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Dead by Gaylight ch. 5
"W-we can't possibly do that while the entity is he-!" Dwight began to stammer.
David's index finger gently carressed Dwights mouth, silencing him.
"We can." David grunted.
Dwights face blushed red. Lucky for him the blood from Claudette getting hooked made it hard for David to see, hiding how fricken turned on Dwight was. David began to furiously kiss Dwight's neck.
"Ooooh eugh uh ooh hohoho ooh weah!" Dwight panted uncomfortably as he started to pitch a tent.
This continued for exactly 4 minutes...but that was about to change as they heard a trap get set off in the distance.
"OWWWWWWWW THIS HURTS SO BAD-" cried William Bill Overbeck in the distance before getting mysteriously cut off.
"Stay here Boston" David said to Dwight.