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'P-

please-

'

'Hm? '

'Please, doll ' '

And it 's the first time in your life that you 've heard Toji Fushiguro beg - the first ever time in his life that he

has.

Low, rasping over the deafening

snap!

of the poor headboard splitting in half

,

'Mercy- m '

begging ya. Mercy.

'

It 's hard to think that just a few hours ago, he was trying not to snicker with smugness

-

pheromone perfume.

Really?

As if anything in that shiny, half-off bottle could make

him

lose his composure.

'Such a silly girl ' ' Toji had rolled his sage eyes down at you. Tutting at the way you were impatiently sprawled over his lap, waiting for his word. Leisurely, he 'd leaned in '