[My Chemical Romance] Honey, This Mirror...
Title: Honey, This Mirror...
Chapter: oneshot
Fandom: My Chemical Romance
Pairing: present!Gerard/teen!Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Shameless time-traveling porn between present-time!Gerard and teen!Gerard.
Disclaimer: This never happened. At least I think so.
Author Notes: This is the edited and expanded version of my Gerard/Gerard drabble for the Bandom Anonymous Porn Meme a long time ago. I wrote this with Metro Station as the background music, hahaha. Raise your hand if you want me to do one with time-traveling TBP!Mikey and teen!Gerard. I requested that one but no one took it up so I'm thinking of writing it myself.
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Gerard woke up with a warm weight pressed flush over his whole body and a wet tongue lapping at his neck. He arched his back in pleasure, feeling warm and sleepy and just right, before his brain caught up with the situation and had a mental freakout. His body was still sluggish with sleep though, so he could only push weakly against whoever was trapping him against the bed, his mind screaming 'oh my god there's a serial killer in my bed I'm going to die!!'.
"What... wait, what..." When his eyes fluttered open and everything came into focus, he could only see a mass of unruly black hair on his shoulders and - as he flickered his eyes sideways - someone's hands holding his own hands down, which explained the ineffectiveness of his struggle. Before he could open his mouth again to scream though, the stranger looked up, bright eyes peering out from under dark locks of hair, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. The strange man smiled at him, which made him do a double-take because there was something awfully similar about that smile and the way it lit up the guy's whole face. They stared at each other, no one saying anything for a whole minute, until Gerard remembered the whole 'hello, creepy stranger in my bed!!' thing.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man lowered his eyes a little (Gerard totally couldn't help staring in fascination because wow, those are some seriously long and pretty eyelashes) and Gerard could feel him slowly drag his thigh over his crotch, and oh. Apparently he had been half-hard when he woke up, and was now well on his way to become fully hard. Pressed flush against some possible serial killer who happened to be really hot and in his bed. Gerard cursed his traitorous teenage body. He had a brief vision of this stranger raping him and then burning the house down and he might be on his way to hyperventilation very soon. Why did his parents and Mikey have to choose this day to be out of town?
"Shh, you're thinking outloud. Don't think too much about it. Just... tell me if you want me to stop." The stranger smiled again and leaned down to press warm lips against his own at the same time his hips buck forward. Gerard arched into the kiss and as his mouth opened in a silent gasp, the man's tongue slipping in after licking the inner curve of his lower lip, making it obscenely hot and wet. He couldn't explain it, but there was this feeling, there was something very surreal about this whole thing, about this guy's voice that made him feel safe and reassured, and maybe his mind was still in a sleepy dream place, so all rational thoughts fleeted his mind and pleasure took over as he felt a hand cup his hardness through the flimsy fabric of his pyjama pants. It was only natural that he arched up into the touch and moaned helplessly into the other's mouth.
With a Gerard Way who was way too chubby and geeky and odd, it wasn't an everyday occurrence that someone even looked his way, much less made out with him (and this was making out, yes?), and so he soaked it up as much as he could because this stranger was hot and musky and oh so perfect against his own body. And whenever he looked up as if to check whether Gerard was still okay there, Gerard was just awestruck by the prettiness and how there was this odd familiarity lurking behind every angle. Gerard thought maybe he had seen this beautiful stranger in his dreams and oh god, maybe this really was a dream. So he let go and let his mouth be thoroughly fucked by the man's tongue, his hands quickly easing his shirt up and oh gods, he needed more skin on skin or he would die from this suddenly burning hunger. Gerard's body jerked as long fingers brushed over his nipples. He could feel the other's smile in the kiss as his body trembled in pleasure.
Gerard's every curse and whimper was smothered by burning hot lips and wet tongues and rough fingers on his hips. They eventually died down to broken gasps and embarrassing moans he never knew he could make, but he couldn't get enough of it. Gerard had always been very self-conscious about his body, yes, but when the man eased his pants down just barely past his thighs and slid down his body to start sucking, licking, lapping at those chubby milk-white thighs with teeth and tongues and soft lips, Gerard forgot all about reservations and just arched up, wholly offering his own body, pale neck sweetly exposed.
