FtF: Madova 7/5
It was late and Maddox wasn’t sure why he was idling outside of his room, but Nova had seemed a little down, and he liked the idea of bringing sparklers to her and definitely like the idea of cumming on her. Without her help, of course, he hardly wanted either of them to get into trouble. Least of all him. Looking around the cells, he licked his lips as he asked a guard where she was, thinking he saw them give him an odd look for the sparklers in his hand, but he ignored it on his way over, leaning on the bars while the guard unlocked the cell. “Hi, pumpkin.”












