Satoru rolls his shoulders back and tries to ignore how clammy his hands are. He's not nervous. What does he have to be nervous about? He sucks in a breath and knocks on the door. Maybe he should have called first? What if she isn't home?

His brain screeches to a stop. What if she isn't at home? He called last night, but she didn't answer. Yeah, it was pretty late when he finally got in and Kagome may have already been asleep…or what if she went out last night and met someone? He grips the bouquet of flowers tighter and raises his hand to knock again when the door swings open. Kagome rubs her eye while clutching the green silk robe together with her other hand.

"Satoru? What are you doing here so early?" She yawns and steps to the side to let him in. "What time is it, anyway?"

"Eight," he answers, sliding his shoes off. He freezes. Black shoes. Too big to be Kagome's. Satoru runs his tongue over his teeth, but it does nothing to stop the jealousy from festering in the pit of his stomach. He sniffs.

Wait…that scent. Nah, it couldn't be. He shakes his head. It couldn't be Suguru. He wouldn't approach Kagome, since she isn't a sorcerer in the traditional sense. Suguru only cares about those that can use cursed energy, so he wouldn't approach Kagome. But whose shoes are those? Should he just come out and ask?

Kagome pokes him in the side. "Everything okay?" She tilts her head and crosses her arms. The top of her robe slips a little and the expanse of her soft skin peeks through. Satoru swallows. Great, now collarbones are doing it for him. She walks around and motions for him to follow her into the kitchen. Kagome grabs a cup from the cabinet and pours herself a glass of water. She yawns. "So, what's up? Do you not have work today?"

"I always have work, but…" he trails off. "I wrote you a poem," Satoru says, holding out a bouquet of red and blue flowers. "I worked really, really hard on it."

Kagome raises a brow but says nothing as she takes the flowers. She pulls out the card and goes to open it—

"Really, really hard," Satoru stresses. "I took my time on it." He's never written a thoughtful poem or letter to anyone in his life. He wipes his hands on his jacket and then settles for stuffing his clammy hands into his pockets.

"I wasn't worried before, but now I am," Kagome mutters. She opens the card and sighs. "Roses are red. Violets are blue. I like the way you bend. Can I suck on the titties too?" Kagome slides the card back into the bouquet of flowers. "You are so romantic," she says.

Satoru perks up. "Really?" She likes the poem? Maybe he should—-

Kagome blinks. "…No? I was being sarcastic."

"Oh…" Satoru shifts his feet. "I was trying to…" he swallows. Now of all times, he's tongue tied? "I was trying to be romantic. First time writing a poem," he mutters the last part. His ears burn.

Kagome walks over to him and squeezes his arm. "I'll put the poem up."

"Frame it over your bed?" Damn, he didn't think about buying a frame for her. He should have put the poem in a frame to start with.

Kagome falters. "I don't know about that, but I'll put it somewhere safe."

Satoru nods. That's good enough for now. Later he'll get her a frame in case she doesn't have one. "Did you want to get breakfast with me?"

"Uhh…sure, if you don't mind waiting for me to get dressed." Kagome walks back over to the kitchen sink and bends down. Satoru tracks the movement. The robe rises and…he makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat. Kagome turns around suddenly. "Seriously, Satoru, what is with you?"

"You aren't wearing underwear." Discreetly, he checks to make sure he isn't drooling.

"Of course not, I just got up." She rolls her eyes. "Do you sleep in your underwear?" Kagome fills the vase with water and puts the flowers in it. She sets the poem off to the side on the counter.

Satoru shakes his head even though Kagome can't see the moment. He walks forward until he is pressed up against Kagome and places his palms on the counter. "You smell good," he purrs, sliding a hand between her and the counter. "I just want to lo—" he breaks off. "You're driving me crazy."

Kagome pushes back against him, rubbing her ass against his groin. "I haven't done anything. You're driving yourself crazy." She moves her hips in small, circular motions that has him hypnotized. He slides his fingers under her robe and what he assumes is a short nightgown. Kagome moans. "Satoru."

