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[ he tries to stifle his moan, eyes glancing to the door as he shudders. The moment Sylvain takes him, his hips rock, wanting more. ]

I…want to fuck your mouth [ he whispers, reverent and ginger. Flaming red but keeping his cool all in all ] I’ve thought about it. Often.

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