When the man closed his mouth around the tip of his cock and looked up to fucking smile at him, Gerard was torn between shit that face is way too familiar for comfort! and ohgodmouthtoofuckinghot. He threw his head back in a choked scream, body almost convulsing as waves of unfamiliar pleasure rippled through him. His skin, which had never been touched by a foreign hand before, felt way too sensitive to every single stroke and licks. This was too overwhelming, the feeling of his hard cock being engulfed in a velvety hot and wet mouth. The other man was licking delicately around his shaft, and he thought he was going to die with every flick of that velvety tongue. Then he started sucking in earnest and oh shit, Gerard's brain went blank as he looked down and saw the other man obviously trying to go down on him as far as he could, his wet pink lips stretched obscenely around Gerard's hard cock. He had certainly seen enough porn to know about this, but he had no idea it would be so much hotter and utterly overwhelming in real life. He couldn't help bucking his hips lightly, fucking deeper into that wet warmth, and those hands placed lightly on his hips certainly didn't do anything to stop him. Gerard's breathing was in ragged pants, and he was certain the head of his cock just hit the back of the other's throat and oh god, he was so going to come three minutes into his first blowjob -
"Call my name."
Gerard, startled by by the sudden loss of sweet sweet heat around his cock, turned towards the source of the husky voice, whining breathlessly. "What. I don't..."
"Gerard."
"What?"
"Call my name when you come. It's Gerard. My name."
Then the man's tongue pushed up underneath his throbbing cock in a wicked curl, and Gerard arched off the bed, screaming out the name "Gerard" as instructed because okay, his brain totally wasn't functioning right now to recognize the weirdness of the situation.
Gerard collapsed in a heap of buzzing nerves, barely noticing as the other 'Gerard' slid up and kiss him sweetly. "Fuck, your voice..." There was this strange taste on his tongue though, and it took Gerard a few seconds, but when he realized what it was, his brain nearly short-circuited by the sheer hotness of it all. He moaned weakly into the kiss, hands reaching out to pet lightly at the other's neck. Then the other's jeans-clothed hips ground down on his bare thigh and oh, of course. Gerard's heart was once again madly hammering in his chest as he deliberately lifted his thigh to press against the hardness he could feel through the jeans, and the man groaned hotly into his mouth. Gerard could practically feel his own cock start twitching to life again at that low and hoarse groan. There was something oddly familiar about it.
"Can I...?" The older man whispered against his lips and Gerard's heart would skip a beat if it could because the other's fingers were caressing lightly at the cleft of his ass and it was as clear as day what he was asking of. His lower stomach was burning and Gerard swallowed nervously before muttering a breathy "I don't know how..." into the other's lower lip. His stomach churned as the image of those lips stretched around his cock earlier flashed in his head. Gerard had been thinking about his sexuality, yes, but the porn he'd watched didn't exactly tell him how much he would like it if there was a cock shoved up his ass. However, for whatever strange reasons, this stranger made him feel right and all his self-consciousness seemed to be non-existent in front of him, despite the fact he wasn't too sure what was going on, .
"I'll show you. You'll like it." As if reading his mind, the older 'Gerard' smiled down at him and kissed his lips lightly, then he sat up to ease out of his shirt and his -very tight- dark jeans and Gerard couldn't help staring as the denim was being dragged down on taut smooth thighs and legs. The man grinned and lowered himself on top of him again, his chin resting lightly Gerard's stomach, and normally Gerard was very self-conscious about particular parts of his body, but all thoughts fleeted his head as the other leaned down and started kissing, licking, nibbling at his tummy. Gerard was practically writhing on the bed, his back arching up, hands fisted onto the bedsheet. How the hell did this total stranger know that he was extremely sensitive there? Every little bite left him aching for more, and his thighs were practically trembling with pleasure. "Oh god, stop... I'm going to... argh..." He helplessly moaned into his pillow, and to his surprise, the other actually stopped after leaving a final wet kiss just below his belly button.
