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Hope smirks a bit knowing that Zidane was staring helplessly like a dog at his ass, lending back up with the pants and leggings looking for the shirts and maybe even get a jacket and some new gloves. He then sneaking his fingers down drawing around the outline of Zidane's erection making it even worse before pulling away leaning close to the thief's ear. "..It's not nice to stare at someone's ass, Zidane-san.." Hope whispers so seductively as the boy heads over to the other section. 'I womder how long he can hold on.. until I ended up getting pounded like there's no tomorrow after this. I'll have to find out soon..'
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