#like MWAH i love creating cute lil graphic shits for my fics

[lifewtr]

“Yes.”

Satoru pants as he presses into Kento’s touch, drops his hips a little lower. “Am I dreaming this?” He asks. “I fell asleep on the couch while you were making the cocoa didn’t I, that’s why you’re saying all these perfect, pretty things to me—”

“You would think of me wanting to perform murder on your behalf as something pretty.” Kento huffs—and who knows, maybe it is. “You’re awake, Satoru. I meant every last word.”

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