haunted titties that drink all the sake in your fridge
[Somehow she made it through the day. Somehow.
Yet, it wasn't enough to simply lay down and rest up on the bed- not with all the pent up stress Fujino had held after going through so much trouble. Cool. Neato. Absolutely the last thing that she needed (much less even wanted at all), if she had to be honest!!
Had there been a voice in her head saying something earlier? It was hard to recall right now, but either way, Fujino nodded in agreement...
...and thus moments later, found herself teetering very close to the edge of a first orgasm- all while she sees her own body being played with.]
S-Sukuna... [She shudders, inching more and more to that sweet release.] Don't tease too much...!
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She can't, though. Not just yet, even as the salacious, teasing tone of his voice being this close makes her quake from her shoulders to all the way down to the tips of her toes and has her heart thumping loud enough that it may as well echo throughout this mindspace, even as her legs shake and her knees start to ache.]
...no. Coming from you, it sounds absolutely disgusting.
[In spite of it that- her cute little cunt only squeezes more at the mention whilst the hand that had tried to swat him earlier is now frantically scrambling for purchase to grip on one of the thick forearms holding him up.]
Try something that doesn't induce an overly saccharine nightmare- [sucks in a breath] ...please.