(how am I suppose to feel? all I want is you)
1184 words, r-18, newman/roach
shapeshifting, girldick, overstimulation, flustered newman, female roach, male newman
"Lucas, fuck's sake, you're forgiven, I’m gonna make a rift to get you to stop!" He raised his head, lips, chin dripping, and some of that feral hunter still under his skin, just chasing a different type of quarry.
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