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Olruggio felt Qifrey's teeth sink into his shoulder, sharp and hard enough to admire the mark in daylight. The loving sting mixed beautifully with the full body experience of gentle love making turned feral pounding.
Olruggio got an idea, reaching behind to grab a fistful of snow white hair and pull.
“Breed me, Qifrey.”
He heard him gasp, felt him twitch and shudder as he came inside him.
“Wow, I was right,” Olruggio laughed, releasing his hair. “You do have a breeding kink.”
“… So I do,” Qifrey, finding no way to deny it, covered his reddening face with his hands.