Ah. It's really about to happen. His eyes open again. Where his stare is usually cool and alert, right now his eyes are heated, a little dazed. As he watches Professor Rammsteiner prepare himself, he wets his lips, fingers stealing down to tease at the rim of his own hole. He feels so slick; he has to be ready, hasn't he? He reminds himself to relax, but all he can think about is being filled, being stretched even further open than before.
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