Kaden himself found it difficult to keep up with his own tempo, although Deiru’s moans as well as the simple words he spoke seemed to help him continue, using the last bit of his energy to fuck the demon beneath him.
Grasping Deiru’s hips and pulling them up closer to his groin, Kaden’s breathing increased. His head got light, dizzier than earlier although he barely showed it. “You’re such…a slut Deiru, asking for my cock.” Kaden moved as harsh as possible, his twitching member seeming to leak profusely, already close to his climax although Kaden was curious if he’d be able to achieve it without passing out on top of the other demon, he just had to wait and see.
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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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