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At the far back of his mind, Credence feels the flush up the nape of his neck at how embarrassingly desperate his voice sounded. At the forefront of his mind, though? The large hand against his thigh squeezes, and his foggy mind pushes him to keep begging. His heart was so full.
"I'll be your good boy, Mister Graves... I'll be so good."
