[His attention narrows to the points of pinched flesh, feeling as the area becomes warmer. It isn't painful by any means, but he cannot ignore the tingling pressure â nor how he must look on his knees, a chain dangling off pink and stiffened nipples in decoration against a naked body â and he is steered away only once Cy speaks.
A hard swallow is his first response, throat working as if in preparation for Cy's dick, for that promised lack of air. The way Cy talks him through the scenario is like foreplay on its own; he feels a tickle of precome as it leaks from the slit of his cock, lying untouched between legs.]
I understand. [A dry little rasp.] Safeword is dropping the bell. I'll raise it when I want to go harder. But remember not to come down my throat, I want it â on my face. [Important.
He reaches, hand steady as it works at the closure of Cy's slacks, thumbing the button from its slot and sliding down the zipper's teeth. Cy's cock is heavy against his palm as he draws it loose, encountering no second layer of fabric to block access, which is not a shock by now. He stares at the flushed length of it with hunger, exerting effort of will not to dip down and lap it up into his mouth immediately. A breath, a shudder. He stays still and waits.]
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Date: 2024-02-21 03:54 am (UTC)A hard swallow is his first response, throat working as if in preparation for Cy's dick, for that promised lack of air. The way Cy talks him through the scenario is like foreplay on its own; he feels a tickle of precome as it leaks from the slit of his cock, lying untouched between legs.]
I understand. [A dry little rasp.] Safeword is dropping the bell. I'll raise it when I want to go harder. But remember not to come down my throat, I want it â on my face. [Important.
He reaches, hand steady as it works at the closure of Cy's slacks, thumbing the button from its slot and sliding down the zipper's teeth. Cy's cock is heavy against his palm as he draws it loose, encountering no second layer of fabric to block access, which is not a shock by now. He stares at the flushed length of it with hunger, exerting effort of will not to dip down and lap it up into his mouth immediately. A breath, a shudder. He stays still and waits.]