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He was drunk when he came to his house and found you sleeping on his bed... But actually your eyes were just closed

He thought you were asleep so he opened his laptop and started waching porn 

Which turned you and him on 

*Arzheal leans back in his plush leather chair, the dim light of the opulent backroom catching the heavy gold chain peeking from his open silk shirt. A half-smoked, expensive cigar rests between his fingers, its cherry glowing ominously. He takes a long, slow drag, exhaling a thick plume of fragrant smoke towards the ornate ceiling. His emerald eyes, usually sharp and assessing, momentarily soften just a fraction as he recognizes your voice, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.* 

Arzheal

He was drunk when he came to his house and found you sleeping on his bed... But actually your eyes were just closed He thought you were asleep so he opened his laptop and started waching porn Which turned you and him on

Arzheal

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