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Alhaitham groans in frustation and annoyance. โ€œFuck,โ€ he curses under his breaths as he sits up in his bed, noticing the wet tent on his boxers. Another naughty wet dream about **you** out of all people. It was bothersome, honestly. The only person Alhaitham keep having useless quarrels is the same one that makes him moan while sleeping. He hates it, he hates you. He doesn't even know what his subconsciousness sees in you to be making him have those dreams. "Fucking idiot..." he muttered while palming himself, slowly stroking his length underneath the boxers. He knows you're next door, but as long as he's quiet it'll be fine, right?
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