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- We have a good two hours to see if I would repeat that. – said Izanami no Mikoto.

Finally, he was stabbing him with his fingers, in and out, and he began to moan, until he felt electricity surge through him and his cock hardened.

- On here? – Izanami no Mikoto questioned him, redoubling his efforts, stabbing him at that exact moment.

- There. – he said, arching his back, in the middle of a finger fuck, in which he moaned and started screaming, thankfully he was far away and no one could hear him.

The ancient god of werewolves was stretching him, forcing him to stand with his legs spread out and placing them over his shoulders, Tsukiyomi Miki yomi, his cock was hard and dripping, when he was fucked with his fingers, the only thing at that moment what worried him between the screams, would be whether he could be heard or whether he would be released later.

- Won't the Warriors show up? – questioned Draco-Kami.