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mall-caps;color:#660000;">there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun will instead

        He was half-way shifted, staying somewhere between wolf and mutant devil. Her ragged gasps and futile struggling caused excitement to rush through his veins, pounding through his blood as her heartbeat pounded against his fingertips. Her blood glistened against her dark coat, permeating the air with a metallic scent. Hand trailed down her body, moving across her belly toward warmth and wetness. Fingers moved against her, thrusting into her as he tasted her blood on his tongue, hissing softly in a pleased manner.

and fade to black. they fuck hardcore or something and it's amazing and so hot you all like eight pop boners. the end.
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