Amadora Misura No Hon - Final Fantasy Xi Gay Brownhair

His skilled fingers move away from my small, virgin hole and he begins to pinch my nub.
Tyler sit's me down next to the sink he place's my hand in it carefully, runs some cold water over my now cut and bleeding finger's and walks towards his bedroom without saying a single word to me, tears roll down my cheeks as I realize what it goes to happen to me and that I am never going to get out of her, just as low sob escapes my mouth

Tyler walks back into the room, he sits down across from me and holds open a shirt big enough to be a dress on me, I look at him for a second and then allow him to help me into the shirt, my eyes drop to the floor he tries to look into my eyes for a second and gets up he gets some bandages from a cupboard above the sink sits back down

He turns the tap off and pulls my injured hand into his and starts to bandage it up, my eyes haven’t left the floor as I try to figure out what he is doing, and he interrupts my thoughts

“You’re the first one to do that you know”

He says to me a matter of a factually, with a hint of sarcasm in it, he looks up at me with wide eyes, waiting for an answer but I haven't looked at him since he helped me into his shirt, he finishes bandaging my fingers he puts my hand down I pull it back to my lap slowly and don’t lift my eyes

He looks at me and pulls his chair forward closer to me, with my closed legs between his, he leans forward and wipes the tears of my cheeks, and they haven’t stopped since he entered the room

“I'm not going to hurt you” he says softly

I look straight into his eyes and say as strongly as I can

“Then what you haven't got me here to play cards, what makes you so different to Justin”

I make it so the last part comes at scornfully, and the look on his face tells me I have achieved, Tyler looks me in the eyes to see if I actually just said that, he takes a breath and doesn't break eye contact, I think I’ve outsmarted him till

“what makes me different from Justin is the fact that I don't fuck girls every night of the week, I don't pull them from the streets against their own will, he used take two every single month give one to me and make me break them into little sex gods so he can sell them off as slaves and at the end of the month he takes my girl back and sleep’s with her to see if there good enough, mine never were, I never touched any one of those girls, and cause he's Justin he’s only in it for the fuck, so he gave them to me to sell off if they were good, and dispose if they weren't, they all live good lives now in other countries far from him, so I am nothing like my brother”

Tyler’s chest is going up and down as he catches his breath his eyes didn't leave my face the whole time even though mine dropped to the floor at the start, without lifting my gaze from the floor I say to him
“So are you going to do all that for me or do you…” I can’t finish the sentence

I bring my eyes up to stare into his he tilt's his head as he stares into my eyes thinking about what I said, he stares for about a minute until he replies in a soft whispery voice that turns me on a little

“Yes but.