Imagine being dared to steal Shu's MP3. When you're walking in the mansion a few hours later, you're shoved against the wall with your hands held behind your back. "So where is it?" Shu growls in your ear. After you insist you don't know what he's talking about, his grip grows tighter and he grinds his hips into yours, getting as close as physically possible. He spends the rest of the night torturing its location out of you.
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Dirty Diabolik Lovers Confessions
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