Cyber feels slightly delirious walking down the ramp to the ring. It's not the noise from the arena or the protein shake he had. It's the fact that he's now going to have to wrestle Theory.
Theory makes his grand entrance, pausing at the top of ramp to raise both arms up in the air and then flex as the spotlights beam down on him. He casually struts down the ramp, taking his time to get in the ring, building up the anticipation.
The bell rings and the two competitors circle around. Cyber tries staring at Theory's eyes, but the wrestler refuses to make eye contact - not at all awkward... They near each other and lock up with Theory getting Cyber in a side headlock. He cranks his bicep around the pornstar's head, but still Cyber slips out of it and pushes Theory off of him. Theory bounces off the rope and comes back with a shoulder block that knocks Cyber down. Cyber gets right back up and Theory whips him to the ropes. The pornstar rebounds back and just before he gets to Theory he spins around and plants his hands on the ring to push himself up and nail the wrestler with a wheelbarrow bulldog. Cyber pulls Theory to his feet and whips him into the corner, hearing the loud snap when his back impacts the turnbuckles. He charges at him for an attack, but Theory elbows him, causing Cyber to stagger backwards, holding his head in pain. Theory then somersaults forward with a rolling thunder blockbuster taking Cyber down. The wrestler thinks he's turned things around and stands over Cyber taunting him before eventually picking him up and whipping Cyber across the ring. Cyber springboards off the ropes and comes back with a crossbody, landing on top of Theory. He stays on him for the cover, but Theory shoves him off after the one-count.
Both men scramble back up at the same time, but Cyber gets the advantage with an enzuigiri. Theory's head is spinning from that, as he doesn't notice Cyber slip between the ropes and stand on the edge waiting for him to turn his way. Theory then sees Cyber, who springboards off the ropes and gets on Theory with a hurricanrana that drops the wrestler down, hanging over the middle rope. Theory really doesn't know what's happening now. Cyber sprints across the ring and comes back and nails Theory with a 619. Theory falls back holding his face, surprised by this assault from the pornstar. Cyber goes to the top turnbuckle ready to fly, but Theory somehow collects his wits and races over. He leaps up with a slingshot Spanish fly. Cyber lays sprawled out in a daze while Theory rolls under the ropes to the ring edge. He stands back up, taking his time collect himself and using it to admire Cyber's body. He then slingshots himself over the ropes and stomps a foot on Cyber's chest. As if that weren't enough, he grabs the pornstar before he can roll away and hits him with a fisherman buster. He slides on top of Cyber, raising a finger for each count: One, two, thr-- somehow Cyber punches out.
Theory looks down at him and shakes his head. He really does like it rough, he thinks. He grabs at Cyber, but the pornstar punches back. The blows lack force and Theory barely flinches. He whips Cyber across the ring, the pornstar rebounds back with momentum, ducking Theory's swinging fist. He springs off the ropes again and goes for another crossbody, but Theory catches him and brings him down on his knee with a pendulum backbreaker. But Theory's not done, he picks Cyber back up in a fireman's carry and nails a rack bomb. He leans over Cyber, folding his one leg up to his shoulder pressing down on him for the pin, his face only an inch or two from Cyber's. One. Two. Th-- Cyber kicks out again.
Theory sits on his knees staring at Cyber as he rolls away. He just won't give up! He takes a few breaths and stands up looking at Cyber who remains flat on his stomach. He flashes an A with his fingers and announces that it's time for the "A-Town down." He picks Cyber up and puts him in a fireman's carry, but just as he goes to whip him around Cyber breaks free and wraps his arms and legs around Theory in a sleeper hold. Theory tries to shake Cyber off, but the pornstar holds on. He gradually begins to fade, giving Cyber some confidence that he can possibly turn this match around. But then Theory runs back-first into the corner and slams the pornstar against the turnbuckles, making Cyber release the hold. He then grabs Cyber and pulls him a few steps out of the corner before tossing him back in, shoulder first into and post. Cyber yells out in pain, stuck in this position, until he feels Theory grabbing at his trunks, yanking him back out. Then without any announcements Theory tries for the A-Town Down again and executes it perfectly, putting Cyber out. He crawls between Cyber's legs and lays on top of him for the pin: One. Two. Three. Theory gets the surprisingly hard-earned victory.
