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Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She didn't want to think about her past anyway, it would inconvenience Koda more than her. She sighed and laid down, drawing random pictures in the dust.
"So, Koda, now that you got a house, you gonna settle down?" Tony asked.
 
"Settle down? Like get hitched?" He asked. "Maybe, yeah.." he said with a soft laugh as he set their food out.
 
"Got a girl in mind?" Arthur asked.
"You've never showed interest in anyone before." Tony remarked. Layla's bright smile appeared in his mind, he could even hear her laugh.
 
They continued to talk about whatever came to mind as they ate, and Layla listened from her spot in the attic. She loved Koda's voice, loved the way he spoke and held himself. She bit her lip, her legs shifting as she thought about all their bouts together.
 
She whined softly, wanting his hands on her, his moans in her ear. She couldn't take it. She wanted him.
 
His friends were still here, though. He was washing dishes now, taking such good care of her. No, their house.
 
Now. She moved down from the attic and snuck under the crawl space before she pulled herself up under the table. She moved between Koda's legs and pet him slowly through his pants, not wanting to spook him.
 
He seemed a little startled at first but brushed it off as a chill. Oh no, poor Layla, was she having another flashback?
 
She opened his pants carefully and freed him from the gap in his boxers, stroking him slowly to get him hard.
 
He seemed a little tense, and his face was a little red. He tried to play it off, his heart pounding
 
She waited for him to be fully hard before taking him into her throat, not letting out a single noise as she worked him quickly.
 
His breath caught in his throat, and he seemed almost sick to his friends as he tried not to make a sound.
 
"Dude, are you ok?" Arthur asked.
"You look a little green." Layla took him to the base each time, her throat somehow hot and soaking wet.
 
"Y-Yeah I think.. fuck I think something's not sitting right.." he said, his cock throbbing hard in her throat.
 
"Shit, man, got us anxious now."
"You tryyna poison us?" Layla's tongue slid out to wrap snuggly around his sack, the tip of her tongue playing with whatever sensitive spot she could find.
 
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