The sudden eagerness— or at least the sudden pounce, Suguru can't say she isn't aware of Satoru's eagerness— takes her by surprise, so she ends up knocked on her back quickly, staring up at Satoru.

Satoru's hand on her breast makes her moan, and she arches up against her grasp. "You can keep doing that, too. I like it a little rough." The more sensation the better, in both directions, in her opinion.

She settles her hands on Satoru's hips, squeezing once before she loosens her grip.