Pineapples Like Foreplay

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You felt your cheeks flush at his words. "I-I..." You felt a tiny pineapple hand on your breast. "Shhh, [Y/N. I /need/ you." Ananas stroked your cheek before kissing you roughly. He pinned you against the cold alley wall, his tiny pineapple hands caressing your upper thighs. Ananas pulled away before nibbling on your collar bone. You moaned, making him suckle at it, occassionally biting it. The pineapple smirked, un-doing your kimono before rubbing your hips with his pineapple hands. "Now... For the real fun."

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