Yes, My King - Prinxiety

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"On your knees, love," Roman orders, hand stroking up Virgil's back, letting it fall away as Virgil lowers himself slowly to his knees. "Yes, my king," Virgil utters softly as his bare knees hit the carpeted floor, he's going to get carpet burn. "Such a good servant for me, aren't you?" Roman asks, pacing around to in front of Virgil who looks up at him with wide eyes, flushed down to his bare chest. "I try to be, my king," he says, humming when Roman cards his fingers through his hair. "I'm going to enjoy fucking your pretty mouth, darling."

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