[ he moans quietly into his skin - - he's over stimulated himself at this point, in the afterglow of his orgasm, hips shifting in short little movements as he rides that out then stills. he stops biting him but he's still licking hungrily at those little pinpricks of red. ]
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If... you wanted a taste. You could have asked.
[His vice is basically wrecked, unrecognizable.]
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And you would have obliged me?
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