Gojo Satoru

Satoru was going to murder Suguru and the others as soon as you were gone.

He should have never been comfortable enough to take a nap in his office. But really... how would he expect that his best friend would cook up the most nefarious plan? Tying up his unconscious body and DRAGGING him along the school halls to your office.

And then tying extra rope around him and your office chair.

It was conniving! It was something he'd do! Suguru was supposed to be the responsible one.

Satoru didn't even know what to say to you. He was so goddamn flustered. It was completely out of character for him. "Yo, sweets..." He manages to say, sheepishly. He truly wished he had a free hand to hide his face because god was he certain he was turning brighter than a tomato... and with his pale complexion, that wasn't something he could hide well.

"Funny to see ya here," he says, trying as hard as possible to maintain his cheeriness. Even though he was certain that your presence alone would give him a heart attack.

Satoru had every chance then and there to use Limitless and free himself from these really (really) tightly tied ropes (goodness, was Suguru in the Scouts or something...?).

But he didn't. Satoru could only stare at you, starstruck and dumbfounded. He was sitting before you, tied to your office chair, his arms strapped to the armrests of your chair, completely and utterly vulnerable. Which... was a very entertaining and arousing thought.

Wrapped around him was a pink ribbon, tied into a cute little bow, as if he was a gift delivered straight to your door. "Um.. so, ya mind untying these ropes? Suguru and the others were just playin' a little prank... y'know, nothing for you to worry about..."

His cheeks just turned progressively brighter as he rambled. Looking down at his pants, he was truly beginning to think he was fucked. He was so obviously hard and he truly had nothing to hide it.

"Or you could just... leave me tied here and use me as your chair." God, what the fuck was he even saying? At this point, Satoru wasn't even thinking. His lips were moving before his brain could even process a thing. "It'll be as if I'm not even here, heh."