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WARNING: MATURE THEMES
You're really wet.
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Y/N: What do you mean 'you need me.' I can't help with... that.
You gestured to his pants, glancing at the boner which somehow got bigger. You tried to hide your flustered face but Saiki held your wrist. You had no idea how nervous Saiki was at the moment; this was something he never experienced before. He didn't want to experience it. It was kind of painful, the pulsing overwhelming his brain and turning it to mush. He suddenly wanted to do things he never even thought of before, his x-ray vision malfunctioning like crazy. One second you were naked, the next you weren't, then he somehow imagined you in lingerie, it was confusing and annoying and he was so-
-horny.
Saiki: Toritsuka made those brownies, right?
Y/N: What does that have to do with- oh.
Your eyes widened as the realization set in. You spun to look at the psychic in the eyes.
Y/N: You think he put something in it?
Saiki: He most likely asked a flirtatious ghost to help him.
Y/N: And we ate so much of it-
Saiki: Are you aroused?
He cut you off mid-sentence. You blushed and finally pulled your wrist away, feeling more flustered than ever.
Saiki: I just want to know if the brownies worked on you.
You shifted your weight and nodded softly. He sighed.
Saiki: How do we get rid of it.
You cocked your head to the side.
Saiki: The... arousal.
You raised an eyebrow, rolling your eyes and going to get his laptop. You weren't thinking clearly, granted since you were hyped up on viagra or something. You figured out his password pretty easily (coffeejelly24) which was weird since he's an all-knowing psychic. Also weird: he didn't understand anything about his own arousal, he saw it as more of a nuisance rather than anything else.
Y/N: The easiest way is porn I guess.
Saiki: Oh god no.
Y/N: I know, it sucks, but life sucks sometimes, Saiki.
