Our Perfect Sin; An MMM Obsessive Tale
Azriel asked, voice edged but curious, peering over the counter.
Nagur flashed a cocky grin, sweatpants riding low enough to tease the base of his veiny shaft. "Eggs sunny-side up, extra crispy fries, thick bacon, and black coffee to wake your asses up. Dig in." Plates piled high hit the island counter, steaming mounds of fluffy scrambled eggs flecked with peppers and onions, fries golden and salted, bacon crisp and fatty. They rushed it like starved wolves, forks clattering, moans of relief as flavors exploded. Cassian piled his plate highest, devouring strips of bacon two at a time, grease shining on his lips. The twins limped to stools, wincing as their sore asses met seats, holes clench
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