RYLAN'S POV"Aaah~ Ry, please go slowly.""Do you not want it anymore, Dylan? Am I not good at this? I've been tired of doing this for a while now," I said with a trembling voice."It feels so good, Ry, but let's take it slow," he replied, catching his breath."Stop it, Dylan. Someone might hear you, and who knows what they'll think," I said irritably, even though my face was already turning red."It's okay, Ry. It's just us here," he said with a grin, lying face down on the bed."Seriously, Dylan, I don't want to anymore. My hand is getting tired from massaging you," I replied, getting up from behind him."Wait, Ry. I was just joking. Just a little more," he pleaded."Don't you have something to tell me, Dylan? Why don't you start now?""Oh, right, thanks for reminding me," he said, and I frowned. It meant he really forgot.When he came home earlier, he mentioned that he had something important to tell me. After we ate, he asked me to come to his room to talk about it, but suddenly h
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