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Bad Luck (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He pushed her back to the tip and sat there for a moment. “Sucks.” He said before forcing her all the way back down. She could feel the bumps rubbing against her throat as he pushed deeper and deeper. “Nnf~~ Your throat ain’t half bad..~ I can only hope your pussy’s good too..~”
 
His snarls, his huffs and moans hidden behind more feral sounds. His scent, the danger present in his stance, his claws, his teeth. He moved her faster, but only a little bit. He was enjoying this far too much,
 
God, why wasn't she scared? Because she wanted it? Logically, her brain should be signaling her fight or flight, but she couldn't be happier being right here like this.
 
Her arousal only grew heavier, he could smell it. She moaned lowly, almost in gratitude, nails digging into her thighs to keep from touching him.
 
“G-Getting close, fuck your throat’s good.” He snarled out. How unfair, he was going to use her to cum, and she was making a puddle.
 
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