[The praise lights up in him as he thaws to this act, its newness broken like a seal, pushing his middle finger in as deep as he can take it, drawing it back out, and while Cy talks he's already greased more lube on his hand to return it down, down. Back to the slippery rim of his hole, joining two fingers together in their thicker width, pushing them in with an unrelenting turn of his wrist.
It burns, too much too fast. But he likes it. The sound it elicits is low, straining to be quietβthe walls are thin, hereβbut unable to conceal the effect it has on him as Cy goes on. Imagine I'm watching you, so he does, eyes closed, the image of Cy looming over him like he had before, a lean dark shadow. Don't hide, and without thinking Sasuke kicks the blanket down his legs obediently in a flutter of fabric; he feels the dildo roll out from between his thighs but he doesn't reach for it yet.]
In, [a gust of breath,] both fingers. It was easy. [If only for his pain tolerance, maybe.] Nnh... Cy, how long like this?
[The stretch is a pleasant ache that he finds himself squirming to satisfy, scissoring as advised, but it's not what he wants. Fingering himself open like thisβhe's impatient for the next step. I want it, he doesn't know how to say.]
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Date: 2024-01-15 03:28 am (UTC)It burns, too much too fast. But he likes it. The sound it elicits is low, straining to be quietβthe walls are thin, hereβbut unable to conceal the effect it has on him as Cy goes on. Imagine I'm watching you, so he does, eyes closed, the image of Cy looming over him like he had before, a lean dark shadow. Don't hide, and without thinking Sasuke kicks the blanket down his legs obediently in a flutter of fabric; he feels the dildo roll out from between his thighs but he doesn't reach for it yet.]
In, [a gust of breath,] both fingers. It was easy. [If only for his pain tolerance, maybe.] Nnh... Cy, how long like this?
[The stretch is a pleasant ache that he finds himself squirming to satisfy, scissoring as advised, but it's not what he wants. Fingering himself open like thisβhe's impatient for the next step. I want it, he doesn't know how to say.]