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Watching Deiru walk over to the couch, Kaden didn’t take long to follow as he stood in front of the Deiru and looked at the young demon when he heard him say that.
“I never said you were….I will admit I like cumming inside of you, in all ways, but I don’t see you as a disposal chute.” Kaden grimaced at the thought of ‘using’ someone like that, but it kind of seemed like he was treating Deiru exactly the way he explained it.
Taking yet another deep breath, Kaden put one of his hands down to untie the string holding up his sweatpants. “So the whole ‘whore’ and ‘slut’ nicknames during sex is uncalled for now?” Kaden wondered, asking in a serious manner, not mocking the demon at all.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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