. That was unfair of me… b-but please know that… that I do love you for you...as you are...a-and not as part of someone else...I just-"
You were cut off by Satsuki pulling you flush against him and pressing his lips insistently to yours. He grasped your waist, encircling it with his entire arm, enveloping you in his kiss.
As he pulled away, still aware that you were in the corner of a shop, you saw that he was grinning at you, one eyebrow raised, in the ridiculously attractive way that he did.
"You talk a lot, babe," he purred, sliding his hand very deliberately across your back as he stepped backwards, smirking at your stunned expression, "C'mon, I'm gonna buy you that chocolate,"
You were certainly not complaining.
You were both walking hand in hand through one of the slightly quieter streets of the town, enjoying a few of the fresh chocolates and discussing one of scores that Satsuki had recently written for the violin, when what was shaping up to be a very enjoyable day turned South rather quickly.
"Hey, gorgeous! Where you going?" came a call from a side street.
"Yeah, baby, why don't you come talk to us?" another voice leered.
Satsuki reacted in a flash, immediately positioning himself in front of you.
Out of the side street walked two young men, who stared at you like a dog might stare at a steak.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" Satsuki hissed, his voice taking on a decidedly dangerous edge. His posture had changed to that of someone expecting an attack and he held one arm out to keep you firmly behind him.
"Whoa, tough guy!" one of the men joked, holding his hands up in fake remorse, "We just wanna talk to the lady. This don't have to concern you-"
"Do you bastards have any idea what you're interrupting?!" Satsuki's voice was almost animalistic in its rage.
The other man ill-advisedly looked past Satsuki and addressed you,
"C'mon sweetheart! Ditch this guy! We'll show you a good time!" he winked and showed an unappetizing grin.
You shrunk further behind Satsuki.
Your evident show of fear was the last straw for Satsuki.
Pushing you gently backwards, further out of the way, he launched himself at the first man, landing a punch to his gut that crippled him to the ground without even having the chance to defend himself.
The second man gaped in horror and made to draw something from his pocket when Satsuki gripped his arm, wrenching it behind his back and pinning him face down on the ground.
"I'm going to give you pieces of shit ten seconds to get out of here before I really start to hurt you," he snarled, "and if I ever see you bothering my date again I will punch your crooked teeth through the back of your skull!"
In one move, he released the now sobbing man pinned under him and stood in front of you as he watched them heave themselves to their feet and scurry off.
"S-Satsuki!" you gasped, hugging him around the middle, "a-are you okay?!"
"Are you okay?! Did they frighten you? I'll fucking kill them if they did-" he swore, grasping onto you and tucking you into his chest.
"I-I'm okay…" you stuttered, calming a little as he held you, "I w-was so worried about you!"
You heard him huff out a laugh and his arms tightened around you.
"Don't you worry about me, babe," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your hair, "I'll always protect you,"
You looked up at him, wide-eyed. This was nothing less than you would expect from Satsuki but hearing him say it, seeing his emotion behind it, made your heart pound in gratitude and admiration.
You leaned up on your toes and pressed a kiss to his throat.
You heard his gasp a little as you initiated the contact but, as you withdrew, he grinned wolfishly at you.
"Come on, beautiful, there's something I need to do,"
"S-Satsuki, wha-?"
"Don't ask questions. Just let me put it on you,"
You were stood outside the jewellery shop that you had passed on the way to buy the chocolates. Satsuki had instructed you to wait by the door for him and, after about ten minutes, he had emerged with a box.
Upon your questioning, he spun you around so that you face away from him and, opening the box, fastened something around your neck. When you looked down you saw the beautiful jad and silver star pendant.
"Satsuki!" you gasped, whirling back around, staring in astonishment, "Why- what- I-"
He placed a finger gently to your lips to silence you.
"Hey, if I want to buy my date a necklace, I'll buy her a necklace, okay?" he smirked, "I know you liked it, babe, and I guess… I guess I wanted to… I dunno, let other guys know that you're with me? When you wear this, I want you to know that you're my woman and I'm gonna look after you, okay?"
You felt pretty emotional hearing that.
You thought about throwing your arms around him and hugging him tight or something to that effect but suddenly you had a much better idea.
You posed sweetly in front of him, asking,
"So, what do you think? Does it suit me?"
"You look pretty as hell," he swore, his eyes wandering, taking you in.
"Well," you smiled innocently, closing the distance between the two of you and very deliberately pressing your chest against his, "how would you like to see me wearing the necklace...and nothing else?"
His eyes widened a little before narrowing into a seductive stare.
"You're playing with fire, gorgeous," he purred, his hands grasping your hips in warning.
You raised yourself onto your tiptoes, just high enough to whisper in his ear,
"Maybe I want to get burned…"
The journey back to the Master Dorms seemed to take an age, especially when your date for the night was practically pulsing with anticipation. However, the second that Satsuki had locked that door behind you, he had you pressed against it, lifted entirely off of the ground with your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands on you ass.
He kissed you fiercely, his entire body undulation against you, grinding his crotch against yours.
"Ah, babe!" he breathed, biting at your earlobe, "Fuck, I hope you know what you're getting into…"
"Show me," you teased, grinding back against him.
