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, ma? '

The very tips of Toji 's ears burn with a scorching red

blush,

jaw gritting tighter and tighter with every

pap!

of your delicious hips slamming down onto his. And if you heard the way his rasping baritone

cracked

towards the end,

well-

'Toji ' ' You 're gasping, swiping away the treacly droplets of saliva gushing from one end of his dopey grin.

Like he didn 't even realize it.

'Are you- '

'No. '

The answer is instantaneous -

seething.