“why.ᐣ piqued your interest, suddenly.ᐣ” mischief toyed between teeth, fingertip prodding against his chest. “you’re actually a perv, aren’t you, nanamin.ᐣ”
the epitome of human’s curse, yet the altruism found in these humans were incomprehensible for mahito, who had only ever known the torment of human conflict.
“are they really that important to you.ᐣ”
in contrast to the ruins left behind by whatever ravaging curse, she beams, balancing in the small square of clean ground not stained by blood. a hum as cheek nestles within palm, light - hearted conversation exchanged, as if other’s
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ˋˋ 𝐧𝚐ₕ ┈ ˊˊ a slight twitch of muscles in response 、unable to lift limbs . he could feel her presence ┈ close 、too close .
heart thudded against his rib ┈ cage rapidly while his body remained unresponsive 、leaving the ›
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megumi — kun.ᐣ i have plenty of places to be. in fact, i could finish the job for my predecessor. put them out of their misery.ᐣ or turn them into my little dolls. why not be a little more selfless, and beg me to save you.ᐣ”
about these deprived fantasies. having your innocent student jerk you off in uniform.ᐣ what’s next.ᐣ i can be 𝑣ery helpful, sir. ♡ luckily, you’re just my type.
so.ᐣ how much am i amusing you right now, 𝒔ensei.ᐣ or are you going to teach me a lesson on how to improve.ᐣ just so you know, i *hate studying. ( she beams, canine grazing teeth with foxy grin, palm grabbing hold of his
oh, it' s reaaally forbidden. a morally good person would be here, trying to fight you to " protect " his students. but i' m more like a neutral thing between you guys, whoever amuses me the most gets my attention.
freed shaft, and squeezed between her hands. front of skirt is wrapped around the head, friction of the material is cleverly utilised as extra stimulation against thick length as she begins to stroke with teasing momentum. )
tell me more
juvenile arousal was evident even in the furrow of his brows, agreeing so easily to terms he had no control over. what’s so different between him and a small animal lured into hunter’s cage.ᐣ he’d be in pieces before he knew it.
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breath skimmed skin . utterly hypnotized by her beauty . . . the allure of it had him 𝒂ching for such forbidden temptation ┈ igniting raw lust .
regardless of the fact that itadori was guilt ┈ ridden . knowing he shouldn't ›
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desire.
his scent begins to feed into her senses, arousal propelling her touch as her own hands roam toward her shirt, unbuttoning for release.
“hah … this is bad, i’m getting turned on, itadori — chan.”
fingers halt the tease, now fishing him out from