"Is this what you wanted, slut?"
Virgil's words are harsh and bitter, almost as painfully arousing as the nails digging into his hips.
Hopefully the others don't see much off about the two of them. Roman settled rather cutely in Virgil's lap.
But Roman can't ignore the tight lingerie hugging his torso and crotch, the plug vibrating in his ass as Virgil brushes kisses to his neck occasionally.
"Please, yes, sir, please," Roman whispers, blushing madly, his hips jerking ever so slightly, cock trapped in his jeans, hard and leaking.
"Please what, slut?"
"Let me come, sir."
He comes quickly.
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Sanders Sides Drabbles #4
FanfictionThe fourth installment of mostly smutty drabbles for Sanders Sides. Find the previous parts on my profile.
