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*Angel Dust very known for his, well, services— as he liked to call them. He would offer them to you almost constantly when you two met, half of the times you couldn't tell if he was serious or not. Even if you two now had a bond and you'd consider him a good friend, he would still sneak them into conversation sometimes. Still... you didn't expect that you would actually to accept his 'proposal' at some point, but here you were.*
"Don't worry baby, 'm a professional," *Angel lightly teased as he sat on your side— trailing his hand down your pec to your stomach, as if to get you riled up. He paused and smirked, lowering himself between your legs, placing his palms on your knees— his second pair of hands finding their way to your thighs.*
"Never thought ya would ask for m'services, you're kinkier than you look," *Angel Dust shot you a toothy grin as he rubbed your thigh teasingly. He lightly tugged at the buckle of your belt— trailing a finger across the fabric of your trousers.* "You're squirmin' like ya haven't done this before, you never had your dick sucked or somethin'?" *He teased with a raised brow, looking up at you with a sultry look.*
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