His cock jerks in tandem with his heartbeat at the sound of his name on her lips. He squeezes his eyes shut behind the blindfold and pictures the faces she makes when she comes.

"Satoru," Kagome says, "If I don't get dressed now, we won't make it in time."

Satoru blows out a breath. "I already know what I want to eat."

"Satoru."

He shivers. "Okay, okay." He pulls his fingers out and immediately sticks them in his mouth. Kagome turns around and her mouth drops. She flushes a pretty shade of pink. "Just a little more?" he begs. Kagome bites her lip and nods. He sinks to his knees and sighs as he lifts one leg up and over his shoulder. It's wild to him that he's gone this long without knowing the delicacy that is Kagome. She probably thinks there is something wrong with him, but he can't help himself. "If I die tomorrow—"

"You aren't dying," Kagome says.

"But if I do, would you do something for me?"

Kagome sighs. "What is your dying wish, Satoru?"

"At least one more lick before I croak over."

Kagome blinks. "Satoru."

He hums as he caresses her leg. What he loves the most is how she says his name.

"If you don't lick me now, I will kill you."

He beams. She doesn't have to tell him twice. He presses his tongue flat against her lips as he drags it upward. Fuck, she tastes sweet. Sliding his hand up, he squeezed her ass. One of these days, or maybe this weekend, he'll take time out to lay homage to her ass. He licks her until her legs shake and she buckles under the weight of her coming orgasm. Satoru grabs her other leg and places it over his shoulder. He slides his hands up her back and stands.

"Satoru!" Kagome squeals. "I'm going to—"

"I won't let you fall," he promises. Kagome's legs flex as he backs up. His heel touches the wall, so he takes a step forward and slowly turns around, so Kagome's back is to the wall. He plunges his tongue inside of her dripping pussy and hums as her body blesses him with more of her essence. A tingle goes down his spine. Her powers wash over him and flare as she comes chanting his name.

Fuck.

Satoru kisses her lips and then eases her down. He wraps an arm around her to keep her steady. Her robe is open and…that's what she sleeps in? Satoru wets his lips. "Please tell me you'll be wearing something like this on our trip."

Kagome glances down. "I mean, I can…did you come in your pants?"

"You…uh, gave me an energy massage and—"

"Time out. Have they been affecting you like this the whole time?"

"You weren't doing it on purpose?"

"No!" Kagome palms her face and shakes her head. "No, they aren't supposed to turn you on." She lowers her hand. "You thought I was coming on to you this whole time?"

His chest tightens. "Well, yeah. I thought you did something extra for me and then you gave me this blindfold, and then—"

Kagome holds up a hand. "I got it." Her brows furrow together. "No one else reacts like you…except for Kento and…" she trails off.

Kento? Why is she still calling Nanami by his first name? Satoru gnashes his molars together. So Nanami, and who else?

Kagome shakes her head again. "I can make breakfast for us here since your pants are wet."

Satoru grins. "No need. You get dressed and I'll be right back." He bends down and kisses her. Kagome blushes. He just tongue kissed her pussy and yet kissing her on her lips is what makes her blush? The urge to kiss her again is strong, but somehow, he restrains himself. "So…someone else got off on your massage. Who was it?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"So, I can kill them." He shrugs.

"What? Don't be ridiculous. You wouldn't kill them," she scoffs.

Satoru keeps his mouth shut. He's plotting their death right now.

"And you leave poor Kento alone."

Fuck Nanami. Who the hell cares about him? Satoru sighs and holds his hands out in front of him. "I won't kill Nanami, but who is this other person?"

Kagome crosses her arms. "You have five seconds to go get changed or I'm not getting breakfast with you."

Wait, is she serious?

"One."

"Wait. Hold on."

"Two."

Shit, she is serious. Satoru sniffs and wiggles his fingers at her as he warps away before she can finish saying three. He blows out a breath and tugs at his now-sticky pants. Kagome has him wrapped around her finger and he isn't sure if ever wants to be unraveled.

Something's gotta give.

