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He has practice in the morning. Yawning as he pulls @obscurse into bed. Don't mind him cuddling them.
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. . Is that so?
โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €daydreaming ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ญ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง * has their โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €fingers under her skirtโ€” โ €โ €โ €โ €she's begging for their mouth โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €instead(...) โ €
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. . . . Maybe he is.
โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €oh? is ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง * โ €โ €โ €making eyes at her from across โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €the room? โ €
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Gazing up at her, he whined softly. Biting on his lower lip before whispering against her. โFaster please.โž He says bucking his hips up against her to match her while arching his back off the bed wanting to reach his climax.
her smile grew, his pathetic sounds like music to her ears. " good. you could be better though(...) " she leaned forward, hands clawing over his chest, with sharp nails. " ask nicely. "
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Groaning, he grasped at the webs and tried to pry them off to no avail. Eyes watched her before whimpering softly. โ€œFaster. . . โ€ He squirmed beneath her.
winks coyly, hips moving at a painstakingly slow pace. she barely touched him now, shallowly clenching around him. " never claimed to be niceโ€” "
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. . . Torture. Absolute Torture. Grunting against her whilst the bed rocked beneath them. Flash was still struggling as he tried to match her pace. โ€œYou're mean.โ€
she would, wouldn't she? watching him fight against the restraints are half the fun of it. seeing the frustration painted so plainly on his face only gets her going.
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. . . She wouldn't dare. Especially not when it feels. . so good. She can't go slower. . Not when he's so deep inside with wrists struggling against the webs!
hmm(...) she doesn't mind a challenge. she can go fasterโ€” or slower. painfully slow actually.
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. . . He doesn't cry!
โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €webbing ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง * โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €to the bed and riding them โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €until they cry.
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"And you decided to come hang out with me?" He laughed. Eyes gazing at her, lips curling into a smile as he pulled away from his bike to walk over towards her. "So you're free all day?"
"this? i just threw it on." she murmrued, her voice soft. she lifted her shoulders into a light shrug. "i had plans, but my friend cancelled, so, i have nothing on my to do list today."
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"Always." He laughed before glancing over at her and walking towards the other. "You look like you're ready for a special day."
"hi." she beamed a smile, glancing over the bike. "making progress?" she questioned, head tilting sideways.
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"Hey. There you are." He laughs while bent over the top of the bike working on tinkering with the throttle.
she's stepping towards the open garage, shamelessly letting her gaze travel over his frame. "hey," she spoke softly, not wanting to startle him in any way.
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