Soap with Mia
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Thread Topic: Soap with Mia
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"Hnn..!" He shut his mouth tightly. He didn't want to moan. But Ferris looked back up at him when he heard what the man said next. "A-are you insane?..." Was he serious?
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His thumb made gentle circles over the head of his head, while he kept a surely-drunken amused look on his face. "No. I'm someone who deserves money just as much as the next person, and I will do what I have to to get it."
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Ferris bit his bottom lip. His eyes clenched tightly when he felt the pleasurable sensation hit his body.
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((ah f--- me
*the head of his c--- ))
Arthur chuckled, as he could tell the red head was trying to hide how pleased he was. The criminal started again with steady strokes, leaning down to suck purple circles onto the other's neck. -
"Hh... S-" His browed furrowed up. "Stop... t-touching me..." It was hard to get the words out. He wanted to make sure they didn't come out as moans instead.
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"Oh, please," Arthur murmured against his skin. "What's unenjoyable about it?" He asked, continuing on with the motions. As if to make a point, he sped the motion of his hand, his thumb find the thick vein on the underside of his c--- and stroking it up and down to follow each movement.
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He couldn't answer that question. It was indeed enjoyable. But it wasn't something he wanted to admit to this Author guy. But when he sped up his pace his mouth finally parted. "Ah..." He sighed quietly.
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Smiling against his skin, Arthur finished with another fresh purple mark. He kept his hand moving, pausing every few moments to let his thumb toy at the head of it before continuing on.
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"S-seriously.." He felt his stomach tighten. That only meant one thing. "I-if you keep doing that I'll..." He chocked the words out.
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"You'll what?" He asked, stopping his hand mid-stroke. "What is it that you'll do? Tell me."
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He was close to comeming. Thank goodness he stopped. He looked down while panting. "N-nevermind."
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"Then I guess I have no reason to stop. But I don't want to make a mess." Arthur crawled backwards, so his knees were back on his own seat and both of his hands were on either side of the red-haired boy's hips. "Before I continue, who do I have the pleasure of?"
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"...Ferris...." He answered him quietly.
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Arthur smiled slyly, then without another word, tugged Ferris' pants down. With one hand, he held the base of his length vertically, the other keeping his balance while he lowered his lips to hollow out over Ferris' dick.
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He felt the air hit his bare lower body. Ferris looked down at him, observing his actions.
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