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! Slight NSFW warning (HELP should I include warnings or not??? I mean the book is tagged/labelled as mature anyways so yeah 😭) !

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"Yoriichi, if it's fine with you." I said, looking at him.

Yoriichi nodded.

"Alright. I'll ring my parents to let them know." I said.

"No, don't worry. I'll do it." Yoriichi said, smiling. "You just focus on Douma."

I gave him an uneasy smile.

Douma took both of my hands and hugged me.

"Yay Y/N! Thank you!" He exclaimed.

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Yoriichi decided to sleep on the couch. He let Douma sleep in his bed.

And me too.

He's such a nice person.

It's my first time sleeping with a man. I feel nervous.

Douma was busy washing up in the bathroom. I could hear the tap opening and closing.

The room felt extremely warm. I was getting sweaty.

Should I sleep with no clothes?

Nah, too risky.

But I don't want to stay sweaty.

Without thinking, I took off my shirt and pulled down my skirt, then put them both next to the small cupboard on the side of the bed. I was left with just my bra and panties.

That's better.

I suddenly started having thoughts about Douma. What his reaction would be seeing me like this.

Or even Yoriichi.

Or Muzan.

They'd all react in different ways.

Douma would be having a nosebleed, most likely.

Yoriichi would be extremely shy and awkward.

And Muzan?

He probably wouldn't even care.

Wait, wasn't he the one who tried to kill Douma?

"Heyyy, Y/N-"

"Oh?!"

Douma was holding a towel in his arms. He was shirtless, dripping wet from his hair to his chest and arms.

It almost felt as though he wasn't even stabbed to death. His wounds healed drastically.

His eyes widened, and he dropped his towel.

"You..."

He slowly walked towards me.

"You...wanna do it?" He said, in awe.

"What?!?!" I yelled, in embarrassment.

"Ooh, Y/N! Let's play a fun game! It's called guess the size.~"

Douma looked down at me.

"How big do you think it is, hm?~" He said, thrusting his hips around.

I looked at him, speechless.

He leaned forward.

"8 inches." He whispered in my ear.

"8?!" I exclaimed.

He went back up and started laughing.

"And let me guess your cup size. Double D's?"

He immediately jumped on top of me.

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