PRESERVING - PERSISTENT SEQUEL

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☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ17. A Week and A Half
This chapter is spicy

❝I think you like [y/n] a lot more than any of those things, even your life here❞

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Sugawara had been laying lazy kisses all over [y/n]'s neck for about five minutes now. He made sure to leave no spot untouched while [y/n] breathed heavily and ran her hands back and forth through the hair on the back of his head, fairly aware that she'd find a more than a few hickeys later on. A few whimpers left her lips when he found a particularly sensitive spot to suck on. He laughed against her skin every time she let out a breathy gasp and tugged hard on his hair.

As much as [y/n] loved all the attention her neck was getting. The heat burning within her stomach and between her legs made her crave something more and she knew Sugawara felt the same. She could feel the semi hard on he had poking against her thigh.

The hand that wasn't buried within Sugawara's hair, trailed down his chest, towards his boxers. Her hand played with the waist band, fingers dipping in between the fabric for a few seconds at a time, teasing at the idea of something more.

Sugawara pulled away from her neck, propping himself up with his hands to get a good look at [y/n]. "What are you doing?" He asked, half joking. [y/n]'s hand pulled away and rested with the other on the sides of this face.
"Was that not okay?" She replies with another question. Serious tone. Sugawara shook his head.
"No, no. It's fine," he answered with a light laugh to put her at ease. "I just don't know if we should be doing any of that again. Yet."
"Why not?" She smirks, brushing a loose piece of hair away from his face.
"Because it's been like not even two weeks?" He spoke the obvious. [y/n] hummed as she brushed a finger across the mole under his eye.

"So you don't want to have sex with me because it's only been a week and a half?" [y/n] asked with a smile on her lips. Sugawara sighed and shook his head.
"I want you so bad, [y/n]. You have no idea."

"So what's the issue?" She pulled him down for a quick kiss. She could feel him smile against her lips.
"Are you sure, baby?" He asked as he pulled away. [y/n] faked being in deep thought. She hummed and looking off to the side, Sugawara's face still in her hands.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure," she smiled.
"Yeah?" He pecked her lips.
"Yeah."
"Great," he smiles at her, pulling his shirt over his head.

Sugawara peppered kisses all over face. Her cheeks, her nose, just under her ear. [y/n] giggled at the sensation, it tickled. While he was doing so, [y/n] moved her hand away from his face and back down to where it was; playing with the waist band of his boxers.