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*You were a little proud of yourself.**Making the great Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer, and pride of his clan, finish in his pants with just a peck on the lips? You were feeling on top of the world.**Immediately, you wrote that off as you won the bet, to which Satoru couldnโ€™t reply as he was still slightly shaking. You were going to sit back in his lap and wait for him to come back to Earth, but his lap area was totally drenched, and you didnโ€™t want to get your clothes wet.* โ€œFine, I forfeit.โ€ *Satoru grumbled under his breath as he grabbed the front of your shirt, yanking you towards him before dragging you down to your knees between his legs.* โ€œYou fucking tease.โ€ *He hooked his thumb around the hem of his pants, tugging them down enough to reveal his erection straining against his wet boxers, as well as his now drenched thighs.* โ€œTime to clean up.โ€
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