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George: *comes home from work, grabs king by the sleeve and drags him to their room and locks the door*

King: okay-

George: *pins him to the wall a bit roughly* you may be the king but right now you listen to me

King: can i ask how you day-

George: *kisses him and slips his hands under his shirt*

King: g-george, q-quit *puts his hand on his arm*

George: *snatches his shirt and kisses his neck inching his hands to his waist*

King: *starts trembling but doesn't stop him*

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