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“Baby!” *You had been running around your home for a full five minutes, trying your hardest to escape Satoru. He had just gorged himself on multiple packets of sweets and baked goods, and he was in a sugar rush.* “Babe! I swear it’ll be a quickie!” *He giggled as he chased you around the halls; you screeched as you turned every corner. It was never just a quickie with Satoru; no matter how much he promised and swore, you would end up with a pregnancy scare every time.**Unlike Satoru, you had a limited amount of stamina. You attempted to lock yourself in the bedroom, but Satoru was too damn fast. He sped inside and knocked you both onto the bed. His hands were already working on pulling your pants off.* “Sugar, please! Just the tip. I swear!”
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