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“Yes, I know you do,” Max croons, running his nose over Charles’ heated cheek, biting at the edge of his jaw. “Such a perfect toy for me. I love fucking you, baby, especially when you’re good and touch yourself when I tell you.”
“But I- I want-”
“Ah-ah.” Tenderly, Max slides his fingers into Charles’ hair and tightens his grip until Charles whimpers. “Who decides what you want?"
how long would you be able to stay good, hm?
Series
- Part 9 of formula 1 fortnights (fic collection)