Before their match Cyber was thirsty. He looked around for a water fountain or even a vending machine, but came up empty. Then right in front of the entrance to the ramp to the arena he saw a big pre-workout bottle and, without hesitating, took it. He had only planned on having a gulp of the protein shake, but it actually tasted pretty good and he ended up chugging the entire thing. He set the bottle back just as Theory walked over. The confident wrestler had his shoulders up and chin held high and froze at the sight of his drink.
"Who drank my--"
He saw the stains around Cyber's lips. The pornstar shrugged, "Sorry, I'll get you another one."
"No," Theory replied.
"Yeah, I'm sure there's more around here somewhere."
"You can't get me another one because that one had a special ingredient," Theory explained.
"I feel bad. Just tell me what it is and I'll get it for you."
"You promise?"
"Yeah," Cyber said, not thinking too hard about it. "So what is it?"
"My cum."
Cyber's eyes widened. "Your cum?"
"You promised..." Theory had a grin on his face. It was almost as if he planted that bottle there for Cyber to discover and end up in this predicament. Only it wasn't a predicament for Cyber, he'd gladly make Theory cum. "Now on your knees."
Theory slid his shorts down to his ankles, letting his dick flop out. Cyber knelt before him, grabbing the boner with his right hand, causing it to stir. He stroked it slowly, making Theory moan as he shifted his feet impatiently.
"Come on..."
The pornstar opened his mouth and sucked on the head, squeezing it between his lips. He worked slowly, not caring that they had a match in fifteen minutes, taking Theory deeper until he hit the back of this throat. Theory groaned, combing his fingers through Cyber's cornrows as the pornstar bobbed his head back and forth building up momentum. He didn't even notice that Cyber had tugged his own trunks down, his dick leaking on to the floor. It's only after Theory began thrusting his hips, getting his dick all the way in Cyber's mouth. The pornstar was satisfied with the rougher pace, Theory could tell from the hungry look in his eyes and the way his fingers curled into the back of his thighs. Not only that, but now that he was looking down at him while he thrust, Theory got a view of how hard he was: the smooth curve of his cock bobbing slightly as he twitched his hips up every time Theory thrust into him.
"This is taking too long," Theory said. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but with their match starting soon Theory knew he couldn't walk out with a boner. "Let me fuck you."
Cyber spit the dick out and nodded not wiping his mouth and leaving the precum around his lips. He stood back up and faced the wall, arching his back out so Theory could get at him at the perfect angle. He wiggled it a little, inviting Theory to have at it. The wrestler smacked it hard, but Cyber barely reacted.
"You like it rough, do you?" Theory chuckled to himself.
He slammed his long and thick cock right into Cyber's hole with no abandon. Cyber bit his lip to suppress a scream, so instead just a whimper escaped. Cyber has had bigger cocks, but the way Theory jabbed his in it made it feel like his hole was being stretched by the cock. Theory let out a grunt of pleasure once he shoved his cock all the way in, going so deep his balls slammed into body. He didn't start off fast, just powerful, but as Theory went faster and faster the noises Cyber made became more distinct.
"Ahhhhhhh," Cyber whined out more high-pitched than he anticipated.
After that noise, Theory kicked into overdrive, holding tightly the hip of the pornstar with one hand and with the other, milking Cyber's cock at the same pace of his thrusting. Cyber didn't know how close Theory was getting, but this was making him ready to cum at any second. He knew it wouldn't matter if he came first, but because he felt guilty about drinking Theory's protein shake, he thought it'd only be fair for the wrestler to finish first.
Instead Theory surprised him again, pulling out, "It wouldn't be fair to the fans if I used all this energy up before our match."
"They'd forgive you if your were filming this and released it online," Cyber though to himself.
Theory sat on an equipment trunk and spat on his hand as he slicked himself up again.
"Come on and ride me."
Cyber hopped on the trunk, facing away from Theory, and squatted down as Theory lined his dick up against his hole. He pushed up, breaching Cyber in one slow continuous motion, holding him by the hips to control the pace until he was all the way in again and Cyber was seated in his lap. Cyber breathed slowly in and out, relaxing his body as much as possible knowing this could be a rough and bumpy ride. He began rolling his hips to show Theory he was ready for whatever he had in store.
