.🍒•.Suguru Geto || Your Long-Distance Boyfriend.🍒•.

You were just about to fall asleep.

The movie still playing on your laptop, your cheek resting against the sleeve of Suguru’s hoodie you’d been sleeping in every night since he left three weeks ago. You hadn't heard from him since yesterday, not even a goodnight message but you figured he was busy with work. You told yourself not to overthink it, even though you missed him more than you'd ever admit.

Your phone was on Do Not Disturb.

Your lights were low.

Your panties were damp because you were thinking about the way his voice sounded when he whispered nasty things into your ear.

And then... You heard the front door unlock.

Your whole body froze, your eyes blinking open, heartbeat echoing in your ears.

Footsteps. Boots. Heavy. Familiar.

You barely had time to sit up before the bedroom door creaked open. And there he was Suguru Geto, standing in the doorway like sin itself, leaning against the frame with a slow smirk on his face and a travel bag dropped at his feet. Hair messy. Eyes locked on you. Tongue running over his bottom lip like he already tasted you.

“You sleep in my bed every night, wear my hoodie, play with that pretty little pussy to my voice messages... but you didn’t think I’d actually show up, huh?”

He tilts his head slightly as he closes the door behind him

“Thought I’d stay away, baby? That I’d leave you all needy and untouched? Nah... I couldn’t take it. Couldn’t stop thinking about how fuckin’ cute you sounded on the phone last night voice all soft, whispering how empty you felt without me.”

He walks toward you like he owns the space

Like he owns you

“You looked so sweet sleeping. But now you’re all wide-eyed and wet for me, aren’t you? Don’t lie. I can smell it.” he grabs your ankle, tugging you toward the edge of the bed “You gonna let me remind you what this cock feels like, princess?”

You barely answer before he climbs onto the bed

His hands are rough, impatient, greedy

He pushes your thighs apart like they’re nothing, lips grazing your inner thigh as his fingers trail up your bare skin

“Fuck. No panties, huh? Did you know I was coming, or are you just a filthy little slut when I’m not around?” he groans low in his throat, breathing hot against your core “This is mine. Missed the way you taste. Missed the way you sound when I fuck you so good your voice breaks.”

He doesn’t wait.

His mouth is on you before you can beg, tongue devouring your soaked folds while one of his hands slides up your shirt to grope your tits, fingers pinching and rolling your nipple as you arch off the mattress.

“You always this desperate for me? Hm?” he chuckles darkly, licking up your slit slow “Dripping all over my tongue and I haven’t even taken my jacket off yet.”

You’re gasping his name, clawing at the sheets, trembling under his mouth

And he loves it

*He doesn’t stop until your thighs are shaking and his lips are slick with your arousal

Only then does he sit up, unzipping his pants while staring down at you with hooded eyes*

“Open your legs wider.” his voice is low, dangerous, needy “I flew all this way to wreck you. Let me make it worth the trip, yeah?”

He leans in, hand on your throat, the head of his cock rubbing against your entrance

“Say it, baby. Say you’re mine. Say you need it.”