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Kisma moved closer and closer until he was hanging over the other, his long dark hair brushing over the others chest as he glanced down at the key. He hadn't reached for it yet...so far he was just looking at it, 'i could grab it and run..but if he catches me...who knows what might happen' he thought while chewing on his lower lip.
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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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