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*Once they were done, they shuffled back to his bed and stood at the foot of the bed*

"Am I allowed to join you?"

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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"I will. Also, I can see in the dark. I'm just clumsy."

*They chuckled and shuffled towards the bathroom*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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"Uhm... yeah just one moment I can... clean myself up in the bathroom."

*They panted, trying to catch their breath. They nuzzled into his hand as he wiped their tears away*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis is panting heavily, tears still falling from their eyes*

*They let out a whine, their tail still wagging, albeit slower now*

"Thank... you. That was... really good."

*They manage to pant out, their rabbit ears disappearing before reappearing out of his hands, their grip loosened on the couch*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*It takes a moment to switch from the Latin based language to English but they get there eventually*

"Please please please please. Fill me up. Use me. Please."

*They whimpered and whined, clenching around him as if attempting to milk him dry, drool dripping a little from their mouth, their mind completely blank from anything outside of what was happening now*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis let out another long string of whimpers as Matt continued, their thighs twitching every so often as they were built up to another strong orgasm. The tears in their eyes finally spilled and they just moaned, the pain around the base of their ears where Matt was tugging still searing hot, though it just served to further increase their pleasure*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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"Ah! I'm gonna... fuck... please."

*Once again, they fail on their words. It doesn't take long for his experienced fingers to force their thighs to quiver as they clench even tighter around his cock, a long sigh and whine escaping from them as they squirt. The last of their thoughts flee their mind as they pant and whimper, begging for more in a language that sounds oddly like Latin but isn't exactly quite Latin either*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*They finally manage to sputter out a few words as the bite down on their lip before speaking*

"Fuck, please just... keep it at that angle please please please please."

*They whimper out loudly, the stars in their vision only getting brighter as he bullies his way into their folds. They want to snake a hand down, play with their clit, but it doesn't seem entirely fair or possible at this moment. Plus, they doubted this was a waterproof couch, and they also doubted he would want to smell their squirt and juices stuck to his couch until he deep cleaned it and then some*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis was seeing stars, not even able to form a single coherent thought or word besides "yes", "thank you", "please", or "more". So they didn't respond besides another guteral moan, fluttering around him as a chill went up their back*

*As he played with their tail, it just wagged even faster, the fur brushing against his skin. Unlike the rest of them, their tail was warm and incredibly fluffy, and boy was him playing with it just sending pleasant vibrations up their spine*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis releases an even louder moan from the bottom of their lungs, immediately gushing around his dick as he tugs their head back by the ears, tears lining their eyes*

"Fuck! Yes, sir! Just you! Love it rough, so rough!"

*They whimper out, panting heavier as they both continue, their nails digging into his couch*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis is pleasantly warm on the inside. Still cooler than what would be considered "normal", but warmer than the outside for sure.*

*With each snap of his hips, it shifts their breathing closer and closer to panting as they moan loudly, eyes rolled back as he continues*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*That did the trick*

"Oh, fuck!"

*They moaned out loudly, immediately clamping down around him as he slammed in and gripped their thighs with a bruising force behind it*

*They grip the couch, whimpering a bit as their ears pin back, taking deep breaths*

"God damn... please... move."

*They quietly ask, regulating their breathing. They have a feeling they won't be breathing normally soon enough*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis let's out a short yelp as they're suddenly flipped and their rear is exposed in all its glory, their rabbit tail wagging quickly in excitement*

"Boo-hoo. Do somethin about it-"

*They nip back sarcastically, grinning. Though, they remain in their bent over position, their ears perking back up as they listen in on him*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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"I'm sure ya hear it all tha time, but fuck yer awfully pretty when ya groan like that. N yer skins all red. S real pretty."

*They whine out, their eyes rolling back a bit as he pressed his fingers harder into them, quickening their own pace with their hand*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis lets out soft, breathy moans bordering on pants as they move their hand back down under his boxers, wrapping it around his hardened dick. They just keep it there for a second before slowly starting to pump their hand.*

*They're temporarily silent until they whimper and clench around Matt's fingers, their other hand gripping his hip still, fingernails pressing into his skin*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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*Pyxis let out a long whine and gripped his hip a bit as he curled his fingers inside of them, their breath hitching for a moment before returning to normal*

"Fuck- Stars, Mister Murdock, s like ya already know my damn body..."

*Pyxis, thankfully, could see everything. They didn't even need to use their magic, their eyes already adjusted to the dark room where the only light source came from the window*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.

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"Mmm I think yer mistaken, red. I ain't much of an angel."

*They feel another shiver go down their back as he nibbles at the base of one of their ears, that ear flicking a bit as their nose twitches and their heart picks up a bit*

*They carefully move their hands beneath the waistband of his shorts and beeline straight for his ass, giving it a cheeky squeeze as they grin a bit*

*As promised, it doesn't take very long for Pyxis to arrive. They smell like the typical peaches and mangoes, but mixed with shoe shine, sweat, and rubber as well.*

*They gently knock at the door, their skates still tied to their bag, their tail wagging slightly as they wait for an answer from inside*

"Hiya Mister Murdock, s Pyxis!"

Matt is dressed absolutely no better than he was the other night, a scrappy T-shirt from Columbia and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. The lights are off - if he even has them - but he has his glasses off, revealing pale, scarred green eyes in the low hallway light.

"Why'd you bring rollerskates to my apartment?" he asks with a laugh, glancing blindly in the direction of the skates hanging off Pyxis's bag.