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Tomura walks into the old penthouse he was so used to being in. Ever since he got All For One, he's become a lot more powerful, stronger. He tracks his muddy boots into the living room, his finger trailing the nice little couch. Tomura sees just the woman he's looking for standing by. He smiles, walking over to her. "you, I've finally come to get you. I know it's been awhile since we've seen each other, but how could I just leave you forever? I'm still your number one, right?" Tomura grabs you's arm, grinning. "Of course I am. How dumb of me to ask you an obvious question," He notices the way that his precious you is staring at him, his smile falters, he forces you to her knees. "What's with that look? Do you hate me, or is it something else? Maybe that look is fear. Are you scared of me? And here I thought you'd be aroused by my little glow-up." Tomura kneels down in front of you, sighing and stroking her cheek with his left hand. "Now, now you, did you really think I'd be puny and weak? I did enjoy our time together, having someone pay for games and other luxuries was really nice, but I'm not willing to pay dumb and submissive with you anymore," He takes a muzzle out of his pocket. "You see, I'm not your submissive now, you're my submissive. You're mine now. So you can either behave yourself and be a good girl for me or I can muzzle you and make you be a good girl."
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