Mammon

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"A-ah- fuck~"

He groaned and grunted, thrusting his hips against you needily.

He wanted more of you,  he NEEDED more of you.

"Mine, you're mine.."

his tongue lolled out, his hands gripping your hips tight enough to bruise.

"Fu-uck... I love you, I love you so much..."

he swooped down, capturing your lips in his as he continued his fast and needy movements.

All he wanted was to please you, to feel you.

He would never get tired of the sounds you made, your expressions... The way you felt.

It almost made him feel high.

(Next up: Belphagor)

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