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“Have we not? It must have slipped my mind, I’ve been feeling very distracted over the course of the last ten minutes.” His hand cupped her chin, tilting it so she was looking at him as she spoke. “This old mug?” His eyebrows furrowed as he gave her a questioning look before breaking into a grin. Duke hadn’t always been confident about his body, but as of recently he’s been feeling more comfortable in his own skin and that was definitely something he exuded. Licking his lips he watched Blair’s hand slip into the front of his boxers. The next thing he knew the were wrapped firmly around his half-hard length, stroking him teasingly slow. “You could just say you love all of me.” he teased, hands pushing his boxers off the rest of the way before kicking them off and somewhere into the room.















