Walden didn't think there had ever been a time when Rabastan could have seen something like that happen, but it didn't stop him from snarling, lashing out and slamming the boy's head against the hard stone of the dungeon floor.
"I am not a faggot," he growled, fucking the boy harder, pressing him down against the stones so they scraped up his chest. "You and my son are the ones who enjoy this. You are just like your father. Desperate for a good, hard cock. You like this."
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