[Four. There's four fingers in him! It's so much and he cries out against Xie's lips and again when the fingers leave him. He feels so empty and he longs for them back but something better quickly replaces them. Something so good that his breath stutters as he sinks down onto it.]
Have me. Have me, Xie.
[Because he's needed this so badly. So very badly.]
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Have me. Have me, Xie.
[Because he's needed this so badly. So very badly.]