reckless
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14
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579
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1.6 M
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5 d, 15 h
For a while, even when he tried to sleep, it was far from a sound sleep. Dennis couldn't help but suspect that his head was inviting insomnia in a desperate attempt to refuse to accumulate unrealistic situations. He was slumped on the sheets, trying hard to put his consciousness to sleep. Someone knocked on the door. Dennis, who had instinctively gotten up, approached the door. Here, no one could rush him, but it was just an old habit. Quachi extremely disliked Dennis delaying even a little. For he…- 102.4 K • Completed
- “Is it because of the students’ rumors?” “...” “The literature teacher, Dennis Kahler, sold his ass to be a teacher at Bolle… something like that.” He noticed that Yan was intentionally trying to agitate Dennis. He could defend against this much. Dennis tidied his clothes and shook his head as if to say, "That's enough." Thomer, who had been gazing at Dennis, came to Dennis’s aid. “I’ve never heard of it.” “That’s because you… are holed up in the faculty…
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- If one could sell their body in the worst situation, it was a cheap way to save one's life. If he could console himself that way, the shame wouldn't last long. However, this was a matter of life and death. Dennis’s eyes widened as he looked at the ‘drawer unit’ Thomer had mentioned. It was half open, and though the inside wasn't clearly visible, it was tightly packed with large glass bottles. Therefore, becoming a part of that place was utterly out of the question. Yan, who seemed to think…
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- “Should I put mine in too?” “Not yet, just, ah… He’s using his teeth.” Thomer pinched Dennis’s nose shut. With his breathing restricted, he began to gasp. His throat expanded without him having a chance to use his teeth. Thomer didn’t take advantage of that opening, but continued to thrust his hips. Dennis’s vision turned hazy. In the corner of the infirmary, Eric’s illusion was giggling as if it was having a great time. Dennis’s head was shaken helplessly. He felt no…
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- Lying sideways and looking at the ceiling, Yan placed both hands on his chest. He closed his eyes with a clear face, like a child waiting for a gift. Thomer hastily drained the remaining glass. Here, one had to be completely wasted on either drugs or alcohol. 🩰 Dennis ran through the undergrowth like a crazed pony. His whole body felt grimy. Now, how his body had been ravaged by them, how much he had been violated, whether they had ultimately pulled down his pants and looked… those things…
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- Quachi, who had been peering at the morning paper, clicked his tongue. It was a time when a slight division had formed within the noble faction. Just as he’d expected, the front page was packed with snide remarks about a few families steeped in insolence who were trying to control the other nobles. He intended to stop by the salon when the day broke to track down who had scribbled the article that was more akin to an indictment. Quachi struggled to raise his thin, old body. He suddenly looked at the…
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- Dennis’s gaze lingered for a moment on the lowerclassman’s collarbone. He worried that the boy’s bones might break just from brushing past him. “Yes.” Despite Dennis’s blunt reply, the lowerclassman nodded earnestly. The lowerclassman, who was three or four steps ahead, occasionally looked back to check the distance between them. Dennis asked nonchalantly. “I see the younger students mostly just carry materials, is that it?” “Ah, that’s...” The lowerclassman touched his…
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- But Vittorio Bonaparte, as if greatly impressed by Dennis’s active touch, was instead in a state of high excitement. Dennis felt something akin to awe at the thing between Vittorio’s thighs, which repeatedly rose and pulsed. “The stage, the stage... must be ready.” “I’ve always been like this.” “Always?” “So that I don’t get hard during the performance, in the waiting room, always.” Like this. With those words, Vittorio’s head twisted. He brought his mouth down and…
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- About ‘you,’ he says. There was no one who knew Dennis better than Dennis himself. As if he had read Dennis’s thoughts, Vittorio added his next words. “There’s probably no man who knows your body as well as I do.” Vittorio bent his fingers. He could feel the straight joints of his fingers inside the sensitive muscle. Dennis’s penis, pressed somewhere against Vittorio’s forearm, was taut. He was slowly reaching his limit. Noticing this, Vittorio suddenly added another finger. The…
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- Let there be bright light. The person watching the rape from the attic murmured. As if they had touched the joints in the ceiling, a couple of gas lamps used for lighting tilted at the same time. The stage brightness instantly dimmed because the lamps went out. Dennis stared blankly up at the light fixture that was about to crash into his face and slowly closed his eyes. And then, a blackout. Dennis Kahler thought that perhaps he might be dead. He was on the unlucky side. All sorts of misfortune…
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