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... Oathran hissed back, his voice strained. "I can feel the shape of my own cocks through your cock. You don’t have to tell me."
Eastiel watched from his vantage point, stroking himself with a slow rhythm. Yes, the sight of the two hot powerful men fumbling, rearranging limbs and angles was its own kind of aphrodisiac. It made him painfully hard, his cock weeping a clear string of precum. Yes, he also had lamented his life.
And yet, in this moment, he wouldn’t have traded this view ...
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