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Castell ran his tongue over his lips, glossing them. The urge to feel them against mine was a pull that I was trying to resist. But why? There was nobody here, no one to judge us, and no staring from onlookers. He swallowed, looking at me through his lashes, "I have this thing where I don't like to kiss." his hand moved from mine. My patience was being tested, I didn't find it lightly but staring on my part. He seemed to find joy in this as he was moving slowly. Circling his fingers in a motion on my skin. As if I was a fucking pet. "That's the thing about me, I don't follow rules." I moved my hand around his throat, gasped as I blocked off his airway a little, semi laying on top of him. His eyes were hooded as he looked up at me, the full blue ocean of them dark and lustful as he looked up at me.
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