Between people who might have died, between people who might or might not have died, between those crimes that might or might not have taken place.

Between reporting that investigation, when by normal means, they found nothing, talking to whoever held the secrets, meeting with your informant, that information, which may or may not be true, even the demons that always watched everyone around you.

There was no going back, the implications and all situations would not go back, there were consequences, suspicions became reality.

Death and life, even those who never imagined having contact, but looking around, the deepest desires, the opinion of their former contacts, knowing now, with whom they were dealing, in what they created at that time.

Even at that time, when he could make everything as pleasurable as possible, then, between his pleasures and his desires, for every time in his travels, that he was wrapped between each of her secrets, he was shrouded in mystery.

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He dragged himself unsteadily to the edge of the bed, leaving a trail of semen, as he staggered to his feet and headed for the door, where he was limping remembering that darkness was his friend he remembered the contract that bound him to this circle vicious pain and pleasure, and scanning the dim vision he tried to find his clothes. 


When he was trying to turn the doorknob he then saw it open and passed it slowly opening and so walking down the hall he followed it to the end his open room he entered and looked for his clothes but before he could look around he was surprised by Ifrithis this watched him with bright red eyes and his long hair and caught him in the midst of the darkness. 


It was then when the Suzaku demon kissed him turned him towards the window still naked exposed and open he moaned and gasped feeling a penetration in his ass sheer towards the window. 


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