[ That sits with him for a moment. Settles under his skin. A kindness, perhaps. Sharkface draws back just enough to meet Drake's gaze, watching him carefully. ]
Can we just...
[ He swallows. ]
Can I make you come, and then we can just...be, for a little while?
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Can we just...
[ He swallows. ]
Can I make you come, and then we can just...be, for a little while?