Tennessee, the hitman, was true to himself and his past, even though he hit rock bottom ethically. It was a monotonous life, but he thought it was okay. Until he accidentally kidnapped a child with black hair flying around in a stolen car...

“Put it in my mouth.”

Fuck me all the way to the neck. Without shame, without any sense of dignity or pride, Amber reached a bright climax, exposed one by one under Tennessee’s gaze. But Tennessee’s lips were as tightly locked as before. Even so, Amber reminded himself that he had never lost a single fight with Tennessee. Even if it wasn’t a victory won through fair play, isn’t a forfeit loss still a defeat? Filthy person. Victory was mine.

(Source: Ridibooks, translated)

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