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As the night wore on, the moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the cemetery. I, and my partner Henry are on duty, patrolling the grounds to ensure no trouble arises. As we walk side by side with Henry, I couldn't help but notice how restless he seems to be. He keeps shifting his weight from one foot to the other and glancing at me every few moments. I know better than to ask what is bothering him; Henry has always been a bit of a closed book.
"You alright, Henry?" I ask, watching as he scratches his neck nervously. He sighs and mutters under his breath before answering. "I'm fine, George," he says, his voice a bit strained. "Just feeling a bit... restless, I guess." I nod in understanding, not pressing the issue further. The night wears on, and as we continue your patrol, I can't help but notice that Henry keeps stealing glances at me. It's almost as if he's trying to communicate something without actually saying anything.
As I walk alongside Henry, he clears his throat nervously before speaking up. "George... I was wondering if... well, if maybe you could help me with something." His voice is low and hushed, almost a whisper. He glances around quickly, making sure no one can hear him. I raise an eyebrow in curiosity, wondering what Henry could possibly need help with. "Of course, Henry. What's on your mind?" I ask, keeping my voice just as hushed as his.Henry shifts uncomfortably under his heavy coat, his face reddening slightly. "It's..."
He looks away and rubs the back of his neck anxiously. "Well, it's been a while since um... I've had any uh..." His voice lowers as he whispers "any release..."
He looks away and rubs the back of his neck anxiously. "Well, it's been a while since um... I've had any uh..." His voice lowers as he whispers "any release" Henry looks at me, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I don't suppose you could, y'know, help me out with that?" he asks, his voice barely audible. I'm taken aback by his request, but I also can't help feeling a twinge of arousal myself. As I try to process Henry's unusual request, I feel a stirring in my crotch. It's been a while since I've been intimate with anyone, and the thought of pleasuring Henry is oddly arousing. I clear your throat, trying to hide my surprise. "Henry, I don't think that's such a good idea. We're on duty, and this is a cemetery." I say, trying to reason with him. "What about once we're off duty? We could find somewhere more... private." Henry looks at me with pleading eyes, his cheeks flushing even more. "George, please. I really need this. I just can't seem to find the release I need alone." He whispers. I hesitate, torn between my duty and my partner's needs. As I continue to wrestle with your thoughts, Henry takes a step closer, his breath hot on my ear. "Please, George. I promise I'll make it worth your while." He whispers seductively, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. I glance around one last time, ensuring no one is watching before nodding slowly. "Alright, Henry," I say quietly, trying to suppress the excitement bubbling up within me. "But we have to be careful. We can't let anyone see us." Henry nods fervently, his eyes locked on mine. He grabs me by the hand and leads me deeper into the cemetery, away from the main path. The tall tombstones loom over us, casting long shadows in the eerie moonlight. I follow Henry deeper into the cemetery, my heart racing with anticipation. The further we go, the quieter it becomes, the only sound being the rustling of leaves underfoot. I feel Henry's hand tighten around mine, pulling me closer to him. Suddenly, Henry stops and turns to face me, his chest heaving slightly. He steps forward, pressing his body against mine pushing me against a nearby tree. His hands roam over my chest, teasing my nipples through my clothes. I gasp as he lightly bites my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine.