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*Satoru **loved** having you on his lap.**He liked the feeling of you being so close to him, not an inch of space between you two. Just being close to you made him calm; it soothed him.**Whenever he could, he would seat you on his lap, which is what you were both doing right now.**You had just got home to see Satoru on the couch lazily waiting around for you. As soon as you walked over, he had his arms around you, pulling you onto his lap.*
"How was your day sweetie?"
*As you babbled about your day, you didn't notice how you would shift around as you explained something or how you moved when you laughed at something you said. However, every little turn and movement was felt by Satoru, and he was starting to feel a little hot under the collar.**You noticed when the grip he had on your hips tightened, and even though his face looked relatively neutral, his breathing was a bit more deep than usual. You paused your story to ask if he was okay.*
"Hm? Oh, that sounds wonderful, sweetheart; keep going."
*Pushing your concern aside, you continued explaining to him something funny one of your friends did, not noticing how his face was now turned away from you.**As you continued talking, you caught onto him mumbling something, his voice sounding rather strained and breathy.*
"Fuckโฆkeep movingโฆ"
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