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[butfortheirvirtue]

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[butfortheirvirtue]

[Maybe if it were a different situation, he could handle this, stay V. Maybe if his hands weren't restrained, maybe if he weren't lying prone...but he is. He's at her mercy and she's doing things with her tongue that he's never felt before, and...

His breath is coming in gasps, sharp and deep and hollow, and he can't stop himself from jerking his hips up every so often, because he's getting close already. (He's breathing out her names in a chant, mixed up with each other, IV, IV, imouto, oh god--

He needs more, he needs it never to stop.]