“That’s it baby, good girl, just like that.” He cooed, hands on your hips as he pulled you down on top of him. Unfortunately though, you missed hitting him at full force at the wrong angle.

He let out a screech of pain, practically tossing you off of him. “Holy shit, I think you broke it.” He said, hands gesturing towards his groin. It was bent in half in the middle and starting to swell. Never before had Satoru Gojo felt the need to cry in his lifetime, but he couldn’t hold back through the pain.