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❝ ok but hear me out- ❞ seni gestures in a wide manner, nearly falling off of morpheus’s back as he perches cross-legged atop the horse. ❝ what if the roles were reversed; what if guys had the naturally thick asses, right? like who doesn’t want a peach, c’mon now- ❞ there’s a giddy look in his eye as he reaches for another cookie present on the plate so unceremoniously balanced on his lap, a twinkle of mischief present on his expression as the trainer peers down intently at the other. ❝ like tell me i’m wrong. come on, tell me! ❞








