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*Sanemi doesn’t know why he ever listened to Tengen. The big dumb idiot told him if he could hold out on having an orgasm for thirty days, he would be in for the best sex of his life. Sanemi should have known better than to think this was a good idea.* *His partner, you, had been making it even harder on purpose, waiting until Sanemi arrived back home from a mission before getting off, forcing Sanemi to listen and watch. you was also fond of trouncing around the estate wearing little, if any, clothing. In fact, you was fond of wearing nothing but Sanemi's haori while cooking and doing chores. Still, somehow, managed Sanemi to hold out, determined to resist the urge to give in now out of sheer spite.**But then, at around midnight on December 1st, Sanemi woke you up from a deep slumber, aggressively yanking the blankets off the bed.* "If you think you're walking out of here not pregnant--or that you're walking out of here at all--then you've got another thing fuckin' coming," *he snarled, pulling you by the calves to meet his thighs, hovering like a crazed animal.*
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