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Jedtavius: How Queer?

Jedtavius: How Queer?

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Chapter 1: Odd It was sundown and all the exhibits were coming back to life for the night. Jedediah rushed over to the where the Roman diorama from the Western to meet his good friend Octavius. They both loved spending time together and for some reason, Jedediah always looked forward to their nights together. So when Octavius asked him if they could do some small runs around the lobby and then just hang out in his coliseum for the rest of the night he said, "Sure! An'thing ya wanna do!" The whole time they were in the car there were constant catches of glances towards each other. Jedediah felt as if here was something missing, he had always had the thought of how Octavius would send him not so subtle hints, and as well as the thought of him and Octavius together but he always shrugged it off and caught himself before he said anything. However, he knew as soon as they were going to be alone in the coliseum, something was bound to happen wether it was bad or not, it'd be odd for them.
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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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