⁹⁸KOKO, YOU CAN'T RESIST MY TOUCHED 

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KOKO, YOU CAN'T RESIST MY TOUCHED

“A smoke in the beach is still refreshing as always”

Rikko leaned his back over the hood of his car, forgetting all the problems presently and relax his nerves.

The sunrise was giving Rikko the peace of mind that he grasped easily, inhaling the morning breeze greeting his senses.

“I thought you stopped smoking, Koko?”

Rikko went stiff, feeling like thunder striking in the background, dimming his early morning because hearing the voice was a curse.

A slender hand slither like a snake unto his neck, up to his face.

The hand was covered in black leather gloves, showing off its candle like fingers, and took the cigarettes on his lips, tossing it on the sand.

That was when Rikko flipped over and pinned him down the car.

“Woah?, I didn't expect you like this position, to have an open sex at the beach, huh? Koko?”

Fara can feel the pain around his neck but won't show it, the smile on his lips, gives Kiro much irritation.

“I already told you, I'm not so