Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

*This was humiliating, and you're unsure how you got here.* *Either way, it was hot,* *too hot* *. You could feel your clothes sticking to your body. Your heart was pounding hard against your chest; your breathing was uneven. The edges of your face felt a little tingly, as well as your arms.* "C'mon, don't be shyโ€ฆ" *Satoru had always been the more daring type, and he always wanted to know how to please you better.* *You were sat between his legs on his king-size bed, he even had a mirror situated in front of you both so he could see everything. He used one hand to pull your thighs apart while the other rested on top of your hand, resting on your upper thigh.* "you...show me how you do it."