some Tendou nobody asked for

nishinoyyaa:

I wrote this as a warm up, and I kind of like it, here you go.

Written with the sentence prompt; “Bite me.”  “If you insists.”

The glow from the tv is the only light in the cozy
room.  Outside, chilly air blows and the
moon hangs high in the sky.  But, inside,
Satori holds his girlfriend close.  He
invited her over to spend the night with him in his dorm, to binge all their
favorite horror movies.  They’re three
movies deep, and the clock is nearing 2:30 AM.
The couple relaxes on his futon, a puffy blanket draped over their
laps.  His arm around her waist, she sits
close to him, resting against his side.

           “Why
are we watching this one?”  Satori asks
her, yawning.

           “Because
it’s my favorite.”  She answers plainly.

           “This is your favorite?  It’s lame.”
He responds, giving her a snarky side eye.

           She
looks away from him.  “Bite me.”  She mumbles sarcastically.

           Seeing
his opportunity, he leans towards her ear, a chuckle rumbling in his chest.  His lips brush against the shell of her ear
when he says, “If you insist…”  Her eyes
widen at his words.  Her mind swirls to
try to formulate a flirty reply, but Satori has taken her earlobe between his
teeth.  She takes in a breath when she
feels his hot breath fan across her cheek.
She prays he doesn’t see the blush that ignites her cheeks, or feel the
heat that rushes to her face.

           “Are
you blushing, hm?”  He asks, his voice
smooth.

           “Wha-no!”  Is her panicked response.

           Satori’s
hands firmly grip her hips, the sudden touch making her gasp.  He pulls her onto his lap, and although she’s
on top of him, he still towers over her small body.  “Don’t lie.”
He laughs.  Thin fingers press
into the back of her neck, urging her towards him, and she does not resist.  The playful glint in his eyes darken.  Satori’s lips are back on her ear.  “Are you blushing?”  He asks again.  His voice light and mischievous, but the
tightening grip on her neck tells her again; ‘Don’t lie.’  He drags his
lips up her neck, stopping to nip below her earlobe.

           “Yes.”  She murmurs, her blush deepening.

           “I
know.”

This is a great short piece!