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Ribbons' fingers curl around Regene's jaw, their touch feather light. "You are everything I have ever wanted."
Regene doesn't believe that statement for a second, but he's cunning enough to hold his tongue. It won't do to show his hand too early. Besides, there'll be plenty of time for that later. Once he's fleeced the bastard for all he's worth.
Regene gives the tip of Ribbons' cock another lick, then lifts his head. Smirking, he carefully extracts Ribbons' wandering hand from his hair, pulls it to his mouth, and kisses the fingertips. "Coming from you, that is compliment indeed."
Ribbons smiles demurely, the smug fucker, then places his hand back in Regene's hair and pushes down until Regene is almost choking on hard flesh.
Regene snarls internally, but outwardly he moans like a wanton whore.
"I think I might buy another of your paintings." Says Ribbons idly, his hand on Regene's cranium not yielding an inch. "That one of the boy and the angel is particularly exquisite."
It'll cost you a lot too, thinks Regene. But that thought is derailed when a sudden wave of hot pleasure is forcibly thrust into his mind.
Regene moans for real this time, and Ribbons smiles.