His cock throbbed from the thought, the feeling of having Itadori’s boxers in his pocket.
“Yeah, it’s a real hassle,” Megumi agreed, shuffling the laundry basket so it wouldn’t show his erection.
Nobody would know.
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“Ugh… not this again…” Itadori groaned. They were in the communal laundry room.
“What’s up?”
“The washing machines have been eating my underwear, I swear! I’m gonna spend my entire paycheck at this rate…”