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adventures of tintin: the rose bowers
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"I - I want to suck your cock. And for you to fuck me, however you like. And then for us to cuddle a while."

He blushes. "And - you mentioned earlier you might spank me for acting out - that sounds nice too. Before anything else."

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"I can do that. Any relevant limits?"

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"No, sir."

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"Sir. I like that. It's a pity I have to punish you."

Ari lifts him, and carries him over to the bed, and sits down with Tintin over his lap.

"Count for me?"

And his hand comes down.

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"O-one."

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"Stammering already? That's not sustainable."

He slaps his ass again, twice in quick succession.

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"Two - three -"

He thrusts against Ari's leg, semi-voluntarily.

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"Ah, you do like it. Time to do it properly."

Ari grabs Tintin's waistband. "Hips up."

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Tintin complies.

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And Ari pulls his pants and underwear down around his knees and presses him back down. The feeling of Tintin's prick and pussy against his thigh gives him pause. "Is that - huh. What a lovely surprise."

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"I'm glad you like them, sir."

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"Don't get cocky."

Smack, smack.

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"Four. Five. Can you - harder -"

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"I can harder."

The next hit connects squarely and loudly.

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"Ff - six -"

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Ari continues in the same vein.

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After a few minutes, his ass burning red, Tintin thrusts particularly hard against Ari's thigh, and groans as his cock and his pussy both drip more energetically than usual. Then he slumps.

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"...huh, can you not cum properly?"

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"Mmph. S'not how it works. I could've gotten the whole package when I got the surgery, but - wanted to keep my pussy. So I didn't get balls. So I can't cum."

He nuzzles Ari's leg vaguely.

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"...you know there's a potion for that, right? It's not nearly that binary when you get magic involved. Here, let me -"

He picks up the console with one hand and scritches Tintin behind the ears with the other. He types one-handed for a moment, then sets the console down and picks up the spontaneously appearing potion on the bedside table. "Herm potion. Try it?"

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He tries it. Tastes like almond oil.

There's a moment where his crotch feels weird - like something's tugging and rearranging the nerves - but it fades. He's still soft.

"Probably not the best time to test it," he says. "Since I just sort-of-came anyway."

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"You're very new to the Bowers," Ari says, picking up the other potion that he conjured. "Afterglow potion. By its grace the refractory period is not."

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"-oh! Good."

Tintin quaffs this one as well. Faintly spicy, mostly sweet. There's a feeling like a rush of cool water through his body, and suddenly everything is sharp and his cock is perking back up. He misses the fuzzy cuddly feeling, a bit, but - well, he can get that back.

"I wonder how we could test its function," he says innocently.

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"I can think of some ways. But, first..."

He repositions Tintin onto the bed beside himself. Then he unbuckles his chaps, unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them both off. He is not wearing underwear.

His cock is proportional to the rest of him, which is to say that it is obscenely huge.

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"Putain de Dieu. You're the edge case my SRS surgeon warned me off from when she had me designing my prick."

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