Sitting on the couch, tugging and kissing a plushie, Heizou was jealous, too jealous.

”That’s just a doll, kiss me, the real thing instead.”

Heizou groans, he wanted kisses, from you. Only you.

Soon enough, Heizou towered over you and grabbed the plush, aggressively kissing you.

He didn’t stop, he kept going, caressing your thigh.