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Slipping his boxers off, Kaden looked back into Deiru’s eyes and yet again couldn’t stop himself form thinking how lucky he was to have someone like Deiru beneath him.
As he asked that, Kaden’s hands reached for the young demons legs, being slow so that he didn‘t hurt Deiru at all. “I want to put your legs over my shoulders…so that I can enter you as deeply as possible.“ Kaden whispered, taking Deiru’s legs and bringing them up. “You think you can do that comfortably?” He wondered as he brought one of them up to his shoulder to see. As he did, Kaden kept his eyes on Deiru while kissing and suckling along the skin of the demons calf.
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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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