You feel Sakusas hands grab onto your wrist as he pins you against the wall tightly. You feel yourself quiver and moan, his lips grazing your neck as he presses himself against you, grinding up and down. He’s so close, you can basically smell his cologne…

“Disgusting. What kind of a bitch sweats when they sleep.”

You wake up, realizing it was just a dream. The cologne was just the Febreeze Sakusa has been spraying unyieldingly since you two became roommates. Maybe you like him a bit…