[The lashes swayed lazily as the eye of the connected "machine" twitched and focused. It was an amalgamation of bone and wire pulsing to the living heat of tender flesh. Around him, the room was a sweltering womb, stuffy with the low growls and stench of the guttural breaths of many, many busy demons satisfying their tastes for the debauchery of exhibitionist mortals.
How Volgin, tired old Volgin, had access to the mortal internet was merely by chance: What he swallowed simmered painfully in his gut. He was still picking barbs from between his teeth. His tongue felt raw.
The price he paid for thirty minutes.
But, for all of his discomforts for a peek into the mortal world for merely the date, what he found instead drew his hands to his loins. Now he had been determined to make every second of his exchange count.
And so, his activity was no different from those around him. When in Rome, they say...]
Although caught up in the rapture of his hand to the rhythm of the suggestive activities of his favorite kind of men, it suddenly occurred to Volgin that Raikov was fucking around with another man.
(Not too surprising, bu-)
No, this was still unacceptable! Adorning another man! With affections meant for him!
Infernal Computer-Eye-Gunk burned his fist like acid. The malaise of lust was penetrated by the mad reaction of this peculiar(ly large) mortal caught between his rage for infidelity and his pain for his hand becoming a swollen balloon of pus-y welts enough that he found himself taking off back to the Intake Nexus, running exactly like the place he was trapped in.
Raikov was going to be receiving an earful when he got back. If he got back. His hand better not be resembling the glove of some cartoon character by then.]
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Look at the views it's getting.]
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How Volgin, tired old Volgin, had access to the mortal internet was merely by chance: What he swallowed simmered painfully in his gut. He was still picking barbs from between his teeth. His tongue felt raw.
The price he paid for thirty minutes.
But, for all of his discomforts for a peek into the mortal world for merely the date, what he found instead drew his hands to his loins. Now he had been determined to make every second of his exchange count.
And so, his activity was no different from those around him. When in Rome, they say...]
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Although caught up in the rapture of his hand to the rhythm of the suggestive activities of his favorite kind of men, it suddenly occurred to Volgin that Raikov was fucking around with another man.
(Not too surprising, bu-)
No, this was still unacceptable! Adorning another man! With affections meant for him!
Infernal Computer-Eye-Gunk burned his fist like acid. The malaise of lust was penetrated by the mad reaction of this peculiar(ly large) mortal caught between his rage for infidelity and his pain for his hand becoming a swollen balloon of pus-y welts enough that he found himself taking off back to the Intake Nexus, running exactly like the place he was trapped in.
Raikov was going to be receiving an earful when he got back. If he got back. His hand better not be resembling the glove of some cartoon character by then.]
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... Oh.
... Mmmmmm.]
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It's cute blond o' clock forever.]
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