Gerard turned to look and widened his eyes in wonder as the older man suddenly lifted up and and reached over him to open his lowest drawer and get out Gerard's tube of lube. However, before he could open his mouth to ask how the hell the other knew where he kept the lube, his mouth was assaulted with another hot wet kiss completely stealing his breath away. He was so lost within the velvet hotness of the other's mouth that he didn't even notice when the older man lifted his thigh up slightly. However, when a cool slicked finger probed at the entrance of his ass, he was surely startled out of it. Before he knew it, that long finger was already deep into his ass and Gerard sucked in a sharp breath because it felt weird but he liked it. It burned only the slightest bit, just on that edge of pleasure, and it made Gerard ache for more, so he was grinding down to the other's finger in no time. His breath was in starts and stops as he fucked himself on the older man's finger, and it felt good. Gerard couldn't help the stream of moreyespleasepleaseplease. He could feel the other's harsh breath against the underside of his jaw and then teeth nibbling at his lower lips. Two fingers slid in easily and he arched his back in a silent scream as they corkscrewed inside him, pressing against something that made his vision explode white hot.
Three fingers, three fingers were easy and burning hot and deliciously ached. Gerard pushed down in minute jerks of his hips, desperate for more of that blinding pleasure, and he was breathing incoherent pleas into the other man's mouth. Then the fingers were out, he was eased onto his back, and Gerard's heart nearly jumped to his mouth as he felt something blunt-hard skating lightly against the rim of his entrance. His whole body involuntarily tensed up in anticipation, good anticipation though.
"Trust me?" The man smiled somewhat shakily at him, and Gerard smiled back tentatively, body relaxing somewhat. The man's hands gripped at the back of his thighs to lift them up, and then he felt that blunt-hot something push slow-burn-slow into him. Gerard let out a gasp, trying desperately to breathe and relax his body, taking it in as much as he could, and oh fuck, the stretch-burn hurt, but it was also so hot and so good.
"You okay?" The older man breathed harshly, and he nodded vigorously, trembling under the hard grip of fingers on his thighs. Then he pushed in fully, and Gerard let out a choked scream, the hard-hot-stretch feeling inside threatening to blank his brain out. He had never felt so full and it was too much, too overwhelming and he was choking on his own breath. "Breathe," the man demanded, sounding out of breath himself, and Gerard obeyed, breathing in and out, letting himself get used to the feeling of the throbbing hardness inside his body. "Move," he mumbled, "please..." He wanted more of this. He could feel it.
The older man started thrusting, slow and deep and thorough. Gerard could feel it in every cell of his body. It burnt, but then suddenly the burn was delicious and he wanted moremoremore of the dizzying pleasure deep inside. Then the other suddenly bucked forward with a choked groan, and then they were groaning and breathing in some kind of harmony, Gerard's hips bucking up and the other's slamming down in a sloppy yet perfect rhythm. Gerard's own cock was trapped between their bodies, throbbing and leaking on its own without even being touched. The man leaned down to nibble on his lips and his tongue slipped in, fucking his mouth in the same rhythm with his hips'. His ass felt full of hothardpleasure as the older man kept fucking him harder and faster. On Gerard's lips was a string of choked profanities and a string of Gerard Gerard oh god yes Gee-
And then the other hit something deep inside Gerard, and his body felt like it was exploding brilliantly again, the waves of the explosion making his body convulse over and over. When he finally regained normal vision of his eyes, he was already a mess of sticky come on his bed. And the other was still hot and hard inside him, against his oh-so-sensitive prostate, despite his body being completely still over Gerard's besides from his harsh breath. Gerard whimpered and carefully rolled his hips and gasped from the pleasure. "Please..."
The man's hips bucked forward, and it was like the breaking point as he picked up the pace again, fucking hard and deep into his ass, his hips pressing, grinding down as much as he could manage. Gerard groaned helplessly and let himself go completely, letting the other take all of his body and fuck him down the mattress. Bursts of pleasure were shooting through his spine, but he had just come and despite being a teenager, coming more than twice in a row was still impossible. And then the older man was grinding hard into him, letting out a hoarse groan, and Gerard tingled all over as he felt his come shoot inside his ass over and over. The other collapsed next to him, an arm slung across his shoulders, their legs tangled warm and comfortable. Gerard stared at the wedding ring on his finger, but his brain was too fried to gain a coherent thought right now.
The other 'Gerard' slowly nibbled at the back of his neck, and his long locks of dark hair tickled at the back of his ears.
