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I could be horny and think I’m starving; it’s always been hard to tell.
“Oh my god,” he whispers, shocked. “It’s Krypt, actually,” I give him my name and grab his hands, tying them behind his back. “And I’ll be your devil. Not your god.”
“You’ve done it now, Remiel.” “Done what?” I’m breathless and boneless. “Woken me up.”
OOOOFFF!
“Lil baby Ghosty and Krypty.
