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Titania

“You're wet,” the corners of his lips ride up, morphing into a cruel smirk. He dips his head once more and traps my earlobe in between his teeth, tugging. “You're always wet for me. Always.”

“No,” I try to push him away, to escape his harsh, yet comforting arms but I'm weak. He retrieves his hand from my panties, not taking his eyes off mine as he brings it up to his face and sucks his wet fingers clean. The gesture is so erotic, so hot that I shudder in delight.

Fuck.

“M-hm,” he closes his eyes, his jaw moving as he savors my taste. “Tastes...good. Like honey.”

I twist my face in disgust, pretending to be sickened, then turn on. “You're even more sickening than I imagined.”

“I'm only sickening for you, princess,” he chuckles, thrusting the fingers he sucked off into my face. I turn away.

“Stop.”

He laughs, grabbing my hips once more, firmly. “I've been thinking through a lot of things, Titania. Soul searching for answers. The answers I need, the ones you refuse to give me.

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