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“Jay! Jay, hey.” He called out as he jogged to the investigator. Kronos held open a folder and walked closer to the male before he stopped in front of him. “About that case I called you about, a couple things changed since our phone conversation.” Which was just about ten minutes ago. “Turns out the fibers used in the vehicle were registered to the male who owned this vehicle instead.” He took out another picture from within the folder showing the same type of car but a different year. They got lucky. “Think you could take a ride with me and get on that phone of yours to call in a favor?”

    “You haven’t been behaving well lately as far as you’ve told me, I think perhaps you need a little more help. A good punishment.” The psychologist tapped his finger against his desk, a smirk growing on his lips. Lukas had always been attracted to him and he was just waiting for the perfect excuse to get his hand on his ass, to get rid of all of his clothes and get him all of for himself. “Now, I want you to pull your pants down, and bend over my table.” He instructed, standing up and circling the boy.

Scott clutched his ribs with one hand, fresh blood oozing through his fingers. A patch of white wolf fur on the back of his palm receded back into his skin. He had fought for his life, his freedom. There was no way in hell he was going back to be their prisoner again. Sweat soaked his naked body, his muscles screaming, straining from days of being on the run of fighting and killing. He caught the sound of crunching sand under heavy boots, turning his head in that direction as a jet of flames sprouted from his open palm. “Stay back!” Scott’s vision was blurry, dimming at the edges as more blood poured from his wounds. His eyes transfixed on the hulking figure before him. “I don’t wan…wanna h-hurt you."

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   aphros almost gagged on michael’s cock when malcolm took his head and moved it on the shaft. his hand rested on michael’s balls as he looked up with his baby blues, some groans leaving him as he blew the guy. it’s been a long time since he had been with two guys at the same time, and he wanted to prove that he could take it. both of the guys seemed to be close already, so that was a plus. after he was pulled off and stuffed with malcolm’s guy, he began to please both guys at the same time. his hand following michael’s instruction and jacking him off as he used his mouth to please malcolm. he straddled the guy below him a little to reach the cock better, never stopping his motions. he worked both his mouth and hands together, making sure both of them had their pleasure. this was getting him so aroused, visibly aroused as he moved his free hand to his own asscheeks and began to play with them, one of his fingers teasing at his own hole for both of the men’s show. he didn’t regret anything, in fact, he wanted to go further with them.

“Is there anything you need, Sir?” Matthew asked in a low voice, not making much noise. “You haven’t eaten yet, and by my calculations, you should have had your meal thirty minutes ago.” He added. “Maybe I could make something for you?”

Pacing didn’t do the male any good, especially when he wasn’t supposed to be drawing attention to himself. Yet there was an uneasy feeling he couldn’t shake running through his body and it made his skin tingle. Eyes searched the area but they did not fall upon the desperation he felt. Unable to ignore it much longer, he pushed himself past the doors and followed the sidewalk until they reached an alley. It was then he saw the reason. Usually Cyrus wasn’t one to put himself in a situation he shouldn’t handle and that included getting himself involved in what visually seemed like a romantic dispute; at least until the other raised their hand. Unable to stop his feet from moving, the alien gripped his wrist and threw him from the individual. “I would suggest taking your anger out elsewhere.” He warned them, eyes dangerous as he stood in front of the male.