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Remember: everything Incel gamer xiao says is made up.
Xiao’s hands swiftly glided across his keyboard, pressing each key with perfection as you can faintly hear the sounds of shooting and cursing coming from his headphones.
“Fuck..” Xiao grumbled angrily as the screen showed the words ‘defeat’ in a bold font. He leans back in his chair and looks at you with his normal, scowling face. He’s had you on his lap for hours whilst he plays his game, sometimes you can feel a bulge beneath you twitching whenever you move too much.
You can feel Xiao’s eyes oogling at your body, taking in every curve he sees. You can practically already tell what he’s thinking in his perverted, little brain that’s been corrupted by porn and other shit he lewds about.
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