The night blurred into a hazy tapestry of laughter and warmth as the bottle of sake dwindled, now halfway gone. Megumi and Sakura lingered until the restaurant was ready to close, savoring each other's company like a fine wine, their conversation flowing as freely as the remaining sake. The kitchen manager approached, a friendly smile on his face, and gently reminded them it was time to go. They gathered their leftovers and the half-empty bottle, stepping outside into the cool night air, the bliss of the sake igniting a warm buzz in their veins.
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"I say," Sakura declared, a mischievous glint in her eyes, before letting out a tiny belch. "Oh shit, sorry! I say we take this back to your place. You can interrogate me all you want." Her voice dripped with playful seduction, her gaze locking onto Megumi's, making his heart race.
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Megumi pulled out his phone, his expression shifting to one of seriousness. "I refuse to put you in danger if I get behind that wheel. Too precious of cargo," he replied, a light illuminating his face as their eyes met. He understood her intentions immediately, and a thrill coursed through him.
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"You know, Meggy," Sakura laughed, her voice slightly slurred but filled with sincerity. "The second I saw you, it's like I knew. You know?" She giggled, her words wrapping around Megumi like a warm blanket, igniting something deep within him. He paused, contemplating the weight of her statement.
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"Yeah, I felt that too," he admitted, his voice low and earnest. "There's really only one way to test it." In a swift, bold movement, Megumi pushed Sakura against the cool brick wall of the restaurant. Their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, the world around them fading into obscurity. He pressed up against her, their bodies melding together like butter on a hot pan. A soft glow began to emanate from them, their cursed energy intertwining in a dance of warmth and connection.
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Sakura pulled away, her lips trailing along his neck, sending shivers down his spine. When she reached his ear, she whispered, "I'm yours." The words sent a rush of excitement through Megumi, and just then, he heard the cab pull up. Reluctantly, he let his weight off her, but the moment was interrupted when a passerby glanced their way.
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"Are you okay, miss?" the man asked, his voice laced with concern. But as soon as Megumi turned to look, the man scurried away, clearly intimidated. "Sorry, Fushiguro-san," he muttered, disappearing into the night.
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"Why are people so afraid of you, Meggy?" Sakura asked, her drunken demeanor making her giggle every few moments, the sound light and carefree.
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Megumi leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her cheek, his heart swelling at her innocence. He grabbed all the bags, motioning for her to head toward the waiting cab. "Babe, they're not afraid of me. They're afraid of you," he replied, a smirk tugging at his lips as he watched her playful expression.
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As they climbed into the cab, the night stretched out before them, full of possibilities and the intoxicating promise of what was to come.
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Once they made it back to Megumi's apartment, he set the food in his fridge with a satisfied grunt and then rummaged through a cabinet for two sake glasses. With a flourish, he placed the bottle and the glasses on the low table in front of the mantle, the flickering lights casting playful shadows across the room. He fumbled a bit as he lit the fireplace, his movements clumsy yet endearing, and Sakura couldn't help but giggle at his earnest attempts to create a cozy atmosphere.
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Once the fire crackled to life, casting a warm glow around them, Megumi settled down on the floor opposite Sakura. They stared at each other in silence for a few moments, the air thick with unspoken words as they took each other in. Megumi studied her, his gaze tracing the contours of her face, the way the firelight danced in her eyes, and the delicate curve of her lips. After a beat, he felt compelled to ask a pressing question.
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"Why do you wear gloves?" His eyes roamed over her body, leaving no surface unanalyzed, curiosity etched on his features.
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Sakura, blissfully unaware of the weight of his scrutiny, smiled and peeled off her gloves with a flourish. "There's something Mom didn't tell you. I have my mother and my father's cursed techniques. Shinigami is a household name around the jujutsu world, I hear."
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Megumi nodded, his interest piqued. "Yes. Many mystics, psychics, and mediums," he slurred slightly, but managed to maintain his composure. They fell into silence for a moment, the gravity of her words settling between them. Then, realization struck him. "Wait, you're telling me you can speak to the dead?"
