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    More vines coiled under Stolas’ knees, lifting his legs until he hung fully open, hips tilted forward, thighs trembling in the air.

    He looked like an offering.

    He sounded like a whore.

    He probably couldn’t help it with the way a particularly long, thick vine was slithering between his slick folds, ridged with pulsing veins and studded with slick nodules that caught on every nerve, dragging syrup-thick nectar over him until it pooled in globs and hung in obscene, clinging ropes. It dripped slowly — sweet as floral rot, heavy as oil — down his trembling thighs.

    “Gods,” Stolas sobbed. His hips jerked. “I— I can’t—”

    “You can,” Blitzø growled, standing now, unbuckling his pants. “Because I’m gonna fuck you so hard this fucking plant knows who you belong to.”

    —-

    Stolas gets tangled up in the vines—literally—of one of Hell’s deadliest, most debauched species of flora and Blitzø has to act fast or lose him to a plant with a taste for sweet screams and ruin.

    There’s only one rule: if the plant makes Stolas come, it keeps him. So Blitzø has to do it first.

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