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“Yeah, it’s better being a Master, though you can work the slave gig if you try. I mean, it’s harder to land in awesomeness, but you can do okay. In theory,” He said with a shrug, his attention already going more to the lap dance than the words.
He moaned as the boy danced in his lip, the friction against his cock was just too perfect. “Fuck…I’m tempted to just shove you up against the wall and fuck you now…no lead up.”
Tristan laughed and nodded; after everything he’s seen and heard so far, the perks for being a master definitely outweighed all the cons of being a slave here. But that didn’t bug him too much, at least not in this moment as he continued to dance and grind against Ace, throwing a wink in there as well. “But you’d miss out on all this dancing,” Tristan groaned, closing in and pressing a heavy kiss against Ace. “Something something patience is a virtue,” he teased breathily with a smirk.