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Sakura nodded, and a look of confusion crossed Megumi's face. "You wear gloves because you can see every memory of someone's soul. Fascinating. I want to know—what did you see when you kissed me?"
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Sakura pondered, her brow furrowing in thought. Finally, she looked at him seriously. "Honestly, nothing. Maybe it's just a hands thing? However, you were the first man I've kissed."
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Megumi's heart raced at her admission, a mix of shock and exhilaration washing over him. He began to reconsider whether this was a good idea or not. "You're 18, right?" he chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood.
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"The age of consent is sixteen, Megggggg, I'm 20..." she shot back, a playful smirk on her lips.
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"MY age of consent is 18," he replied, his voice firm yet teasing.
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"Consent for what?" Sakura said, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "and you've already brought the glasses, I say we play a drinking game. Truth or drink." A devilish look formed on her face, and their eyes locked, the air thick with anticipation. "Or strip... The choice is yours, otochan."
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Sweat began to bead on the back of Megumi's neck, the heat of the moment intensifying. He had only had one lover in his lifetime, and it was definitely not what he was looking for. The thought of sleeping with Sakura felt like a great risk: What if she orgasmed and blew up the entire apartment? His mind began to race, the weight of his overthinking evident on his face.
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Sakura noticed his hesitation but instead of interrogating him, she poured two glasses of sake, the liquid shimmering in the soft light. "I guess I'll ask the first question: How many women have you been with?"
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Megumi quickly grabbed a glass and took the shot, the sake burning pleasantly down his throat. "Okay, so under five, got it," Sakura laughed, the sound bright and infectious.
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"My question is, when you orgasm, do you tend to blow up your partners?" He asked, his laughter ringing out obnoxiously. But then he caught sight of the serious look on Sakura's face, and his laughter faded slightly.
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"To be completely honest with you," she began, Megumi's breath hitching in his throat, "at least when I make myself orgasm, things levitate. But nothing explodes. I've never been with a man, so I wouldn't know."
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Sakura, although telling the truth, decided to keep the mood light. With an innocent gleam in her eye, she began to unzip the side of her dress, revealing a glimpse of her bra through the exposed fabric. Megumi's heart raced, sweat now trickling from the back of his neck to the small of his back as the stakes of their game intensified.
"My turn," Sakura said, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Will you get in trouble for sleeping with a student, senpai?"
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Megumi wiped his brow, a wave of anxiety washing over him. He thought about the implications, the weight of their situation pressing down on him. Finally, he extended his hand to her, his voice steady but laced with tension. "Sakura, we would. I would probably be ousted by the jujutsu world. You're a special grade sorcerer from the jump. You would only need a year at jujutsu high. I want you, trust me." His energy shifted, nervousness creeping in. "But this will have to be our secret, for now. I also understand that if you meet someone who piques your interest, as much as it would bother me, I would want you to explore that."
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He poured another glass, his hands slightly trembling as he took the shot, the warm liquid burning down his throat. In a bold move, he removed his shirt, exposing his toned torso, provoking her animalistic desires. Sakura took a deep breath, her eyes raking over his body, a mixture of awe and longing swirling within her. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension as she came to a decision. Megumi instinctively lowered his extended hand, understanding that her touch might be crossing a boundary for both of them.
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"My turn. Do you know the whereabouts of Kai Geto?" Even under the influence, Megumi was dedicated to his mission. He was considered crisis control for a reason.
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"Who?" Sakura's brow furrowed, but she brushed aside his suspicion, a playful glint in her eyes. "I guess since I don't know, I'll drink to that." She chugged the almost full sake glass, the alcohol coursing through her, heightening her emotions.
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As the warmth enveloped them, an unexpected heaviness settled in the air. "Who killed my father?" Sakura asked, sadness shadowing her features. Megumi's heart ached in his chest, the weight of her question crashing over him like a tidal wave. Guilt surged within him, and tears threatened to spill from his eyes.
