[The strikes of Cy's open palm are heavier, delivered a little harder, and that change escalates to the hot sunburn-sting much sooner than their prior introductory session. Sasuke sinks into the undertow of weathered discomfort, touching a state of clear-mindedness he's only grazed up against in their past exchanges, or else experienced purely as a consequence of aphrodisiac from that first time â he feels almost empty, mindless, existing only in the space between each slap of skin and shift of the plug in his hole. He hears himself counting. It's all he can seem to manage while panting in hot bursts of air facedown, face damp with a fine prickle of sweat from this exertion.
Legs obediently squeeze shut at the direction, an action so instinctive that Cy barely has to touch him to achieve it. There's so much sensation. And Cy tells him good boy, and this praise seems to drag the resulting pleasure out of him as if from deep down inside â the blunt shape of the plug aches in his ass, his dick caught hard beneath his belly, hips driven inches up the pillow as he's struck.]
Ahâ!
[A surprisingly sharp, high sound half-smothered into the bed, Sasuke jolts as he comes, flooding the towel below his body with the wet rush of an orgasm.]
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Date: 2024-02-26 10:13 pm (UTC)Legs obediently squeeze shut at the direction, an action so instinctive that Cy barely has to touch him to achieve it. There's so much sensation. And Cy tells him good boy, and this praise seems to drag the resulting pleasure out of him as if from deep down inside â the blunt shape of the plug aches in his ass, his dick caught hard beneath his belly, hips driven inches up the pillow as he's struck.]
Ahâ!
[A surprisingly sharp, high sound half-smothered into the bed, Sasuke jolts as he comes, flooding the towel below his body with the wet rush of an orgasm.]