Theory wasted no time, hands tightening on Cyber's hips as he lifted him up and bore him back down, leading him. The pace started slowly, building intensity as they went, every thrust harder than the one before it until Cyber thought he had to be nearly screaming from the sensation. He didn't think about how close they were to the arena entrance and whether the fans could hear them, he was just living in the moment, letting the blood rush in his ears and drown out all the sound. Then Theory shifted slightly, pushing up to meet Cyber, and Cyber definitely did scream because Theory hit his prostate dead on. His entire body convulsed as though he were coming, but still he fought back knowing Theory had to be close by now.
Theory turned Cyber's head to press kisses along Cyber's jaw, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of his waist as he began to writhe.
"I'm gonna come..."
He pulled Cyber off of him and jerked his cock, curving it at his open mouth. And then he shot out, the sperm splattering at his face, shoulders and chest. Some got in his mouth, but the rest he wiped with his fingers and sucked clean. Cyber stood and watched, feeling a little left out and unsure what to do. Should he jerk off there too? Help feed Theory his load? He didn't know, but he did know that Theory was serious about drinking his own cum.
"Pull up your trunks," Theory barked at him as he stood back up. "Our match is about to start."
And so Cyber pulled his wrestling trunks back up, the material feeling extra snug around him as he had to contain his boner. He headed out to the ring with a feeling of regret for not coming when he could have, but took it as a lesson learned.
Now that the match is over, Cyber limps backstage hoping he can get another glimpse of Theory naked in the shower as a final image to hold in his mind as a reminder of this night. Instead Theory is there waiting for him in the locker room with a devious smirk on his face.
"You know, that protein shake wasn't just a pre-workout but also my post-workout," Theory says.
Did Theory have enough cum in him for another fuck fest, Cyber wonders.
"And since I'm all out, I'll have to try yours," Theory finishes, answering Cyber's thoughts.
He pulls the pornstar to him, forcing his lips on Cyber's, sucking him long and hard as his tongue slides in the pornstar's mouth. The way Theory devours him makes Cyber's dick strain in the confines of his trunks. He's tempted to remove them, but he doesn't want to do anything to make Theory stop. The wrestler then proceeds to kiss down Cyber's neck to his chest, causing shivers to run down the pornstar's back. Theory takes a second to kiss each of Cyber's abs before getting to his trunks, where he nips at them with his mouth. Cyber helps him slide them back off, dropping them to his ankles and freeing his boner.
"Good, you're all ready," Theory says.
His fingers close around Cyber's cock and gives it an experimental squeeze, causing Cyber to tremble. Theory continues swiping over the tip and touching the leaking pre-cum. Cyber's blood rushes all over again, he doesn't know how he's going to make this last and silently prays for his body to not cave in and let this second encounter with Theory last longer than their first. It becomes even more of a test once Theory opens his mouth and inhales his dick. He takes him deeper and deeper with every bob of his head, relaxing his throat and using the precum slicked over Cyber's shaft to ease the way until he has him all the way to the back of his throat. He hums lightly even as he focuses on breathing through his nose. He pulls back and goes again, breathing easier this time. He keeps going, faster, making Cyber's toes curl. He tries deep throating the pornstar, holding the cock all the way in, but his throat begins to convulse and he gags. He then spits the dick out, not at all showing signs of embarrassment. Instead his eyes light up.
"You know, instead of swallowing your load, why don't you inject it in me?" Theory says. Though it's a question the wrestler's tone makes it seem more like an order. An order Cyber is happy to obey.
Theory lies down on the bench, adjusting himself so his back feels comfortable pressed against the wood. "Let's go."
Almost excruciatingly slow, Cyber presses himself inside. Theory's breath hitches in his throat, but he doesn't push Cyber away. He presses on until he bottoms out, sheathed to the hilt. His brown eyes studied Theory's flushed expression intently, letting him adjust despite how he throbbed within.
“Fuck, it's been a while since I've been this full,” Theory blushes furiously.
Cyber would've chuckled had the sensation of being tightly clenched by Theory's walls not left him almost breathless himself. He takes a deep breath and then begins to move. At first his thrusts are gentle and shallow, ever careful to make sure Theory only feels pleasure. Only when the wrestler's smile returns does his pace begin to pick up. Theory rests his head on his arm, looking up at Cyber and can't help but have a wide grin plastered on his face. Moans and panting breaths echo off the walls of the locker room, not that anyone is there to decipher who elicits what sound.
