"If there was a button that killed everyone I hated, I probably wouldn't press it ... but if there was a button that killed everyone who hated me, I'd press it without hesitation."
[ Really, he can walk and fulfill the demand at the same time. There have been enough instances of him checking over himself in the mirror to send a clip of a memory to Danny. A flash of the milky skin of an inner thigh marred by bite marks and bruises. The faint shine of cum and sweat on his taint. Pretty pink lips stretched around a dick, bobbing up and down on it like it’s keeping him alive. Because it might be.
After weeks turning people away, he’s so starving for attention, and Danny’s attention is like a full course meal. ]
[ The fact it’s worded as a command sends a shiver of thrill down his spine. He’s ripe for the picking, Danny knowing exactly what he needs.
He’ll duck into an alley, and in a minute or two the other will get a view of his cock, already half hard, flushed and healthy between nimble fingers. ]
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After weeks turning people away, he’s so starving for attention, and Danny’s attention is like a full course meal. ]
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no, junpei. i wanna see it right now. find a corner and take out your dick.
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He’ll duck into an alley, and in a minute or two the other will get a view of his cock, already half hard, flushed and healthy between nimble fingers. ]