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Sakura, in her drunken bliss, reached out and grabbed his hand, her touch igniting a firestorm of emotions. His eyes widened, fear gripping him at what she might see. But it was too late; all of his memories flooded her mind, raw and unfiltered. Tears began to form in her eyes as she absorbed the pain he carried. A tear rolled down his eye and over her hand.
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"Oh, Megumi. You did what you could, love," she said softly, her voice filled with empathy as she caressed and kissed his hand. "My father is proud of you. He loves you very much. I'm so sorry you had to be trapped there. I'm so sorry about your sister."
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Another tear slipped down Megumi's cheek, and Sakura caught it with her free hand, wiping it gently on her chest as if to absorb his sorrow. "I can't promise you that I can heal you, but I will definitely feel you," she whispered, her voice steady yet tender. "I got you."
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Letting go of his hand, she poured two more shots, her movements deliberate as she tried to ground them both in the moment. "To love lost, and to love found," she declared, her eyes locking onto his with a fierce intensity.
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Megumi wiped his eyes, the weight of her words settling in his heart. He grabbed a glass, their fingers brushing against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through him. The air was thick with emotion, a fragile connection that felt both exhilarating and terrifying. As they raised their glasses, he could feel the unspoken bond between them deepening, a shared understanding of pain and hope.
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"To daddy issues," he chuckled, his voice barely above a whisper, their eyes never breaking contact. In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, bound by their shared struggles.
Sakura laughs loudly. "To daddy issues!!"
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"Sakura, when you touched me, did you see our connection? I've never felt like this before," Megumi murmured, his voice thick with longing.
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"I think I'll keep that answer a secret," Sakura replied playfully, a teasing smile gracing her lips. She stood, her navy blue gown cascading down her body like water, pooling at her feet. The flickering light from the fireplace danced along her curves, illuminating her silhouette in a way that left Megumi breathless. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and desire, drawing him in like a moth to a flame.
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Struck by an electric jolt of attraction, Megumi stood as well, urgency coursing through him. He grabbed the bottle of sake, taking a long, deep swig, the alcohol warming him from the inside out. With a boldness he didn't know he possessed, he extended the bottle to Sakura, who took it eagerly, finishing it in one swift motion. She let the empty bottle levitate from her hand, floating gracefully back to the coffee table.
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"That's a fun party trick," he remarked, his voice low and teasing.
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"That's not the only thing levitating," Sakura chuckled, her gaze locked on his hips, a sultry smile playing on her lips. Heat rushed to Megumi's cheeks, igniting a fire between them that was impossible to ignore. He stepped closer, drawn to her like gravity, his hands finding their way to her face, fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her in.
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When their lips met, it was as if the world around them vanished. The kiss was deep, hungry, filled with all the pent-up desire they had both been holding back. Sakura's hands roamed down his torso, exploring the hard planes of his body before wrapping around his back, drawing him even closer. A soft moan escaped his lips, reverberating between them, and he tightened his grip, his fingers slipping from her face to her lower back, pulling her flush against him.
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"How do you know exactly where to touch me?" he breathed, his heart racing.
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"The internet exists, you know. I'm an orphan; I'm not Amish," she teased, a throaty chuckle escaping her lips as they kissed, the sound sending shivers down his spine. Their laughter intertwined with the heat of the moment, their energies swirling around them like a tempest, lifting them off the ground.
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As they floated, lost in each other, a belt slipped from Megumi's waist, hitting the floor with a soft thud. The fireplace crackled and then suddenly extinguished, plunging them into a deeper darkness, illuminated only by the soft glow of their shared energy.
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In that intimate space, surrounded by the shadows, they were free to explore the depths of their connection, the world outside forgotten. The air was thick with desire, every touch igniting a fire within them that threatened to consume them whole. They were two souls entwined, caught in a whirlwind of passion and longing.
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