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... . I enjoy pleasing you. I want to make you feel good all the time. With me, you don’t have to do anything. I’ll do it all for you. You just have to keep liking me and I’ll give you the world."

Hiro wanted to cry again. How could Raiden be so sweet? What did he do to deserve such a man? How could someone like him so much? He moved closer and kissed Raiden’s lips. "I want to please you too Raiden." He murmured. "I want to do things that will make you happy." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

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