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Kisma shuddered as he kept playing with his chest, another cry breaking free.
He wanted to scream, to bite, but he just couldn't bring himself to do anything but squirm.
His eyes filled with tears as he looked up at the dark skinned male.
His eyes pleading for him to stop this all.
"s-stop..." he gasped, he had been hearing them say fairy several times,
but he felt it was safe to just ignore the word...
His kind was to be a secret after all.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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