Both men scramble back up at the same time, but Cyber gets the advantage with an enzuigiri. Theory's head is spinning from that, as he doesn't notice Cyber slip between the ropes and stand on the edge waiting for him to turn his way. Theory then sees Cyber, who springboards off the ropes and gets on Theory with a hurricanrana that drops the wrestler down, hanging over the middle rope. Theory really doesn't know what's happening now. Cyber sprints across the ring and comes back and nails Theory with a 619. Theory falls back holding his face, surprised by this assault from the pornstar. Cyber goes to the top turnbuckle ready to fly, but Theory somehow collects his wits and races over. He leaps up with a slingshot Spanish fly. Cyber lays sprawled out in a daze while Theory rolls under the ropes to the ring edge. He stands back up, taking his time collect himself and using it to admire Cyber's body. He then slingshots himself over the ropes and stomps a foot on Cyber's chest. As if that weren't enough, he grabs the pornstar before he can roll away and hits him with a fisherman buster. He slides on top of Cyber, raising a finger for each count: One, two, thr-- somehow Cyber punches out.
Theory looks down at him and shakes his head. He really does like it rough, he thinks. He grabs at Cyber, but the pornstar punches back. The blows lack force and Theory barely flinches. He whips Cyber across the ring, the pornstar rebounds back with momentum, ducking Theory's swinging fist. He springs off the ropes again and goes for another crossbody, but Theory catches him and brings him down on his knee with a pendulum backbreaker. But Theory's not done, he picks Cyber back up in a fireman's carry and nails a rack bomb. He leans over Cyber, folding his one leg up to his shoulder pressing down on him for the pin, his face only an inch or two from Cyber's. One. Two. Th-- Cyber kicks out again.
Theory sits on his knees staring at Cyber as he rolls away. He just won't give up! He takes a few breaths and stands up looking at Cyber who remains flat on his stomach. He flashes an A with his fingers and announces that it's time for the "A-Town down." He picks Cyber up and puts him in a fireman's carry, but just as he goes to whip him around Cyber breaks free and wraps his arms and legs around Theory in a sleeper hold. Theory tries to shake Cyber off, but the pornstar holds on. He gradually begins to fade, giving Cyber some confidence that he can possibly turn this match around. But then Theory runs back-first into the corner and slams the pornstar against the turnbuckles, making Cyber release the hold. He then grabs Cyber and pulls him a few steps out of the corner before tossing him back in, shoulder first into and post. Cyber yells out in pain, stuck in this position, until he feels Theory grabbing at his trunks, yanking him back out. Then without any announcements Theory tries for the A-Town Down again and executes it perfectly, putting Cyber out. He crawls between Cyber's legs and lays on top of him for the pin: One. Two. Three. Theory gets the surprisingly hard-earned victory.
"Who drank my--"
He saw the stains around Cyber's lips. The pornstar shrugged, "Sorry, I'll get you another one."
"No," Theory replied.
"Yeah, I'm sure there's more around here somewhere."
"You can't get me another one because that one had a special ingredient," Theory explained.
"I feel bad. Just tell me what it is and I'll get it for you."
"You promise?"
"Yeah," Cyber said, not thinking too hard about it. "So what is it?"
"My cum."
Cyber's eyes widened. "Your cum?"
"You promised..." Theory had a grin on his face. It was almost as if he planted that bottle there for Cyber to discover and end up in this predicament. Only it wasn't a predicament for Cyber, he'd gladly make Theory cum. "Now on your knees."
Theory slid his shorts down to his ankles, letting his dick flop out. Cyber knelt before him, grabbing the boner with his right hand, causing it to stir. He stroked it slowly, making Theory moan as he shifted his feet impatiently.
"Come on..."
The pornstar opened his mouth and sucked on the head, squeezing it between his lips. He worked slowly, not caring that they had a match in fifteen minutes, taking Theory deeper until he hit the back of this throat. Theory groaned, combing his fingers through Cyber's cornrows as the pornstar bobbed his head back and forth building up momentum. He didn't even notice that Cyber had tugged his own trunks down, his dick leaking on to the floor. It's only after Theory began thrusting his hips, getting his dick all the way in Cyber's mouth. The pornstar was satisfied with the rougher pace, Theory could tell from the hungry look in his eyes and the way his fingers curled into the back of his thighs. Not only that, but now that he was looking down at him while he thrust, Theory got a view of how hard he was: the smooth curve of his cock bobbing slightly as he twitched his hips up every time Theory thrust into him.
