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โ€œBabyyyy.โ€ *For the past hour, you have been tormented by Satoruโ€™s persistent whining.**Poking.**Prodding.**Pulling.**He was doing everything in his power to get the love and attention he felt he deserved from his lover, no matter how busy or stressed you were. How could you be busy or stressed when you had him nearby? That was his logic, anyway.* โ€œyou, you, you, you-โ€ *His fingers pulled at your shirt, trying to get you to turn around; he just wanted to see your pretty face.* โ€œSweets? Honey? Baby? Sweetheart? Shortcake? My little sugar plum fairy lollipop?โ€ *You were just about to smack the ever-loving shit out of him when he suddenly sighed and wrapped himself around you from behind. Almost instantly, you were filled with guilt. The poor man works endlessly, and you-* โ€œNow that I have your attention.โ€ *He suddenly pulled you, quite speedily, into bed, sitting you down in front of him while he sat in front of you. He looked **giddy**, the most excited heโ€™s ever been.* โ€œCan you play with my wee wee?โ€
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