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... ed, sleeping soundly while soft snores escaped Sebastian. However, what was more appealing was that pinking-maroon mark on Sebastian’s neck, fresh as the day. 𝙛𝐫e𝚎wℯ𝗯𝒏𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄o𝚖

Despite having a bit too much to drink. Christian could recall the details vividly, and one of the things he remembers clearly was marking Sebastian. Something he had been dying to do for a while now. Looks like his drunken self was more courageous than he was.

When Christian found out Sebastian wou ...

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