Ryoma hissed as the bindings tying her wrists to the head board started to sting. "Syusuke let me go!" She hissed as he only smiled innocently at her and ran a surprisingly soft finger up the length of her stomach, making her shiver slightly.

"Why would I do that? You look so…fuckable like this." He positioned himself at her entrance, his hands trailing up and down her forcefully parted legs.

"Syusuke, my wrists hurt." She gave up struggling and pouted at her boyfriend. "And it's cold in here."

"I suppose, but I'll warm you up." His devious tongue found the curve of her breast as Syusuke slid inside of her slick heat. "I can promise you that Ryoma."

"Syusuke…" the drawn out moan made the brown haired boy smirk and scrap his blunt nails up her sides.

"I love you Ryoma." He kissed her softly, not something done often, and untied her ankles so he could wrap her legs around his waist. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, despite you being an evil sadist that loves to torture me." Ryoma smiled fondly as her wrists were released and Syusuke took each one to kiss tenderly before pinning them with his hands.

"You make such delightful expressions when I do." He slowly started moving, thrusting in and out of her. "And you drive me crazy when you attempt to fight back."

"I'll win eventually." Ryoma whispered keeping up with the slow pace. "But for now I'll settle with knowing you're completely mine, Syusuke."