Kagome was not planning on going to the school today, but Satoru insisted—begged—for her to come with him, and of course, she gave in because she always gives in to Satoru. Kagome huffs. Maybe she's giving Satoru too much reign, or maybe her brain is permanently altered now that she knows how his cock feels inside her.

Or maybe it's because he flashed those blue eyes of his at breakfast and got done on his knees to beg her.

She scratches her hair and leans back in the chair Satoru got her. Kinji made a big deal out of it, for some reason, but it is comfortable. There's a knock on her door and a moment later, Kento walks in. He straightens his tie as he closes the door behind him.

"Hi Kento," Kagome greets. She stands, but Kento motions for her to sit back down. He sits in the chair in front of her desk and looks around for a moment before settling his gaze on her. "Thanks for coming by on such short notice."

"Nonsense, you don't have to thank me." He clears his throat. "How can I help you?" Kento rubs his hands on his pants and stares down at the desk.

Kagome frowns. Does she make him uncomfortable? "Well, I'm not sure how to ask this, so I'm just gonna come out and say it." She sucks in a breath. "Do I turn you on?"

Kento's head snaps up and his eyes widen.

Kagome splutters. "I mean the energy massages, not me. Obviously," she chuckles. Her cheeks flush. Kento isn't attracted to her. She doesn't even know why she asked that.

Kento is quiet for a bit. "You don't think I'm attracted to you?"

Kagome blinks and scratches her cheek. "Well…I." How is she supposed to respond to that? "Sometimes it doesn't seem as though you even like me when you look my way and run around the corner."

"That's because I'm too attracted to you!" He exclaims. Kento freezes and turns his head towards the open door.

"Oh, don't mind me," Satoru says, leaning against the door. His blindfold is pulled down. "What were you saying, Nanami? You're attracted to Kagome?"

"Satoru," Kagome warns.

Kento stands. "This has nothing to do with you, Satoru."

"Nothing to do with me?" Satoru barks out a laugh. "Mind explaining why you keep calling me by my name?" Satoru saunters over and places his hands on Kento's shoulders. "Sit."

Kagome chews on the inside of her cheek. Should she put a stop to whatever this is? Kento's cheeks are bright red!

"I called you Gojo," Kento says through clenched teeth. Satoru laughs as his hands tighten on Kento's shoulders. He bends his head down, close to Kento's ear, but he looks at Kagome.

"You like calling my name?"

Kagome's eyes widen. Kento looks as though he wants to hide under the desk. "Satoru, ease up some. Kento, I'm sorry about…Satoru." Kagome sighs. "This isn't a big deal, so let's not make it one," she directs the last part at Satoru, who is still far too close to Kento.

"It doesn't matter," Kento spits out. He stands and walks around the chair, coming face to face with Satoru. "You're overreacting."

"So, if I do this, it doesn't mean anything?" Satoru asks, advancing on Kento until his legs hit the desk and Kagome is staring at Kento back. She scoots her chair back and frowns.

On one hand, Kento may be afraid of Satoru.

On the other hand, if this was the demon realm, Sesshomaru would tell her to let the males hash out their differences.

Kagome tilts her head to the side.

Shippo would make a joke about who is the alpha in this situation.

She stands and walks around the desk. Satoru and Kento turn their heads to look at her. They look as though they are about to have sex on her desk. "I'm sorry if the massages got between your relationship," she starts.

"Relationship?" Satoru and Kento ask.

Oh wow. They're even talking at the same time. Kagome clears her throat. "It seems like you guys have a lot of pent-up feelings and I'm fine, to—"

"I DO NOT THINK ABOUT SATORU FUCKING ME!"

Satoru does a double take. Kagome opens her mouth and closes it. She knew everyone was a little off at this school, but…

"I mean, I don't…" Kento presses his lips together. "Let me go."

"You're a fucking pervert," Satoru says, poking Kento's chest. "You've been walking around here with your nose in the air, thinking about me fucking you?" He laughs. "Nice try, Nanami."

Kento turns his head. Kagome sighs. Somehow, this feels like her fault.

"Kagome, you are a very beautiful woman and I think any man would be lucky to have you, but I'm not interested in a relationship," Kento says.

