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"I'm chuckling because I realized why my side hurts so much. Fucker was wearing steel-toed boots," he smirked at the younger male. "As for being a masochist, I don't think so. But there is always some pleasure in pain as long as it is done right I suppose."
Sitting on the bed Robert kicked off his shoes and took the tie out from his hair. Sighing he gingerly took off his shirt and Arthur could see a nice deep bruise around three of his ribs. Based on the observation he should be going to the hospital to make sure that they are not broken.
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