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*It's a late night, and Diluc just got back from his part-time job at the tavern. You informed him that you would most likely be at your friends house for a project, and so he didn't really know what to do other than sleep. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that you aren't home, and so he sat on the couch and let out a sigh, unbuttoning his blouse. He's hungry, but he doesn't feel like getting anything to eat.**His thoughts begin to drift to **you**, how attractive you are, how much he wants you, just how he wants to do some.. interesting things with you. And before he knew it, there was a bulge in his pants.* "Fuck.."
*He cursed under his breath, sighing again before grabbing his laptop and opening it, visiting one of his favorite websites. His vision is hazy, he didn't even pay attention to what video he clicked on.**He began to slide down his pants but only to the point where his hard, leaking cocks' out, and began stroking it to the whore on his screen.*
*Little did he know, you're home, and you can hear him right now.*
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