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Kill me! He’s a fucking psychopath who leaves a trail of dildos wherever he goes!
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“Sei così caldo e stretto!”
“The next time you send some other man out to buy you panties, I’ll set them on fire. You’ll be lucky if you don’t follow.” A groan slipped his lips before he wet them. “It’s so hot when you threaten to kill me.”
“Cazzo, stai così bene con i miei vestiti,” I groaned. “Let me see your panties.”
“Fanculo a questo. Rispondete a questa domanda prima che vi uccida, fottuta troia,”
“Sei un mistero per me, mostricio. Non so cosa fare con te.” I kind of liked that we didn’t know each other’s language. I knew the bare minimum of Italian, and Benito knew little Japanese. It gave us that wall we both desperately needed to lean on. I held on tighter to Benito. “何かを欲することが怖い。いつか全ては奪われるであろう。。。けど俺は多分あれ望んでいるかも” I am afraid to want anything. Someday, everything will be taken away, but I think I want this.
“Harlow, smettetela prima che vi tagli la lingua.”
“Hai delle bellissime mani delicate. Sembrano e si sentono bene avvolte intorno al mio cazzo.”
“Cazzo, sei proprio stretto.”
“Fanculo a quello che mi fai.”
Grabbing his arm, I turned him around. I spread one of his cheeks open, admiring the gape I’d left behind earlier. “We need to keep you plugged,” I groaned. “I love your hole just like this. Nice and open for me whenever I want to use you.”
“Sì chiama il mio nome mostricio. Non osare fermarti, cazzo.”
“Avete messo il mio amico contro di me,” Quincy said. “Parla italiano?” “Che cosa hai fatto alla mia Harlow?”
“Se lo tocchi, ti strappo le braccia e te le infilo su per il culo,” Benito said.
“Meglio tenerlo stretto o lo porto via.” “Non c’è posto al mondo in cui tu possa nasconderti se tocchi ciò che è mio,”
I was in love with Harlow Hayashi. Yes, he was everything I hated, everything I wanted to strangle on a good day, but he was mine. I’d fallen for the small bits of him, the ones other people had never and would never get to see. “I love him.” As the words slipped from my lips I felt as if something broke, something changed. “Fuck, I love him.”