Satoru watches her, sucking hungrily on her lower lip as she does so. Satoru's noticed beautiful women before--and beautiful men. She likes beautiful bodies in general. But it's not just that Suguru's stunning. It's that Suguru's Suguru. The way she moves is entrancing, and Satoru still, constantly, at every moment feels crazed with need to have Suguru's attention.

As soon as Suguru's on the bed, Satoru pounces her and knocks her onto her back, stealing a quick, heated kiss, then scattering more kisses and bites along Suguru's neck and shoulders as her hands roam over Suguru's torso. "Yes, Suguru," she murmurs, happy and playful, giving one of Suguru's tits a squeeze.