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Where had Cullen gained such skill?
They’d played chess for months, and his mild demeanor never betrayed such intensity.
Dorian struggled as every move was countered... skirted... overwhelmed.
Not that Cullen went unscathed. Brow furrowed, gaze intense... he trembled with the strain of maintaining focus.
But, Dorian wasn’t above using nefarious means to reach his end. Or rather, Cullen’s. Oh... he knew it would be glorious!
Time for the kill shot.
He rolled them over, riding Cullen’s magnificent cock for all he was worth.
As Dorian soared into climax, Cullen shouted, shattering with his own.
And yes... it was glorious!