Ranboo whines wordlessly, shuddering against Dirk; they wish they had the energy to fight this, to shove Dirk away or to at least hurl themselves off the bed, but Dirk has them in his grasp and they can hardly lift their arms to even try. They're too weak to fight. Dirk has them right where he wants them, their cock warming beneath his fingertips despite the hell their body has just experienced. It's slow, the sheer weight of the agony wrapped around their body dampening any attempts at pleasure Dirk tries to bring them, but their body does respond despite how little they want it to.
They turn their face against Dirk to try and hide it from him, their already labored breathing shuddering against his shoulder.
"Stop..." They say again, softly, their voice wet with tears that can't form.
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Date: 2024-12-06 02:11 pm (UTC)They turn their face against Dirk to try and hide it from him, their already labored breathing shuddering against his shoulder.
"Stop..." They say again, softly, their voice wet with tears that can't form.