But no matter how much Yuji touched her skin, kissed her, or thrusted, nothing could ever satisfy the void. Well, not if she closed her eyes, and instead of seeing Yuji, she imagined dark hair and olive, green eyes. She dug her nails into his body- which in her mind, even looked different: broader shoulders and more defined muscles. And when she felt her walls contract and her tummy tight, the words just rolled out of her tongue like butter. "Hajime~" Disclaimers: SA Smut Profanity Self-Harm *ALSO IN AO3*
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