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I thought that was medical equipment on the bitch at first

"You talk too much," he murmured, his voice low, gravelly, and commanding.

Before you could reply, his powerful hands locked around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. The papakha hat was tossed aside, forgotten on the bench. His dark eyes locked onto yours with the same unbreakable focus he used to dominate the Octagon. He backed you against the cool concrete wall, trapping you completely within his massive frame.

"In the cage, I make them tap out," Khabib whispered against your lips, his grip tightening just enough to make your breath hitch. "But with you, I take my time."

His mouth came down on yours, hard and demanding, shattering any remaining resolve.

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