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(Just as a future note, it was just the beginning of the school day. Not that much time has passed, but now it's the end? Just thought I'd point it out to let you know)
I watched as the rest of the students left the classroom. It was go time. I was going to get Asuma on his knees, on his back, on his front, any fucking position, as long as he was screaming my name. "I'd prefer to do my work, Asuma-sensei." I tell him, hissing on the "s" in his title.
I can see he's confused so I pretend to look at my book once again. After a while, I start to massage myself once more.
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