"Fuck me later as well... I want to be both of your firsts, okay?"
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Chapter: oneshot
Fandom: My Chemical Romance
Pairing: present!Gerard/teen!Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Shameless time-traveling porn between present-time!Gerard and teen!Gerard.
Disclaimer: This never happened. At least I think so.
Author Notes: This is the edited and expanded version of my Gerard/Gerard drabble for the Bandom Anonymous Porn Meme a long time ago. I wrote this with Metro Station as the background music, hahaha. Raise your hand if you want me to do one with time-traveling TBP!Mikey and teen!Gerard. I requested that one but no one took it up so I'm thinking of writing it myself.
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Gerard woke up with a warm weight pressed flush over his whole body and a wet tongue lapping at his neck. He arched his back in pleasure, feeling warm and sleepy and just right, before his brain caught up with the situation and had a mental freakout. His body was still sluggish with sleep though, so he could only push weakly against whoever was trapping him against the bed, his mind screaming 'oh my god there's a serial killer in my bed I'm going to die!!'.
"What... wait, what..." When his eyes fluttered open and everything came into focus, he could only see a mass of unruly black hair on his shoulders and - as he flickered his eyes sideways - someone's hands holding his own hands down, which explained the ineffectiveness of his struggle. Before he could open his mouth again to scream though, the stranger looked up, bright eyes peering out from under dark locks of hair, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. The strange man smiled at him, which made him do a double-take because there was something awfully similar about that smile and the way it lit up the guy's whole face. They stared at each other, no one saying anything for a whole minute, until Gerard remembered the whole 'hello, creepy stranger in my bed!!' thing.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man lowered his eyes a little (Gerard totally couldn't help staring in fascination because wow, those are some seriously long and pretty eyelashes) and Gerard could feel him slowly drag his thigh over his crotch, and oh. Apparently he had been half-hard when he woke up, and was now well on his way to become fully hard. Pressed flush against some possible serial killer who happened to be really hot and in his bed. Gerard cursed his traitorous teenage body. He had a brief vision of this stranger raping him and then burning the house down and he might be on his way to hyperventilation very soon. Why did his parents and Mikey have to choose this day to be out of town?
"Shh, you're thinking outloud. Don't think too much about it. Just... tell me if you want me to stop." The stranger smiled again and leaned down to press warm lips against his own at the same time his hips buck forward. Gerard arched into the kiss and as his mouth opened in a silent gasp, the man's tongue slipping in after licking the inner curve of his lower lip, making it obscenely hot and wet. He couldn't explain it, but there was this feeling, there was something very surreal about this whole thing, about this guy's voice that made him feel safe and reassured, and maybe his mind was still in a sleepy dream place, so all rational thoughts fleeted his mind and pleasure took over as he felt a hand cup his hardness through the flimsy fabric of his pyjama pants. It was only natural that he arched up into the touch and moaned helplessly into the other's mouth.
With a Gerard Way who was way too chubby and geeky and odd, it wasn't an everyday occurrence that someone even looked his way, much less made out with him (and this was making out, yes?), and so he soaked it up as much as he could because this stranger was hot and musky and oh so perfect against his own body. And whenever he looked up as if to check whether Gerard was still okay there, Gerard was just awestruck by the prettiness and how there was this odd familiarity lurking behind every angle. Gerard thought maybe he had seen this beautiful stranger in his dreams and oh god, maybe this really was a dream. So he let go and let his mouth be thoroughly fucked by the man's tongue, his hands quickly easing his shirt up and oh gods, he needed more skin on skin or he would die from this suddenly burning hunger. Gerard's body jerked as long fingers brushed over his nipples. He could feel the other's smile in the kiss as his body trembled in pleasure.
Gerard's every curse and whimper was smothered by burning hot lips and wet tongues and rough fingers on his hips. They eventually died down to broken gasps and embarrassing moans he never knew he could make, but he couldn't get enough of it. Gerard had always been very self-conscious about his body, yes, but when the man eased his pants down just barely past his thighs and slid down his body to start sucking, licking, lapping at those chubby milk-white thighs with teeth and tongues and soft lips, Gerard forgot all about reservations and just arched up, wholly offering his own body, pale neck sweetly exposed.
