Gojou Satoru (
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As she rapped her knuckles against the hotel room door and leaned against the door frame, using her 5'11" height to loom, Satoru felt jubilant with success even though this tour hadn't officially started.
It had taken months of planning already, and Satoru itched with impatience. When she'd first announced a joint tour with Suguru, Satoru already had the plan drafted with her own media team, but they'd mentioned nothing to Suguru's team, only sending over the proposal after Satoru had made an informal teaser announcement about it. She'd half expected that Suguru would refuse the dare and call it out as the prank that it absolutely was (at which point Satoru would be able to make a stink about Suguru being a coward and backing out of an agreement). So she'd been thrilled that Suguru had agreed to the tour.
They'd share the stage--there was simply no other reasonable way to do it. Swapping off songs, providing support vocals, even featuring a few duets. It was a highly unusual arrangement, but that had helped to blow up the publicity around the tour, which had sold out within hours, immediately creating clamor to have more dates added and a social media frenzy of fans thrilled or enraged about the situation.
They'd arrived at the hotel and their first show was tomorrow night, but aside from some agreed-upon arrangements and a set list, negotiated and exchanged through their respective teams, they'd done nothing to prepare for performing together. Satoru wasn't worried about it. She knew every one of Suguru's songs. She'd written the arrangements herself that she'd sent over to propose which ones she wanted to cover with support vocals. Even though she'd never been to any of Suguru's shows, she'd seen recordings of them. As much as Satoru wanted to spend the next three months irritating the shit out of Suguru, she also wanted to uncompromisingly create good music and put on an incredible performance that their fans would be talking about for the rest of their lives. And she knew she could rely on Suguru to do the same.
Finally, though, they'd arrived at the same hotel, and finally Satoru could be face to face again with her best enemy.
needy octopus is so satoru
"No getting up yet?" she asks, teasingly. They still have hours yet before anything will even be close to set up for the evening, so there's no huge rush to get up. She slips her arms around Satoru again, pulling her closer. "Go back to sleep. My manager will wake us up in a few hours."
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When she wakes again several hours later, yawning, Satoru shifts a little against Suguru, then reaches for one of her breasts to give it a squeeze, just because she can.
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Satoru squeezing her breast makes her eyes fly open, suddenly wide awake. "Satoru!" she says, gasping and covering her chest as though she were a maiden. "What was that for?"
What a ridiculous question. As though she didn't know.
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Not waiting for any reaction, Satoru's hand starts immediately sliding down Suguru's belly...
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She flops back to the bed, assured no one is going to break into the room, and grabs Satoru's hand, capturing it and raising it up as she rolls on top of Satoru, pining her hand to the pillow.
"Are you always in moods like this when you wake up?" she asks, knees on either side of her torso, pinning her down.
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"We're stopped and there are dozens of people wandering around outside the bus, and you're trying to grope me." She smirks. "Looks like you're trying to get a spanking, the way you're acting."