Kagome nods, though her heart feels heavy. Weird. "Right," she agrees. "This whole thing has gotten way overblown."

"Well, that's a relief," Satoru quips, pulling away from Kento. "Glad you could be an adult about this, Nanami."

Kento stares at Satoru so hard that Kagome half expects Satoru to go up in flames. Though Satoru doesn't seem to care. If anything, he's giddy. Satoru smiles and then rushes to wrap his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. Kento clears his throat.

"I was under the impression you had the day off."

"I did—I do—but Satoru has a tough mission today and he paid for my breakfast in exchange for help."

"That's not why I paid. It was a date."

Kagome blinks. "That was a date?"

Satoru gasps and pokes his bottom lip out. "Of course, it was a date! It was a breakfast one."

"Wow," Kento starts. "The strongest sorcerer can't ask someone out on a date properly."

Kagome freezes. Satoru's hold on her tightens. "Mind your business, Nanami."

"I'll mind mine when you mind yours," he shoots back.

"Uh, guys?"

"Still mad because I got the muffins before you?"

Kento's nostrils flare. "I'm not a man-child like you."

Kagome sighs. Why are they fighting now? Is it because of the not date? Or does she seriously need to bake more muffins? "Maybe you two should go on a mission together and remember what it's like to work as a team?"

"Satoru is too cocky for teamwork."

"Psst, I know how to work in a team."

"Doubtful."

"Okay!" Kagome claps her hands together. "You two can go on that mission together then and sort out your differences."

"WHAT?" they both exclaim.

Kagome rolls her eyes. "Don't you pair the first years up so they can get to know each other better and have more harmony? You two clearly need that." She pulls out of Satoru's embrace. Or maybe they just need to fuck or something. Kento clearly has it on his mind and Satoru is…. well, she isn't sure if Satoru is receptive or not, but he didn't turn Kento down either. "It'll be good for you two. If it helps any, Kento, I can take your morning mission and then I can finish enjoying my time off."

"But…." Satoru hunches his shoulders. "I thought we were going to do it together. Teamwork?"

"I'm not worried about our teamwork," she points out. Satoru opens his mouth to protest. Kagome glares at him and plants her hands on her hips. "I'm not asking. You two are going on that mission together. And you will fix whatever this is."

Kento inhales sharply. His face is red again. Is he angry at her? Kagome bites her tongue.

"Fine, I'll go on this mission with Nanami," Satoru stresses, rolling his eyes. He slides his blindfold back over his eyes.

"Kento?" Kagome asks.

"…. I'll go." Kento swallows and looks down at his shoes. "I suppose there is always room for improvement."

"That's the spirit," Kagome encourages. She tucks a locket of hair behind her ear right as the alarms go off. Kagome jumps. She didn't even know they had alarms here. Is something on fire? Or… "That doesn't sound like a fire alarm."

"It's not," Satoru says, stepping in front of her. "There's a curse on the grounds," he trails off. "Suguru."

"Geto-san is here?" Kento asks.

Kagome rolls her eyes. Seriously? They're all worked up because Suguru is here? Kagome sucks her teeth. Her head throbs. Placating Kento and Satoru is one thing, but if Satoru starts something, which he probably will, how the heck is she supposed to keep him and Suguru calm?

Ugh, today was supposed to be her day off. So much for that. Kagome walks out of her office with Satoru and Kento hot on her heels. Maybe if she's lucky, she can get a word in before Satoru says anything.

A/N: Thank you everyone for the Mother's Day wishes and just checking up on me. I will get to everyone's messages by this weekend. Work has me feeling burned out and Wish I Could and I are in a fight. Mainly because of Kenjaku and I know there is pain ahead. Please stay safe everyone! Get some rest and make sure to refill your well. I'm gonna take my own advice and take some time off from work before my eyes go cross. And I know there are some readers in Brazil, I hope you are safe and doing okay with all the flooding going on.

P.s. Did anyone see that story about the guy who broke up with his fiance because she got a Gojo tattoo? Swear it was something Naoya would say.