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Furina bit her lip, spreading her legs to place the tip of her toy in. As quiet as she was attempting to be, the stretch of it coaxed a moan out of her. She whimpered, pressing another inch inward, sheets parting as she twitched and shook.
The Knave's heartbeat rattled in their chest, their eyes wide open and the boxers they wore feeling increasingly inadequate.
For as much as they'd seen Furina, in every outfit of every show, every bathing suit, every dress, no one had managed to give Arlecchino what they craved the most. What accidents on sets or interview slips were never enough to sate the manager.
Even if she was no longer as young as Arlecchino longed, there was no harm in indulging themself now.
In other words: Arlecchino has a plan to get Furina under their thumb. For Dead Dove Sapphic Week Day 2 - Obsession.
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