[In the most inane, sanitized moments, Cy's voice is an intoxicant for him â at times sedative when he seeks calm amid emotional turmoil, or distracting when his mind would be better turned down other paths. Yet like this, in those casual tones putting voice to obscene sexual acts, it is at its most powerful. Perhaps part of it is conditioned; it was how he'd first experienced sex with Cy in any form, pinned to a bed and spoken into that blinding orgasm on the heels of dirty fantasy.
His mouth parts at the lick of a tongue as if he means to chase it.]
You, [an abrupt beginning that is quickly abandoned. His skin is warm beneath his clothes, and his cock is somehow, infuriatingly, hard from the mere discussion of a scenario alone, which Cy may discover with a shift of weight.] I don't know how I'm supposed to choose. You've suggested too many options.
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Date: 2024-02-20 04:53 am (UTC)His mouth parts at the lick of a tongue as if he means to chase it.]
You, [an abrupt beginning that is quickly abandoned. His skin is warm beneath his clothes, and his cock is somehow, infuriatingly, hard from the mere discussion of a scenario alone, which Cy may discover with a shift of weight.] I don't know how I'm supposed to choose. You've suggested too many options.
[Hopefully Cy is immune to his criticism by now.]