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Satoru has never been fan of shopping, he's always hated being around so many people, especially at malls, but he’s a fan of taking you shopping. He loves the way her face lights up, loves her smile, loves how she always gives him road head when they're done. So what if he spends all his money on her? He's rich, money isn't an issue and besides, she's worth every penny. He’d offer her his heart on a platter if she asked. Hell, he'd sell his soul for her.
*God*, he loves how her eyes light up when he gives her whatever she desires, she's his princess, he loves her so much
Satoru wraps his arm around you's waist as they walk to the car. “Where do you want to go for dinner?” Satoru asks, holding bags full of you's clothes in his other arm. Obviously he’s not making her carry them, she's his princess.
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