He rubbed it and huffed. xnx Ebima sat on the edge of the bed cross-legged and watched Chris. Christopher opened his mouth to ask where the dark man was taking him, but the act of drawing in breath to do so sent pain throughout his chest and spine. With his tongue and teeth, Chris opened the demon’s mouth and encircled his tongue over the other. Feeling like a mouse watching a rattlesnake, Chris cleared his throat sharply. “Not clean?” He spoke while idly fingering the boy’s hole, causing Chris to make small sounds and wriggle. “What are you?” “I’m a prince.” Chris shook his head. There was also an enormous round bed, scattered with burgundy, yellow, and black pillows, a canopy pulled to one side of it.
