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”No, I can’t,” Cid positively growls, resting his weight on one hand on the wall so he can lean in right next to Clive’s ear. ”I can’t stop thinking about your slutty arse, and how you came in your pants when I bent you over that table and fucked you.”
Clive freezes, a sudden mixture of panic and shame spreading in his belly. He takes a long breath through his nose, and tries to push on Cid’s shoulder to give himself even just a fraction of more space. Space he wanted even less of barely seconds ago.
Shame is a difficult thing to unlearn.
”I didn’t,” he admits, determined not to give in to ghosts.
OR:
Clive in a cock cage. That's it, that's the fic.
Series
- Part 1 of locked boy Clive