When the man closed his mouth around the tip of his cock and looked up to fucking smile at him, Gerard was torn between shit that face is way too familiar for comfort! and ohgodmouthtoofuckinghot. He threw his head back in a choked scream, body almost convulsing as waves of unfamiliar pleasure rippled through him. His skin, which had never been touched by a foreign hand before, felt way too sensitive to every single stroke and licks. This was too overwhelming, the feeling of his hard cock being engulfed in a velvety hot and wet mouth. The other man was licking delicately around his shaft, and he thought he was going to die with every flick of that velvety tongue. Then he started sucking in earnest and oh shit, Gerard's brain went blank as he looked down and saw the other man obviously trying to go down on him as far as he could, his wet pink lips stretched obscenely around Gerard's hard cock. He had certainly seen enough porn to know about this, but he had no idea it would be so much hotter and utterly overwhelming in real life. He couldn't help bucking his hips lightly, fucking deeper into that wet warmth, and those hands placed lightly on his hips certainly didn't do anything to stop him. Gerard's breathing was in ragged pants, and he was certain the head of his cock just hit the back of the other's throat and oh god, he was so going to come three minutes into his first blowjob -
"Call my name."
Gerard, startled by by the sudden loss of sweet sweet heat around his cock, turned towards the source of the husky voice, whining breathlessly. "What. I don't..."
"Gerard."
"What?"
"Call my name when you come. It's Gerard. My name."
Then the man's tongue pushed up underneath his throbbing cock in a wicked curl, and Gerard arched off the bed, screaming out the name "Gerard" as instructed because okay, his brain totally wasn't functioning right now to recognize the weirdness of the situation.
Gerard collapsed in a heap of buzzing nerves, barely noticing as the other 'Gerard' slid up and kiss him sweetly. "Fuck, your voice..." There was this strange taste on his tongue though, and it took Gerard a few seconds, but when he realized what it was, his brain nearly short-circuited by the sheer hotness of it all. He moaned weakly into the kiss, hands reaching out to pet lightly at the other's neck. Then the other's jeans-clothed hips ground down on his bare thigh and oh, of course. Gerard's heart was once again madly hammering in his chest as he deliberately lifted his thigh to press against the hardness he could feel through the jeans, and the man groaned hotly into his mouth. Gerard could practically feel his own cock start twitching to life again at that low and hoarse groan. There was something oddly familiar about it.
"Can I...?" The older man whispered against his lips and Gerard's heart would skip a beat if it could because the other's fingers were caressing lightly at the cleft of his ass and it was as clear as day what he was asking of. His lower stomach was burning and Gerard swallowed nervously before muttering a breathy "I don't know how..." into the other's lower lip. His stomach churned as the image of those lips stretched around his cock earlier flashed in his head. Gerard had been thinking about his sexuality, yes, but the porn he'd watched didn't exactly tell him how much he would like it if there was a cock shoved up his ass. However, for whatever strange reasons, this stranger made him feel right and all his self-consciousness seemed to be non-existent in front of him, despite the fact he wasn't too sure what was going on, .
"I'll show you. You'll like it." As if reading his mind, the older 'Gerard' smiled down at him and kissed his lips lightly, then he sat up to ease out of his shirt and his -very tight- dark jeans and Gerard couldn't help staring as the denim was being dragged down on taut smooth thighs and legs. The man grinned and lowered himself on top of him again, his chin resting lightly Gerard's stomach, and normally Gerard was very self-conscious about particular parts of his body, but all thoughts fleeted his head as the other leaned down and started kissing, licking, nibbling at his tummy. Gerard was practically writhing on the bed, his back arching up, hands fisted onto the bedsheet. How the hell did this total stranger know that he was extremely sensitive there? Every little bite left him aching for more, and his thighs were practically trembling with pleasure. "Oh god, stop... I'm going to... argh..." He helplessly moaned into his pillow, and to his surprise, the other actually stopped after leaving a final wet kiss just below his belly button.
