'You' like it's as simple as that. Especially when she was asking about sex, in a physical manner. Maybe it was as simple as that for Satoru, but it could never be that easy for Suguru.
"It's not the only thing that gets me off, though it adds depth." Suguru does clarify beyond that. Satoru doesn't seem to want to dig into that stuff, and so she won't push it— at least not at the start. She tightens her hand in Satoru's hair, and tugs, making Satoru look up at her. "I'm the one controlling pleasure here, though."
Suguru lets go of Satoru, and reaches up to pull her hair out of the bun she'd put it in earlier, letting it fall loose. "Off my lap, sweetheart. Sit up."
She wants to be the first one to provide any pleasure here, and she's always been carefully controlled about any touches she gets in return. She assumes Satoru won't go for that entirely, but she's already conceded too much to Satoru.
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"It's not the only thing that gets me off, though it adds depth." Suguru does clarify beyond that. Satoru doesn't seem to want to dig into that stuff, and so she won't push it— at least not at the start. She tightens her hand in Satoru's hair, and tugs, making Satoru look up at her. "I'm the one controlling pleasure here, though."
Suguru lets go of Satoru, and reaches up to pull her hair out of the bun she'd put it in earlier, letting it fall loose. "Off my lap, sweetheart. Sit up."
She wants to be the first one to provide any pleasure here, and she's always been carefully controlled about any touches she gets in return. She assumes Satoru won't go for that entirely, but she's already conceded too much to Satoru.