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Finally when the next night had come down, the sun setting.
Kisma sat up, stretching as he let out a yawn. "hmn?"
he asked looking around for a second.
He'd forgotten where he was,
and the small fact that he'd been kidnapped.
Seeing Rion had reminded him though.
"I was hoping that was just a dream"
he muttered as he curled back up,
leaning against the other male with out much thinking about it.
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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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