īŧ he just laughs, and bites at the curve of sasuke's shoulder, a playful little nip that leaves no mark. īŧ
Oh my fuck, dude. You've had something up your ass all of twice.
īŧ he works his hand against — in — the boy, a slow, tempestuous motion, a rock of his hand that drives him just a little deeper. īŧ
Let me enjoy you. We've got all the time in the world to satisfy you later brusquely apace, milord. Perhaps some patience doth behoove you.
īŧ yes, that slip into antiquated keigo, the sort that's respectful to a superior in social standing, is intentional, thank you.
his left hand strokes against sasuke's hair, steady and methodical even as the finger of his right hand curls, a beckoning gesture inside him. the slow stroke, sketched across the prostate so easily hit at this angle, is a deliberate tease. beside him like this, cy intends to watch every twitch in his expression, every shuddering heave of his chest. it's a good view, but — īŧ
Don't turn away.
īŧ — one more order, sealed with another kiss, this one against the dip of his collarbone. īŧ
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Date: 2024-01-16 03:46 pm (UTC)Oh my fuck, dude. You've had something up your ass all of twice.
īŧ he works his hand against — in — the boy, a slow, tempestuous motion, a rock of his hand that drives him just a little deeper. īŧ
Let me enjoy you. We've got all the time in the world to satisfy you later brusquely apace, milord. Perhaps some patience doth behoove you.
īŧ yes, that slip into antiquated keigo, the sort that's respectful to a superior in social standing, is intentional, thank you.
his left hand strokes against sasuke's hair, steady and methodical even as the finger of his right hand curls, a beckoning gesture inside him. the slow stroke, sketched across the prostate so easily hit at this angle, is a deliberate tease. beside him like this, cy intends to watch every twitch in his expression, every shuddering heave of his chest. it's a good view, but — īŧ
Don't turn away.
īŧ — one more order, sealed with another kiss, this one against the dip of his collarbone. īŧ