seishiro nagi is the sweetest person you know. you wouldn't have believed he jerked off to photos of you, not in a million years─until you see it for yourself. how can you pretend to be normal around him after that? short answer: you can't.
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He was a good boy. He was.
That’s what Seishiro told himself as he pumped his cock.
He was a good boy for you—only you—his breathing escalated, and in the darkness of his room, only his phone screen, lit up with a photo of you on your knees in your soccer uniform. Slick sounds mingled with his moans as his head craned back and his cock arched into his hands. Sweat clung to his forehead, dampening his hair and heating up his neck. His whimpers echoed through his apartment, he was alone for now—but you would be here soon, standing in his doorway in those little shorts you liked to wear.
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switching povs - chapter 2
It was your millionth time at Nagiro’s since you’d moved to the city for university.
It was your millionth time seeing him without a shirt.
But it was the first time he’d answered the door in nothing but a towel, hanging low on his hips, so low you could see the indents from years of training. And just below—the very thing you’d pictured over a million times.
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switching povs - chapter 3
Your hands pressed against the bathroom door. He’d been in there for a little while now, was he shitting? A grin found its way across your lips. Wouldn’t it be fun to tease him a bit? You thought about knocking, or maybe even calling out, but that wouldn’t be as fun as catching him off guard.
Before you could register the noises on the other side, you twisted the knob and trudged forward.
Your brain stopped before your feet did. You froze.
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