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She's My Collar (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

His hand moved to take hers, lacing their fingers as he pinned her hand above her head, still moaning in her ear, "I love you, Lyra.." He moaned lowly.
 
She arched and bit back a cry of bliss as she climaxed hard, her walls wrapping very tight around him.
 
Orin had done his best to keep Lyra as happy and as satisfied as he could, but it seemed to him that Elves were rather insatiable. He had to pry himself away from her most days, not that he minded, he just didn't want to get caught with her.
 
"Majesty, I really must go..." He muttered against her neck, his hands roaming her body greedily as they hod out of sight.
 
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