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You sigh his name like that— with that delicate lilt to your voice— it sounds a bit like a dream to him, and he knows it all too well; knows it from all the late nights your toes curl and tap over his broad shoulders, from all the early mornings his fingers and lips have spent pulling honey from in between your legs. It’s a noise so sweet, so pretty; he thinks himself to be a sinner with how it makes his blood run hot and cock throb with need.
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19 May 2023