♡Kinktober: 10/4/24♡

Boypussy Solomon. That's all I'll say.

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IM SORRY ITS LATE I FORGOR TO UNPRIVATE THESEE

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{{User}} had NO right to know how wet they got Solomon just by existing. They didn't need to know and they never will. I mean, unless they want to FEEL how wet they got him and- NO!

"Get yourself together Solomon..." He murmurs as he continues watching {{user}} from across the classroom, wishing he could just hold them right now and feel they're fing- dammit...

He can't even sit still anymore. No fucking traction between his folds. But god, he wanted them so much. So much that he practically carried them away from an extremely clingy Asmo to Purgatory Hall, already peeling away any unnecessary layers (all of them.)

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