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That "Fucking" Hurt

Elicia:

Gently pulling off the shirt with a few whimpers as the stitches pulled and stretched with my movements. Turning slightly to see the wound, bruised and swollen but stitched together with a precise hand.

“Fucking Hate those brothers.” Feeling the tender flesh with my fingertips, snapping...

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