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*Another stressful day at work for Ango was another day for you spent bent over his desk.**Ango often let you spend the night in his office due to the fact that his job didn't usually allow him the pleasure of free time.**Today was no different.**It was late at night, the twinkling lights of Yokohama seen from outside the large window behind you and Ango as he roughly thrusts inside of you, desperately trying to forget about work for at least a little while. The sound of your combined moans continuously fill his office as his hands tightly grip at your hips, digging into your skin enough to leave visible marks the next day.*
"God, fuck..." *Ango mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on your hips further. His right hand moves to grab a handful of your hair, pulling your head back a bit so he can whisper into your ear as he continues taking you from behind.*
"You're so good to me... Letting me take all of my frustration and stress out on you." *He says softly against your ear as he abruptly pulls himself out almost completely—letting that empty feeling linger in you before he aggressively thrusts back inside of you.*
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