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In every love story, every play, every song, every something Wooyoung had seen or heard, there would be the one. He thought the one was bullshit, because every omega with a story to tell had told him so. There are no nice alphas. There are no fated mates. There are no true bonds.
But Wooyoung did soon learn they were wrong.[“Just feel me, then decide if you want to go jerk off on your own, or spend the night in me.” Wooyoung smirked, shuffling back, pulling San along with him until he was pressed against cool brick. He pulled up on his robe, parting it to make room for San’s hand between his thighs. He didn’t even need much guidance after that, his fingers instinctively seeking wet warmth, Wooyoung’s fingers wrapped around his wrist as he slipped underneath his small cock, and right against his cunt. Swollen, puffy, sticky, used by the King himself but he’d yet to actually be satisfied. San shuddered and shifted closer as his fingers pushed inside and curved, making the both of them moan out loud. “Need a real alpha, a real knot-” Wooyoung whined, legs spreading as much as they could while standing, letting San fuck his fingers in deep. “Mnn, you’re good with those, aren’t you?”]
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09 Oct 2024