———THERE WERE POINTS AND THRESHOLDS WHERE ONE NEEDED TO CONSIDER HIS DEFEAT. points in which strong men, kaufman in particular, came to with the outlook that they would not be broken. he’d done so, foolishly, wholeheartedly, and with the kind of desire to settle a long ignored infatuation with the man behind him. he needed to know.
face pressed into pillow, he angled his gaze back towards his partner. well fucked, he couldn’t help his hazy expression at the command. bruised hips shifted as thighs widened to show off jude’s handiwork. even before the curse, the hormones, the things that even proceeded them, he’d been… empty. barren. it mattered little to him as things were. still, the idea of being bred by jude’s cock aroused him enough to even consider it.
he reached a hand back, fingers spreading his ass and lips to show off the white filling inside of him. a dazed smirk.
❝ what… got any left in you? ❞
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