[Sukuna honestly couldn't tell at this moment what was better: Okakou's hair a wreck as she gasped and moaned beneath him, the taste of her against his tongue, or the image of her in the bath returning the favor.
He pulled away to take in her face, instead teasing her clit with the pad of his thumb.]
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He pulled away to take in her face, instead teasing her clit with the pad of his thumb.]
Have you thought about all of that a lot?