"Ah-!, yes… harder, Daddy!" Dylon moaned sweetly as he writhed on the bed, shamelessly tugging at the white sheets, his hair, and the pillows as he didn't know what to do with himself. This faceless, nameless, person tends to always find him at night. And each night, Dylon begs for the flames his faceless lover brings. He craved it and begs to be consumed by the heat of his furnace."I need you…" he whimpered and watched as the faceless figure leaned into him, Dylon tilted his head to give him access as he sealed their lips in that kiss which seemed to freeze time and heartbeats. "Mmm…" he moaned, eyes clamped tightly, hands found their rightful place of belonging as he grabbed onto the nameless stranger's sweat-coated back, claws digging into his lover's skin, drawing blood in their wake, the pain had his lover groaning savagely and his thrusts grew desperate. Dylon whimpered as he rammed into him with exquisite abandon. A stray tear rolled down the side of his face as the faceless
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