~Sneak Peak~

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♥"Calloused digit tips trace the silhouettes of smooth, contrasting thighs. They navigate rounded hips with familiar fascination. Inhalations whisper of longing. The breaths catch...while digits orchestrate an exhaled symphony of moans."♥

The sounds of muffled moans echoed through the psychiatric office of the lost light, letting anyone who walked by the doorknob automatic what was happening

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The sounds of muffled moans echoed through the psychiatric office of the lost light, letting anyone who walked by the doorknob automatic what was happening. Rung laid back against his desk with fuzzy optics, gripping onto (Y/N)'s thighs and slowly lapping at her valve. He could barely see without his glasses as he was making bruise marks along her thighs, hips, and waist. (Y/N) sat on top of him balancing herself not to fall on him covering her mouth with her servo. Rung pushed his glossa over the right node making her gasp softly behind her servo, he smirked slightly and pushed his glossa deeper into her as she gasped again moving her hand away from her derma to steadily herself. She moaned softly, biting down on her lip, as he blew warm air on her valve retracting from it and moved her and himself to the couch in his office.

She pants softly looking up at him, the way the light was dimmed down allowed her to see his facial features clearly, she looked up at him lovingly. He smirked softly and moved down to kiss around her neck gently biting into her protoform every other kiss. She whined as she felt his spike prodding at her valve. 

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