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So if I run it's not enoughYou're still in my head forever stuck

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So if I run it's not enough
You're still in my head forever stuck

So if I run it's not enoughYou're still in my head forever stuck

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! MATURE CONTENT !

Y/N carefully opened the door , afraid its creaking would alert the boy she was spying on. To her luck , it didn't , and she quietly stepped inside the room , leaning against the wall located next to the half-opened door which she slowly pushed close.

Her eyes widened at the scene playing in front of her. Otoya was sitting down on his bed , biting on the bottom of his shirt to drown out the muffled moans he let out as his slender fingers were wrapped around his cock , stroking it. His other hand gripping the sheets underneath him. His flushed face and expression full of desire made her cheeks turn pink.

Y/N tried to look away. She knew it was bad. Who knew what Otoy would say if he saw her spying on him , yet she couldn't. It was like her feet were glued to the ground.

The girl felt that same , strange sensation she felt when she and Otoya were on call , squeezing her legs together to ignore the wetness that was pooling inside her panties.
"Fuck. I need to get out of here.." She thought to herself. This wasn't okay.

𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | e. otoya ✔️Where stories live. Discover now