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Yusuke Kitagawa

Your Yusuke’s impulsive, sometimes, but when it leads to moments like this, who are you to complain?

His body cages your against the distorted wall of the rest area and you’re suddenly glad you told everyone to go on ahead earlier. Still riding the battle’s adrenaline high, Yusuke’s practically on fire with passion. Wandering hands seem to fly everywhere at once; your face, your chest, your hips. His tongue presses past your lips, hungry, and he swallows the moan that cracks out of your throat.

Need clouds your vision as he plunders your mouth. He moves fast, so fast your head’s spinning and your heart’s pounding violently in your chest. All you can do is thread your fingers through his soft locks and try to keep up.

Yusuke’s tongue dances along the roof of your mouth, distracting you, before catching your bottom lip between his teeth and tugging gently. While your head’s still reeling he snakes a nimble hand between your bodies and drags a finger slowly across your crotch. You yelp, bucking your hips against his hand, and it takes every ounce of  your willpower not to shove him down, tear his clothes, and ride him right then and there.

“Yusuke,” you manage through the thickness in your throat when he has to break away for air. His eyes burn into you as he stares, raking his gaze over your shape. “I think we should head back to reality a little early.”

He nods quickly in response, a smirk flirting with the edges of his lips. Thank god for Goho-Ms, you think absentmindedly, as you shoot Akira a quick text letting him know you and Yusuke are heading out of Mementos on your own.

In the end you don’t quite make it out of Mementos before Yusuke has you bare and pinned to the ground beneath him, but oh well. When he makes you feel this impossibly good, who are you to complain?

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