He's been a good boy, he really has. All tied up in the middle of the common room in nothing but blue panties, now a bit sticky, and blue silk binding him in place. Roman's knees hurt and kill but his mouth aches, parted and awaiting anything it's given. He wants his lips to be stretched and mouth filled by his sirs, their fingers and cocks, anything at this point. His sirs stand in front of him, all naked from the waist down and their cocks hard in their hands. Roman knows he's drooling, needy, but he wants- he wants.
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Sanders Sides Drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not.
