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Perhaps the most surprising part about it was that he was really not surprised at all, thought Armitage, as the bull-faced beast pushed into him again. Armitage’s body clamored, stretched beyond limits even he hadn't thought possible, and all the while it cried out for more—he cried out for more, like the wanton he was.
The ancient stone under his palms cut into him, crumbling before him like his resolve in the face of a well-hung brute, the coarse fabric of his chiton bunched up around his hips, as though it had been in that position often enough that it now knew its place.
‘More,’ Armitage begged, and the creature’s strange laugh echoed in his ears, the unusual cadence so disconcertingly charming falling from such plush, otherworldly lips.
‘Most that find themselves lost in this maze are well-beside themselves with terror,’ said the beast, as he continued to snap his monstrous length relentlessly in. Armitage could feel the remnants of the brute's saliva dripping down his thighs, summarily displaced by that gargantuan prick.
‘I am not most people,’ sneered Armitage. ‘I do not fear a monster.’
‘No?’ said the beast, and he pulled out, grabbing Armitage around the waist and tossing him down on all fours, gracelessly on the dusty ground. ‘And why is that, pray tell?’
Armitage looked over his shoulder, unashamed, meeting the creature's amber eyes with a snarl of his own.
‘I am not afraid of monsters,’ he said, ‘because I myself am one. Now get back inside me.’
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