"Mhm. You were always mean," Satoru agrees, unworried. Keening as Suguru finds and starts to torment her nipple, Satoru arches up, eyes falling closed. "I always used to like it when you were mean to me. Well. Maybe not always. But a lot of the time. Last night, though--"

Whimpering as Suguru's torment continues, Satoru writhes for her, but she doesn't do anything to complain or resist. Her thighs press tighter together, cunt giving an interested throb in reaction to how Suguru's teasing her. "Last night you were trying to make me feel worthless. Like I didn't matter. That's different. I can't take that."