Date: 2024-10-31 09:38 pm (UTC)
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His breath leaves him all in a rush and his nails catch on his back, digging in out of shock and pleasure. The initial pain, so sweet on its own, fades and he looks up to the ceiling with another moan, this one deeper and so needy.

"God...yes."
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