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Arthur has no voice. None. He’s huddled in a corner of the reception with a cup of tea, trading whispers with Kiku, and he won’t even glance toward the bar - because today he can’t afford to bellow, snipe, or brawl. Francis is pleased. He remembers every second of the previous night. How he fucked Arthur - deep, hard, without stopping. Drove his cock into that tight, hot heat all the way to the hilt, until his own vision swam. Arthur screamed under him, arched, drooled and wept, and his wrecked body kept clenching around Francis’s cock long after he couldn’t make a sound anymore. Just opened his mouth soundlessly and shook. Francis fucked him until he’d fucked every last rasp out of him. And now he leans in and whispers a filthy proposition into Arthur’s ear - and Arthur, red-faced, furious, voiceless, nods.