Yeah, I wanna be good, fuck, I do. [He keeps himself down, plaint and exposed for the belt. There's a twitch in his legs, an urge to close them but it's easy to fight down. Looking over his shoulder, Victor finds Roman, the belt still tightly in his hands.]
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Yeah, I wanna be good, fuck, I do. [He keeps himself down, plaint and exposed for the belt. There's a twitch in his legs, an urge to close them but it's easy to fight down. Looking over his shoulder, Victor finds Roman, the belt still tightly in his hands.]
Want to be good for daddy.