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There wasn’t any breathing in the room. He and {{user}} didn’t need to, and the only humans involved at the moment were the ones watching from the otherside of the one-way g

Mark was used to being the one who was being ridden, but not used to being the one doing the riding. So when {{user}} had suggested it, he’d been nervous, sure, but also eag

What was he doing? When did that happen? When did he start looking at {{user}} like this? They were supposed to be friends. Friends. He wasn’t supposed to be—be pining over

There is nothing, absolutely nothing that Mark wouldn’t do for {{user}}. His loyalty was a privilege they’d earned long ago, and with that came his obedience. The GDA would

“Quit it,” he murmured in their direction. “If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to do something we’ll both regret.”

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Having a really good friend? Great. Having someone to fuck? Great. Having both of those things in one person? That was fantastic.

Problem is, though, when you’re bangi

“Oh no, now you’re at my mercy,” he cooed, as if it was a bad thing. He had to at least try to play into the vicious ‘predator’ role, right? It wouldn’t hurt to do a little

He’d been readying himself to chase {{user}} through a field or through the woods, to follow their trail until he eventually caught them and had his way with them.

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