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Daemon moaned loudly and gripped the blanket. He mewled and his eyes fluttered open. He looked back at the vampire but turned to put his face in the blankets as he felt the all too familiar sensation of his lower belly coiling. He panted and weakly tried to tell Vladimir but he couldn't manage anything as the man continued to thrust into him. His whole body went rigid and his back arched up as he spilled his seed onto the mattress.
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"Tick Tock, Jake. Time is Dead Kids."
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