Gerard turned to look and widened his eyes in wonder as the older man suddenly lifted up and and reached over him to open his lowest drawer and get out Gerard's tube of lube. However, before he could open his mouth to ask how the hell the other knew where he kept the lube, his mouth was assaulted with another hot wet kiss completely stealing his breath away. He was so lost within the velvet hotness of the other's mouth that he didn't even notice when the older man lifted his thigh up slightly. However, when a cool slicked finger probed at the entrance of his ass, he was surely startled out of it. Before he knew it, that long finger was already deep into his ass and Gerard sucked in a sharp breath because it felt weird but he liked it. It burned only the slightest bit, just on that edge of pleasure, and it made Gerard ache for more, so he was grinding down to the other's finger in no time. His breath was in starts and stops as he fucked himself on the older man's finger, and it felt good. Gerard couldn't help the stream of moreyespleasepleaseplease. He could feel the other's harsh breath against the underside of his jaw and then teeth nibbling at his lower lips. Two fingers slid in easily and he arched his back in a silent scream as they corkscrewed inside him, pressing against something that made his vision explode white hot.
Three fingers, three fingers were easy and burning hot and deliciously ached. Gerard pushed down in minute jerks of his hips, desperate for more of that blinding pleasure, and he was breathing incoherent pleas into the other man's mouth. Then the fingers were out, he was eased onto his back, and Gerard's heart nearly jumped to his mouth as he felt something blunt-hard skating lightly against the rim of his entrance. His whole body involuntarily tensed up in anticipation, good anticipation though.
"Trust me?" The man smiled somewhat shakily at him, and Gerard smiled back tentatively, body relaxing somewhat. The man's hands gripped at the back of his thighs to lift them up, and then he felt that blunt-hot something push slow-burn-slow into him. Gerard let out a gasp, trying desperately to breathe and relax his body, taking it in as much as he could, and oh fuck, the stretch-burn hurt, but it was also so hot and so good.
"You okay?" The older man breathed harshly, and he nodded vigorously, trembling under the hard grip of fingers on his thighs. Then he pushed in fully, and Gerard let out a choked scream, the hard-hot-stretch feeling inside threatening to blank his brain out. He had never felt so full and it was too much, too overwhelming and he was choking on his own breath. "Breathe," the man demanded, sounding out of breath himself, and Gerard obeyed, breathing in and out, letting himself get used to the feeling of the throbbing hardness inside his body. "Move," he mumbled, "please..." He wanted more of this. He could feel it.
The older man started thrusting, slow and deep and thorough. Gerard could feel it in every cell of his body. It burnt, but then suddenly the burn was delicious and he wanted moremoremore of the dizzying pleasure deep inside. Then the other suddenly bucked forward with a choked groan, and then they were groaning and breathing in some kind of harmony, Gerard's hips bucking up and the other's slamming down in a sloppy yet perfect rhythm. Gerard's own cock was trapped between their bodies, throbbing and leaking on its own without even being touched. The man leaned down to nibble on his lips and his tongue slipped in, fucking his mouth in the same rhythm with his hips'. His ass felt full of hothardpleasure as the older man kept fucking him harder and faster. On Gerard's lips was a string of choked profanities and a string of Gerard Gerard oh god yes Gee-
And then the other hit something deep inside Gerard, and his body felt like it was exploding brilliantly again, the waves of the explosion making his body convulse over and over. When he finally regained normal vision of his eyes, he was already a mess of sticky come on his bed. And the other was still hot and hard inside him, against his oh-so-sensitive prostate, despite his body being completely still over Gerard's besides from his harsh breath. Gerard whimpered and carefully rolled his hips and gasped from the pleasure. "Please..."
The man's hips bucked forward, and it was like the breaking point as he picked up the pace again, fucking hard and deep into his ass, his hips pressing, grinding down as much as he could manage. Gerard groaned helplessly and let himself go completely, letting the other take all of his body and fuck him down the mattress. Bursts of pleasure were shooting through his spine, but he had just come and despite being a teenager, coming more than twice in a row was still impossible. And then the older man was grinding hard into him, letting out a hoarse groan, and Gerard tingled all over as he felt his come shoot inside his ass over and over. The other collapsed next to him, an arm slung across his shoulders, their legs tangled warm and comfortable. Gerard stared at the wedding ring on his finger, but his brain was too fried to gain a coherent thought right now.
The other 'Gerard' slowly nibbled at the back of his neck, and his long locks of dark hair tickled at the back of his ears.
"Fuck me later as well... I want to be both of your firsts, okay?"
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