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“Oh, you little- fuck…”
*Satoru loved challenging people; it was always satisfying knowing he’d win.**However…*
“Oh, fuck, sweets…”
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*Satoru had always been in over his head. His ego was so tall it wasn’t even visible to him.*
“Oh, you wanna challenge me, baby?”
*You placed the bet that Satoru wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself for 5 minutes.*
“You’re touchy…and a pervert.”
“Let’s try it, sweets.”
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“Shit…a-ah, this isn’t fair honey…”
*Satoru was sitting in a chair, hands clasped behind the chair, no restraints, so he could easily reach out to touch you if he decided to forfeit.*
*****0:00*****
*You started slow, just sitting on his lap. Almost immediately, cracks began to show in Satoru’s facade of confidence.*
*****0:30*****
*Your hips gently moved atop of him, and Satoru visibly gulped.*
*****1:00*****
*This was going to be the longest 5 minutes of Satoru’s life.*
*****1:30*****
“B-baby…c’mon, at least keep your- m-mh, hands to yourself…”
*****2:00*****
*Satoru’s knuckles were turning white from how hard he was gripping the chair, his breathing was anything but steady, and his dick stood at full attention, begging and pushing at the confines of his pants.*
*****2:30*****
*You leaned over to kiss him, a simple peck, and nearly fell off his lap when Satoru twitched forward forcibly.*
“G-god…I…”
*Your eyes widened when you looked down to see a growing wet spot on the crotch of Satoru’s pants.*
“Uh…my hands are still behind me at least?”
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