He raised an eyebrow, flashing you a devilish smile, before he gripped the front of your top and ripped it in two.
You gasp loudly but don't even have time to react before you are hoisted over his shoulder and tossed onto his bed.
"Satsuki!" you cried, the tatters of you top falling off to reveal your black lace bra.
"I told you you were playing with fire, babe," he smirked, throwing his leather jacket across the room and half unbuttoning his shirt, "You better be ready for what that means,"
"Ah!" you moaned as he crawled on top of you, caging you in and attacking you chest with nips and kisses.
"Mmm, your tits are fucking gorgeous!" he sighed, quickly tearing away the rest of his shirt and starting to unbuckle his belt.
You're hands wandered across his bare skin, letting your nails drag across his shoulders and feeling the masses of muscle ripple.
"Hey, baby, listen," he pulled away slightly, looking you directly in the eye, "Just remember that I'll never hurt you, okay? You wanna stop you tell me but otherwise I'm gonna go for this. I want you too fucking much to hold back…"
You nodded your consent and immediately found your arms raised above your head, Satsuki tying his belt around them, securing them to the bed frame.
"Oh!" you exclaimed, not having a second to question him before his was slipping your bra off and exposing your breasts.
His mouth was instantly on them, shooting fire into your nerves as you arched to meet him, entirely unable to cover yourself or escape his touch.
"AH! Satsuki!" you couldn't stop yourself from wriggling away from the intense sensations.
He straddled your legs, pinning you under him and busying himself in removing the clothes from your bottom half. In mere seconds he had you bare before him.
You flushed a brilliant shade of red, never having control removed like this.
Gently, he parted your legs and, leaning down, winked up at you before darting his tongue out and liking your core.
"AHH! S-Satsuki! Fuck!" you arched at his touch, you legs held in position by strong hands.
"Good girl," he whispered, continuing to languidly lick at you, "Let me hear you…"
You squealed as he delved forward and plunged his tongue into your depths, desperately feasting on you, every second taking you to higher and higher pleasure. The familiar tightening in your stomach began as he expertly brought you closer to release.
"Ohhh! Oh, Satsuki! I...mmm! F-fuck, Satsuki! I n-need..."
"What do you need babygirl?" he teased, continuing his sweet torture.
"I'm gonna…I-I'm gonna cum!" you gasped, writhing in an attempt to ease the onslaught.
"Then cum, baby," he drawled, punctuating each word by lapping at you, "let me taste you…"
There was no holding it back. You were vaguely aware of his triumphant laugh and the sound of him swallowing rapidly as came, shrieking, onto his tongue.
As the aftershocks shook you, you collapsed down onto the bed and allowed him to lick the moisture from the tops of your thighs.
"Mmm, you made such mess, gorgeous," he grinned proudly, "but it tastes so fucking sweet!"
Without another word, he released you hands from their bondage but only momentarily. He flipped you onto your knees, raising your ass high before retying your hands.
He leant over you, pressing his hardened body along your back and whispered,
"I'm gonna fuck you now, baby. Be a good girl and take it for me - I'm not gonna go easy on you just because I love you…"
You're brain had about a second of one kind of joy as you registered his confession before it was completely overtaken by the ecstasy of his cock buried to the hilt inside you.
"Fuck!" he cried, gripping your hips, "God, you're so tight! I fucking love it!"
There was no time given to building up a pace and within moments he was thrusting into you hard and deep, hitting places the sent electricity crackling all over you.
His hands held you firmly down, letting him ravage you mercilessly. There was so much pleasure that you could hardly speak above crying his name and begging for more.
"Fuck yeah! Push back into me, baby! Take my cock! Louder, baby! Let them all know who's fucking your sweet pussy!"
His voice, too, was growing ragged, his thrusts erratic and desperate. He was in euphoria, buried inside you.
Occasionally your pleasure-addled brain would process some of the things he was whispering into your ear.
Things like "You're mine, baby, you're fucking mine!" and "I love you, babygirl! I want to make you cum again… make my baby feel good…"
Your second orgasm was inevitable. As he pounding you unrelentingly, you could only manage to gasp, "'m cumming!" before your vision started to white out.
"Holy shit!" you heard his reaction to your walls tightening around him like a vice, were aware of a hand gripping your hair and the impossible strength of his thrusts before he cried,
"I'm cumming, Y/N! I can't hold it! It's too good! AAHHH!"
He reared back like an animal and howled his release, shaking with the intensity of it.
As he came down from his high, he pressed kisses along your sweat-drenched back and carefully untied your hands, practically lifting you back to lie on his chest.
"I got you, babe...I got you," he soothed, running his hands across you, trying to calm your convulsions, "Y/N, you… you're something else...I fucking love you and...and I'm never gonna stop loving you,"
"I-I l-love you t-too, Satsuki," you're voice trembled as you clung to him, feeling consciousness quickly drifting away, "Love you so much,"
If you could see his grin you might have cried at its sincerity.
In utter joy, he wrapped you in the bedsheets and allowed you to drift off to sleep in his embrace, lulling you with his repeated declarations of love.