Another evening, another session that left his account a couple of hundreds lighter, digits added to many more he'd spent for that boy. But Taeon was no accountant, and he wasn't going to count pennies when it came to his favourite boy. It was all an intricate scheme, each sum spent with a clear goal in mind — to spoil Hikari rotten, until he was too hooked on easily earnt money to refuse him.
Behind the scene, things were far darker, far more twisted. It was no simple whim, no mere lusting over a model. Taeon's interest bordered obsession, surpassing the limits of online interactions under some throwaway account. Boys who were just like him in his teens, who definitely had an easier time following a gorgeous pink head around town than struggle in the streets with dealing and violence. Easy points, easy money. And a whole file, comprised of the places Hikari frequented, people in his life, his schedule.
📱➝ 𝙭𝙝𝙩869 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚: how much to meet irl doll?
That session, Taeon was determined, that session would be the last he'd spent behind the screen of his phone pleasuring himself over the little antics of that boy.
📱➝ 𝙭𝙝𝙩869 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙥: + $100 📱➝ 𝙭𝙝𝙩869 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚: just to get u thinkin
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