Emile's panties are pulled to the side, his dress hiked up a little to his stomach to give Remy room to thrust his fingers in and out of his slick cunt repeatedly. Emile moans, loud and shaky, and he grasps the sheets of the bed, eyes slipping shut for a moment before coming to his senses again. His hips grind against Remy's fingers, his own hands letting go of the sheets and grasping at Remy, wanting to get him closer. And, when Remy complies, he slips a hand down the front of Remy's own trousers, fondling his small cock immediately.
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Sanders Sides Drabbles #2
FanfictionA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not. Part one: https://www.wattpad.com/530151779-sanders-sides-drabbles-hot-and-bothered-lamp Part three: https://www.wattpad.com/722223010-sanders-sides-drabbles-3-pet-names-logince
