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The room was spinning. It was all just a blur of bright colors and hazy shapes and soft lines and where the hell was he, anyway? He couldn’t remember. Didn’t think it mattered much, either, with the buzzed head bobbing between his legs like his dick was made of sugar.
And hey, maybe it was.
(Prompt fic)
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- Part 1 of Prompts