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It's been a week. It's been seven days. He doesn't even know how many hours it's been since he's felt your warm touch. You've spoken over the phone once or twice but other than that he was consumed by the mission. Eradicating curses is fun here and there but sometimes when they become a hassle, it gets frustrating. Nothing's too hard for The Strongest though.
Satoru huffs as he kicks the front door open, only bothering to use it because you hate when he teleports. He rests his things down with an annoyed sigh.
"Satoru is that you?", You call from your bedroom, curled up under a sheet doing God knows what.
"I'm home.", He huffs, trudging up the stairs.
He's been dreaming of your thighs for every minute of every day from the night he left. The plump flesh was the object of his desire at all times. He touches himself to the thought of them, feel of them, the scent of them.
"How was your trip, 'Toru?", You hum as he pushes past the half open door and throws himself onto the bed at your feet.
"Horrible without you.", He complains, pouting as he pulls the blanket off of you.
"Satoru stop, it's cold!", You whine as you pull it back over yourself.
"I can warm you up.", He grins, pulling the sheet from your grasp and tossing it across the room.
You sigh as he settles himself between your thighs, your shorts merely an inconvenience as he buries his face as deep into the plush flesh as he can.
"Was it that bad?", You soften as you run a hand through his soft, white locs.
"Yes. I missed you so bad.", He nods, squeezing his eyes shut as though reliving the moments.
"It's okay, I'm here now.", You reassure him, cupping his face lovingly.
While he relishes in the comfort of your words and touch, his hands creep up behind your thighs, prodding at the flesh with his slender fingers, pinching and squeezing.
"What have you been up to without me?", He murmurs as he digs his nails into one thigh.
"Satoru", you swat his forehead and he recoils.
"Did I tell you how much I missed you?", He mumbles, voice much lower than before. His hands trail to your inner thighs as he peels them apart roughly.
"Not right now.", You instruct him, snapping your thighs shut to highlight it.
"C'mon please! It's been seven days baby! I never got to feel your warmth and stuff!", He whines in a sloppy attempt to make an excuse.
"Satoru I just don't feel like it!", Your voice climbs octaves as you sit up.
"So I can't even get a little taste?", He argues as his fingers brush the hem of your pants, dangerously close to your dormant sex.
"No.", You huff.
"So, no fucking, no eating? What am I to do? I'm pent up. Please?", He whispers in your ear, licking the lobe.
His eyes widen.
Shit.
"I have an idea baby.", He purrs, kneeling in front of your closed legs. He retracts like a puppy about to get scolded.
"What is it now?", You sit up.
"You don't want me to even get a glimpse of your pretty pussy right?", He points to the area between your legs to which you get flustered and bring your knees to your chest.
"You don't want me to touch you either.", He nods.
"Get to the point.", You push his chest lightly.
He grabs your hands and pulls them more firmly against his pecs.
"Can I fuck your thighs?", He grins giddily.
You sit for a moment and consider it. Why not? He'd get it over with any way, then you could kick back and relax.
"Fine.", You shrug.
"Yes!", He bounces up and down on the bed, not hesitating to flip you on your stomach and pull down those annoying shorts.
You flinch as the cold air hits your nearly bare ass. His aggressive display left you scantily clad in your tightest pair of underwear and your disheveled top.
"You look so yummy today baby.", He groans as he practically rips his clothes off.
"So I don't look yummy every day?", You pout.
"Oh, don't get me started. You're so yummy I gotta look away if I don't want a boner immediately.", He shudders as he licks a stripe up your thigh.
"Oh yeah?", You giggle as you wiggle your hips a little.
Satoru sticks his tongue between your thighs, salivating and coating them effectively. He swirls his tongue around your inner thighs, sucking on the skin gently and nibbling on it.
"That tickles.", You murmur.
"Oh baby.", He whimpers as he suddenly slides his pulsing cock between your thick thighs.
"You feel so good.", He whispers as his precum coated cock pushes through your thighs, in and out. He pulls all the way out before pressing in again. His pace was pretty slow as he relished the feel of your chubby thighs around his dick.
"You're so perfect.", He moans in your ear, whispering more sweet nothings as he brings a hand up to your breasts and starts to squeeze them.
" 'Toru..", You moan softly as he squeezes softly.
"Yes baby?", He whimpers as he starts to pick up the pace. The sloppy, wet sounds fill the room as he rams his cock between your thighs, squeezing your breast with one hand, the other moving to squeeze your jiggling ass.
"I love you, I love you so much.", He grunts as his pace grows faster and sloppier.
"Could you squeeze your thighs tighter together?", He whispers.
You squeeze them together, making it harder for him to pull his cock in and out of the gap.
He throws his head back and gasps shakily as you squeeze those plush thighs around his aching cock.
"Sorry baby-- I'm cumming...cumming", he mutters senselessly as his eyes roll back, he pushes his cock between your thighs and cums pathetically. His warm release coats the insides of those plump thighs and the sheets below.
"Really?", You hum as you turn your head.
"I just really like your thighs baby.", He murmurs as he kisses your cheek and pulls out. He wraps his large arms around you, crushing you in an embrace. He whispers filthy praises into your ear as he snuggles you and kisses your jawline.