"This is taking too long," Theory said. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but with their match starting soon Theory knew he couldn't walk out with a boner. "Let me fuck you."
Cyber spit the dick out and nodded not wiping his mouth and leaving the precum around his lips. He stood back up and faced the wall, arching his back out so Theory could get at him at the perfect angle. He wiggled it a little, inviting Theory to have at it. The wrestler smacked it hard, but Cyber barely reacted.
"You like it rough, do you?" Theory chuckled to himself.
He slammed his long and thick cock right into Cyber's hole with no abandon. Cyber bit his lip to suppress a scream, so instead just a whimper escaped. Cyber has had bigger cocks, but the way Theory jabbed his in it made it feel like his hole was being stretched by the cock. Theory let out a grunt of pleasure once he shoved his cock all the way in, going so deep his balls slammed into body. He didn't start off fast, just powerful, but as Theory went faster and faster the noises Cyber made became more distinct.
"Ahhhhhhh," Cyber whined out more high-pitched than he anticipated.
After that noise, Theory kicked into overdrive, holding tightly the hip of the pornstar with one hand and with the other, milking Cyber's cock at the same pace of his thrusting. Cyber didn't know how close Theory was getting, but this was making him ready to cum at any second. He knew it wouldn't matter if he came first, but because he felt guilty about drinking Theory's protein shake, he thought it'd only be fair for the wrestler to finish first.
Instead Theory surprised him again, pulling out, "It wouldn't be fair to the fans if I used all this energy up before our match."
"They'd forgive you if your were filming this and released it online," Cyber though to himself.
Theory sat on an equipment trunk and spat on his hand as he slicked himself up again.
"Come on and ride me."
Cyber hopped on the trunk, facing away from Theory, and squatted down as Theory lined his dick up against his hole. He pushed up, breaching Cyber in one slow continuous motion, holding him by the hips to control the pace until he was all the way in again and Cyber was seated in his lap. Cyber breathed slowly in and out, relaxing his body as much as possible knowing this could be a rough and bumpy ride. He began rolling his hips to show Theory he was ready for whatever he had in store.
Theory wasted no time, hands tightening on Cyber's hips as he lifted him up and bore him back down, leading him. The pace started slowly, building intensity as they went, every thrust harder than the one before it until Cyber thought he had to be nearly screaming from the sensation. He didn't think about how close they were to the arena entrance and whether the fans could hear them, he was just living in the moment, letting the blood rush in his ears and drown out all the sound. Then Theory shifted slightly, pushing up to meet Cyber, and Cyber definitely did scream because Theory hit his prostate dead on. His entire body convulsed as though he were coming, but still he fought back knowing Theory had to be close by now.
Theory turned Cyber's head to press kisses along Cyber's jaw, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of his waist as he began to writhe.
"I'm gonna come..."
He pulled Cyber off of him and jerked his cock, curving it at his open mouth. And then he shot out, the sperm splattering at his face, shoulders and chest. Some got in his mouth, but the rest he wiped with his fingers and sucked clean. Cyber stood and watched, feeling a little left out and unsure what to do. Should he jerk off there too? Help feed Theory his load? He didn't know, but he did know that Theory was serious about drinking his own cum.
"Pull up your trunks," Theory barked at him as he stood back up. "Our match is about to start."
And so Cyber pulled his wrestling trunks back up, the material feeling extra snug around him as he had to contain his boner. He headed out to the ring with a feeling of regret for not coming when he could have, but took it as a lesson learned.
Now that the match is over, Cyber limps backstage hoping he can get another glimpse of Theory naked in the shower as a final image to hold in his mind as a reminder of this night. Instead Theory is there waiting for him in the locker room with a devious smirk on his face.
"You know, that protein shake wasn't just a pre-workout but also my post-workout," Theory says.
Did Theory have enough cum in him for another fuck fest, Cyber wonders.
"And since I'm all out, I'll have to try yours," Theory finishes, answering Cyber's thoughts.
