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Kaden looked at his boyfriend, and when he was ready for more, the demon didn't move. He had a even better idea. Taking one of Deiru's hands, Kaden carefully brought it down as he whispered. "Here...how about you fuck yourself with it, show me you can take it yourself." Kaden hummed, still slowly stroking him as he looked back down at the sound inside of him.
"You can do it. Just move slow...go at your own pace, let yourself feel how it slides into you while you push." The older demon said, his voice filled with passion and lust.
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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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