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Darkness was sinking his hands, and pulling them and those same hands, down, in the middle of his neck, caressing him still in motion of thrusts inside him.

The beats of your pelvis, your bodies moving, between the up and down, to your arms, holding them on the bed, amid your screams and the up and down, feeling the weight of your body without ever pressing it, and go to your hands and intertwine them.

Between the sex, those moving bodies, between their screams, Darkness sucked on his neck, going down to his collarbone, sucking him, between their hot bodies, and their arms.

The new god was pinning him beneath him, and even their clasped hands amidst their thrusting motions, with the slams in and out, amidst their thrusts, and the cum that spilled between their consecutive orgasms.