He pulls the pornstar to him, forcing his lips on Cyber's, sucking him long and hard as his tongue slides in the pornstar's mouth. The way Theory devours him makes Cyber's dick strain in the confines of his trunks. He's tempted to remove them, but he doesn't want to do anything to make Theory stop. The wrestler then proceeds to kiss down Cyber's neck to his chest, causing shivers to run down the pornstar's back. Theory takes a second to kiss each of Cyber's abs before getting to his trunks, where he nips at them with his mouth. Cyber helps him slide them back off, dropping them to his ankles and freeing his boner.
"Good, you're all ready," Theory says.
His fingers close around Cyber's cock and gives it an experimental squeeze, causing Cyber to tremble. Theory continues swiping over the tip and touching the leaking pre-cum. Cyber's blood rushes all over again, he doesn't know how he's going to make this last and silently prays for his body to not cave in and let this second encounter with Theory last longer than their first. It becomes even more of a test once Theory opens his mouth and inhales his dick. He takes him deeper and deeper with every bob of his head, relaxing his throat and using the precum slicked over Cyber's shaft to ease the way until he has him all the way to the back of his throat. He hums lightly even as he focuses on breathing through his nose. He pulls back and goes again, breathing easier this time. He keeps going, faster, making Cyber's toes curl. He tries deep throating the pornstar, holding the cock all the way in, but his throat begins to convulse and he gags. He then spits the dick out, not at all showing signs of embarrassment. Instead his eyes light up.
"You know, instead of swallowing your load, why don't you inject it in me?" Theory says. Though it's a question the wrestler's tone makes it seem more like an order. An order Cyber is happy to obey.
Theory lies down on the bench, adjusting himself so his back feels comfortable pressed against the wood. "Let's go."
Almost excruciatingly slow, Cyber presses himself inside. Theory's breath hitches in his throat, but he doesn't push Cyber away. He presses on until he bottoms out, sheathed to the hilt. His brown eyes studied Theory's flushed expression intently, letting him adjust despite how he throbbed within.
“Fuck, it's been a while since I've been this full,” Theory blushes furiously.
Cyber would've chuckled had the sensation of being tightly clenched by Theory's walls not left him almost breathless himself. He takes a deep breath and then begins to move. At first his thrusts are gentle and shallow, ever careful to make sure Theory only feels pleasure. Only when the wrestler's smile returns does his pace begin to pick up. Theory rests his head on his arm, looking up at Cyber and can't help but have a wide grin plastered on his face. Moans and panting breaths echo off the walls of the locker room, not that anyone is there to decipher who elicits what sound.
Then Cyber leans forward as he thrusts in at a higher angle. Theory writhes, his prostate throbbing from the new position. Cyber then captures one of Theory's perky pink nipples between his lips and sucks gently as he continued fucking him.
Time becomes immeasurable to them both, as they soak in the moment, dragging it out as long as possible. But Cyber's limitations were already stretched to their limits before the match, and it doesn't take him that long to meet his climax.
"Awww, I'm coming," Cyber alerts Theory.
"Fill me up with your seed," Theory says, tweaking the pornstar's pecs.
Cyber whimpers as he releases his hot seed, coating Theory's walls within. Theory even whimpers happily as he feel Cyber still inside him. And then more of his thick sticky fluid spills over his stomach. Apparently Theory did have more in him. This time Cyber tilts his head down and laps it up, savoring the taste of the wrestler.
"Hey..." Theory says with playful offense.
"I can't help it," Cyber smiles. "But don't worry, I'll pay you back."
Between these two sexy men I'd go with the bulkier Theory, though I'd probably make him trim his beard first.
Time becomes immeasurable to them both, as they soak in the moment, dragging it out as long as possible. But Cyber's limitations were already stretched to their limits before the match, and it doesn't take him that long to meet his climax.
"Awww, I'm coming," Cyber alerts Theory.
"Fill me up with your seed," Theory says, tweaking the pornstar's pecs.
Cyber whimpers as he releases his hot seed, coating Theory's walls within. Theory even whimpers happily as he feel Cyber still inside him. And then more of his thick sticky fluid spills over his stomach. Apparently Theory did have more in him. This time Cyber tilts his head down and laps it up, savoring the taste of the wrestler.
"Hey..." Theory says with playful offense.
"I can't help it," Cyber smiles. "But don't worry, I'll pay you back."
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