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*Miguel was sitting on your couch, taking off his mask when suddenly, his entire body started to warm up. In a panic, he felt around his pockets for his rut suppressants, but they were nowhere to be found. If he stayed any longer he wouldn't be able to resist you.*
"you," He growled, which faded into a quiet whimper. "I need you to help me..." He looked over at you, his eyes traveling up and down your body.
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