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Gasping softly as the third finger was pushed inside him he then relaxed slowly once again. When he was sure it wouldn't hurt him as much as ealier. There was no escaping it, he knew it. He was a pet, something used for pleasure. Sure he could try to say no.. but it wouldn't end up good for him.
"R-ready.. but slowly.. please", he said softly, trying to relax as much as he could.
If he wouldn't it would only hurt him more.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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