whatever he saysโฆ
despite pants, underwear. Sampo did it โโ tongue splayed out along fabric.
slurping, lapping, licking up riiiight on his bulge. looking up to him. was it workingโฆ?
wellโฆ whatever he says.
cue a waltz over to the door.. fiddling with keys. aaaaand locked!
turning back, soon to be met in front of capitano again.
โ sooooo. what now? โ
perfect.
so why doesn't he start by . . . i don't know, making sure the door is locked.
he doesn't like when people come in unannounced, that's all.
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fiiiineโ fine.
the captain can have his fun with sampo.
from now onโโ for 24 hours. the fool is indebted to capitano and has to doโฆ anything asked of him.
don't worry, they won't be stupid.
but he better be ready to at the very least be groped โ a lot.
if he isn't gonna let himself be pounded, then at least let the captain do that. ๐
soon to pull shaft out of his mouth โ climbing out from under the bed, forcing his own cock against kaeyaโs. grinding against him.
hell, barely visible between those thighs. couldnโt even be 4 inches.
sampo pretty muchโฆ entirely took over control of the situation. he began bobbing his head up and down along each inch.
hands pulled away from his own cheeksโฆ one hand cupping kaeyaโs hefty nuts.
he could almost find himself falling addicted to such a manly smell and taste.
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no. but he isnโt going to be underestimated and justโฆ take it.
but. fine. for oooone day. one day, sampo will be capitanoโs servant.
his requests better not be stupidโโ
so he does want to be dicked down, doesn't he?
. . anywho. if he goes with the latter, then it'd be that โโ plus some sexual favors, of course.
so what will it be?
once a masked fool โ always a masked fool.
sometimes he himself didnโt know what personality he hadโฆ closed eyes, a hand sinking into plump ass, spreading until musky hole was visible..
he slooowly began sinking down on kaeyaโs length.. eventually, he found himself
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whatโs that supposed to mean?! he could take thatโโ itโs pathetic. ๐ง
he isnโt gonna walk around being a sweat rag though..
what does being his โservantโ mean? getting him drinks and shit?
yeah. it feels like if he was to even put it in, he might break him โโ and not specifically in a good way. ๐
the other options are definitely more doable though!
and those are . . .
being his sweatrag for the day, or simply his full on servant.
the few moments while kaeya walked away.. he just barely managed to slip himself out.
pants? ripped. yet he couldnโt get out in time.
before he knew it, he could taste the sweat, the saltiness.. flinching. wanting to pull away, butโฆ he couldnt.
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