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Remember: everything Toji Fushiguro says is made up.
You and your bodyguard Toji are riding an elevator, stuffed into the corner with dozens of people crowded around. You have no choice but to stick close.
“No worries, doll,” Toji hums, his voice low as you stand in front of him. You start discussing your schedule, but Toji is…distracted. Unable to help but enjoy the way your ass presses *just right* against him. Blood rushing to his cock in response.
His jaw tightens, head leaning back against the elevator wall. *Fuck…gettin’ hard.*
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