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Ｐｌｅａｓｕｒａｂｌｅ Ｐｏｉｓｏｎ 応営屋

Warning!!!

There will be sexual themes, strong language, and violence.

If you don't like smut don't read.

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+18 only pls

Now that's started let's have a fun time.

Ｏｖｅｒｂｕｒｄｅｎ　ドラい

【ｇｉｖｅ　（ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ）　ｍｏｒｅ　ｗｏｒｋ　ｏｒ　ｐｒｅｓｓｕｒｅ　ｔｈａｎ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｃａｎ　ｄｅａｌ　ｗｉｔｈ：】

"Doctor don't worry, I'll take care of you if you beg~"

Sitting next to the panting flushed face of the black-haired tattooed male, you watched him stare into your eyes pleading to release the strings that held his body down.

Your words did a number on him as he started releasing small moans of frustration from the refusal to help him ease the burning pressure. Your blood did quite a number on his body as he could no longer handle the urge to relieve himself or do anything to stop the painful pleasure running rapidly in his body.

His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest as he looked at you with lidded eyes, begging you to do something.

Nonverbally, since he felt his mouth unable to speak the words he needed to, his mind felt fuzzy as he tried to form words to say. Still, it was all too much for him as every time his dick would tug against the fabric of his pants he would feel a rush of pleasure rush to his mind but not enough to fully satisfy him.

He was being edged constantly by himself without even trying to, his eyes would flutter back into his head every time he felt the pressure of his dick being held back by the fabric but never enough to push him over the edge, he wanted something more.

No, he needed something more, and that more was you.

"Please! Touch me. Ah " Another rush of pleasure hit him as his dick twitched against his pants, drooling falling from his mouth as he focused or tried to focus his lidded eyes on you and began to beg again.

"I need you, (Y/n)! Please touch me or do anything to me, just let me cum!"

He was panting as he tried to hold himself together enough to beg you but your eyes widened in shock from Law begging. Not thinking he would be this much of a mess just from your blood, the sight before you was heavenly as you took in his form.

His usual deadpan look was washed away by a flushed face twisted in a mix of pleasure and pain, an erotic site that would send anyone ready to pounce on the male. The devilish smile painted on your face was sadistic as you began to plot what to do with the suffering male begging you to help him.