īŧ well, that's a sound he hasn't made before, and the tremor of orgasm is not remotely subtle. cy's hand stills at the last stroke, and turns the contact into a soft, gentle contact instead. he reaches across sasuke's body to track down the lotion he'd picked up the last time they'd done this, and while he's bent low across his back he drops a kiss against sasuke's shoulder.
it's the first time sasuke hasn't asked or been given permission to come, or at the very least hasn't warned him — and he's sure that he won't take the perception of some sort of failure easily or well. it's with that awareness that whatever he says will be formative to sasuke's comfort that he pops the cap on the lotion and starts to warm a generous helping of it in the palm of his hand. īŧ
Hey, it's okay. I didn't tell you not to come.
īŧ so, no actual 'failure', let's clarify that first. he pets a thin layer of lotion against the reddened skin of sasuke's ass, soothing the heat of impact. īŧ
And even if I would've, you wanna know something fun? It's not like having you follow my orders isn't hot — pretty sure I have absolutely proven that on more than one occasion — but every once in a while, knowing that I can get you worked up enough that you can't help yourself is pretty fuckin' good too. So either way, whatever happens is like a treat for me, personally. Homemade and hand delivered at the head of ya' pretty cock.
īŧ the massage deepens, and he now prises sasuke's thighs apart intentionally, working the tension from a dip of his hand between them. he's gotten into the habit of handling sasuke's body like it's purchased property, as if no part of him is to be hidden away or concealed or held to be sacred in solitary. instead, he writes his touch into every line of him, as if intent on crowding out any other contact that's ever been laid down in pain. īŧ
Was it because the spanking was harder, or because of the plug? Both, you think?
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Date: 2024-02-27 02:14 am (UTC)it's the first time sasuke hasn't asked or been given permission to come, or at the very least hasn't warned him — and he's sure that he won't take the perception of some sort of failure easily or well. it's with that awareness that whatever he says will be formative to sasuke's comfort that he pops the cap on the lotion and starts to warm a generous helping of it in the palm of his hand. īŧ
Hey, it's okay. I didn't tell you not to come.
īŧ so, no actual 'failure', let's clarify that first. he pets a thin layer of lotion against the reddened skin of sasuke's ass, soothing the heat of impact. īŧ
And even if I would've, you wanna know something fun? It's not like having you follow my orders isn't hot — pretty sure I have absolutely proven that on more than one occasion — but every once in a while, knowing that I can get you worked up enough that you can't help yourself is pretty fuckin' good too. So either way, whatever happens is like a treat for me, personally. Homemade and hand delivered at the head of ya' pretty cock.
īŧ the massage deepens, and he now prises sasuke's thighs apart intentionally, working the tension from a dip of his hand between them. he's gotten into the habit of handling sasuke's body like it's purchased property, as if no part of him is to be hidden away or concealed or held to be sacred in solitary. instead, he writes his touch into every line of him, as if intent on crowding out any other contact that's ever been laid down in pain. īŧ
Was it because the spanking was harder, or because of the plug? Both, you think?