Satoru gives a tiny groan as Suguru wrenches her head back like that, a tight hand in her hair, and then Suguru's sealed tight against her, bodies pressed together, with a knee between Satoru's legs. Suguru comes on to her so intensely in those few moments, leaving Satoru quivering up against that wall, and it's not much of a reprimand. It's all temptation. Seduction. Promise.
When their bandmates come around the corner, always half a minute slower because they have to deal with instruments in one way or another, Satoru looks like she's just taken a moment of breather in the dark, which is easy enough to excuse.
She continues on with the rest of them, accepting her usual water and candy and letting her aides take care of her. But her mind is on Suguru.
This whole tour so far (all two and a half days of it), Suguru has been using her sexuality to ruffle Satoru. Maybe partly beause it works, better than the insults alone did. But there have also been those little flashes of raw vulnerability. It doesn't make sense. Suguru ... wants her? That's easy enough to understand. Lots of people lust after Satoru. But why the weird vulnerability? Maybe Suguru had an ex who left her a bit traumatized. That makes sense. She's skittish about getting back into sexual things, and that's part of why she's coming on to Satoru, who is safely(?) unobtainable.
Satoru chomps candy as she processes through this, letting her aides herd her to her dressing room and help with the after-show stuff. She dismisses them quickly enough, wanting to shower, and the shower is an opportunity to slide her fingers down between her legs, summoning up the feeling of Suguru's body pressed against her own and Suguru's tongue on her throat.
Why is Satoru goading her, then? Some of the same reasons as ever: spite, wanting Suguru's attention, chaotic mischief just needing an outlet. But Satoru very intentionally leaned on the lust angle tonight, challenging her to bring more of that. Why? She wants Suguru?
... That makes sense, actually. Satoru's taste in partners has always been collaborators, and Suguru's always been the best collaborator. Satoru hadn't really thought about her that way before, but now it's impossible not to think of her in a sexual light. And she is gorgeous, so it's not that much of a stretch.
Satoru has the completely absurd thought that she can't lust after Suguru, it might damage their friendship.
...
So since that's not a problem, why not embrace the intense charge of fucking her enemy and rival? It'll probably work well for their music, even though it's unlikely to make the tour any more peaceful and harmonious.
After her responsibilities for the night are completed, Satoru heads back to the hotel. Suguru promised (threatened?) to knock at her door tonight, so Satoru considers her wardrobe accordingly. Lacy panties, cute bra, both in white with tiny blue bows at the front. Extremely sexy, as lingerie goes, but also reasonably excusable as just her normal undergarments (aggressively fashionable as she is). But she doesn't put on anything over that, so that when she answers the door it's in just the pretty white lingerie set. She pulls the door open casually, as if she'd open the door the same way for a room service delivery. Could be anyone, who cares if they see her mostly-naked?
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When their bandmates come around the corner, always half a minute slower because they have to deal with instruments in one way or another, Satoru looks like she's just taken a moment of breather in the dark, which is easy enough to excuse.
She continues on with the rest of them, accepting her usual water and candy and letting her aides take care of her. But her mind is on Suguru.
This whole tour so far (all two and a half days of it), Suguru has been using her sexuality to ruffle Satoru. Maybe partly beause it works, better than the insults alone did. But there have also been those little flashes of raw vulnerability. It doesn't make sense. Suguru ... wants her? That's easy enough to understand. Lots of people lust after Satoru. But why the weird vulnerability? Maybe Suguru had an ex who left her a bit traumatized. That makes sense. She's skittish about getting back into sexual things, and that's part of why she's coming on to Satoru, who is safely(?) unobtainable.
Satoru chomps candy as she processes through this, letting her aides herd her to her dressing room and help with the after-show stuff. She dismisses them quickly enough, wanting to shower, and the shower is an opportunity to slide her fingers down between her legs, summoning up the feeling of Suguru's body pressed against her own and Suguru's tongue on her throat.
Why is Satoru goading her, then? Some of the same reasons as ever: spite, wanting Suguru's attention, chaotic mischief just needing an outlet. But Satoru very intentionally leaned on the lust angle tonight, challenging her to bring more of that. Why? She wants Suguru?
... That makes sense, actually. Satoru's taste in partners has always been collaborators, and Suguru's always been the best collaborator. Satoru hadn't really thought about her that way before, but now it's impossible not to think of her in a sexual light. And she is gorgeous, so it's not that much of a stretch.
Satoru has the completely absurd thought that she can't lust after Suguru, it might damage their friendship.
...
So since that's not a problem, why not embrace the intense charge of fucking her enemy and rival? It'll probably work well for their music, even though it's unlikely to make the tour any more peaceful and harmonious.
After her responsibilities for the night are completed, Satoru heads back to the hotel. Suguru promised (threatened?) to knock at her door tonight, so Satoru considers her wardrobe accordingly. Lacy panties, cute bra, both in white with tiny blue bows at the front. Extremely sexy, as lingerie goes, but also reasonably excusable as just her normal undergarments (aggressively fashionable as she is). But she doesn't put on anything over that, so that when she answers the door it's in just the pretty white lingerie set. She pulls the door open casually, as if she'd open the door the same way for a room service delivery. Could be anyone, who cares if they see her mostly-naked?