CELIAN [ MXM ] ✔️

CELIAN [ MXM ] ✔️

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As Lydia rose to refill her coffee, Tristan saw an opportunity. Heart pounding, he slid under the table, crawling to Celian's side. His hands moved deliberately, trailing up Celian's thigh until the man tensed. "What are you doing?" Celian hissed under his breath, his voice low and strained. Tristan smirked. "Just enjoy." Before Celian could stop him, Tristan freed his semi-hard length, his lips grazing the tip before enveloping him completely. Celian's sharp intake of breath was followed by a low groan, his body betraying him. Lydia returned, oblivious to the tension radiating from her husband. She sipped her coffee, resuming her one-sided conversation. "Honey, are you okay?" Lydia asked, glancing at Celian's flushed face. "I'm fine," Celian stammered, his voice tight. "Just... too much work to do today." Warning this book contains: Gay Sex Age Gap Slurs Etc Enjoy xd
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My parents are possibly one of the most successful human sex traffickers in my home country. Which means they have plenty of people after them. That also means I grew up running with my parents from hiding place to hiding place to get away from Mafia's, Gang's, and the FBI. It was never a normal life and I always felt guilty. I was, after all, the reason my parents got into all of this. Until I met Magnus. His eyes were very captivating and burrowed deeply into my own eyes. And when he made his way over to me that day, I sensed a lot of things were coming to me. I just wasn't ready for the secrets I was oblivious to, to be revealed. ___________________________________________ M a g n u s But my mind traveled back to the boy I saw. His hair was dark, black and his eyes were shockingly purple. His skin was pale but his lips were plump and a light pink. I would do anything to see them wrapped around my- The elevator dinged and I slowly turned to look as the doors opened. My lips pressed together as the same boy stepped inside. "Finally you're back, what took you so long darling?" Claire chimed from behind me and I instantly groaned. Well, damn. "So this is the famous Esmeralda," I droned out staring him. He froze once our eyes locked and I could help but smirk a bit. He definitely amused me.

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