Swallowing thickly, Ichigo took one of her tiny wrists in one hand and her other wrist in the other hand. He carefully pulled them away from her front side, and while he could feel her trembling faintly in nervousness, he could also tell she was trying her hardest not to hide herself in front of him. She had turned her head to the side and closed her eyes tight in some mortification as she exposed herself to him
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“Y-Yeah...” she stuttered, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She seemed to be trying to calm herself when Ichigo took initiative to pull her as close as he could to the edge of the desk and then align himself with her slick opening
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