[The crack of Isaac's skull- the hardest part of him, by far- has Hector seeing spots for a moment.]
Fuck!
[He kicks and scoots himself back, though not in time to avoid the jets of seed Isaac squeezes out of himself.
That. Fucking. Bastard.
Hector's anger has always burned cold within him, and when he finally reaches the tipping point into fury, he goes quiet and distant.]
We're done.
[A low, unwavering tone. Hector stands while Isaac is still shuddering from orgasm, snatches his discarded pants from the ground beside him, and stalks out of the cave. The fairy flits out after him.]
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Fuck!
[He kicks and scoots himself back, though not in time to avoid the jets of seed Isaac squeezes out of himself.
That. Fucking. Bastard.
Hector's anger has always burned cold within him, and when he finally reaches the tipping point into fury, he goes quiet and distant.]
We're done.
[A low, unwavering tone. Hector stands while Isaac is still shuddering from orgasm, snatches his discarded pants from the ground beside him, and stalks out of the cave. The fairy flits out after him.]