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once calloused fingers curl around slender throat , akina finds herself raising a brow at the man's boldness . usually , people who knew who akina was , what she was , didn't come this close let alone touch her like this . safe to say his boldness impressed her — half curse , half woman , but never a good news . her own fingers are cold as they snake around his wrist , not quite able to feel her index with her thumb ; physically , nanami could break her if she was a normal woman . but if cursed techniques are involved , she doubts he could put a scratch on her . not without too much effort , actually . all she did was to irritate him a little today , mindlessly spreading her negative aura around him and causing him headaches . not that mindless perhaps , akina liked making him mad ; gojo must have rubbed it off on her somehow . ❛ nanami . . . i like it when men overstep some lines . ❜ she doesn't lower his hand , instead , moves a little closer and tips her chin upward . a grin grown upon dark lips , a purr in her chest ; ❛ do you wanna choke me ? ❜
grab akina's throat.
