[He has felt powerless enough in his life that its sensation is branded across his soul in its own familiar, well-worn pattern. He knows its sensation too intimately — it has been carved by a clever blade held in the hand of the most important person in his life, etching the ruin of vivid memories soaked in blood. And there is a moment, as Cy bears down on him and tells him no, where his body is split on the spear of Cy's cock to a dully radiating throb that doesn't hurt but he can imagine too well — it feels almost real. Yet there's no fear, no reach for dissolution through either safeword or bell.
If anything, his body is lit by the suggestion of that reality, and this time the sound he makes as Cy seats himself in one heavy slide is a sob, emerging desperate even dry and half-smothered by the sheet. All he feels in the world is the way his ass has closed around the shape of Cy's dick, the way muscle throbs to maintain a penetration so much deeper and thicker than the plug. There's almost no time to adjust before his wrist is tugged a little harder and a hand plants between shoulder blades — and his next breath is shallow, strained, sucked against the barrier of fabric against his face.
Then Cy speaks again, and his eyes clench shut in the disorienting rush of arousal that takes hold. It is a thought barely put into his mind by the description of today's holiday associated with fertility, when Cy had insinuated it between the two of them despite the biological impossibility. Sasuke has never thought of himself in that position. It is a woman's role, a woman's sole duty. And yet Cy makes him imagine he is someone who can fulfill that role — that there is some risk of its potential, that Cy will force him to bear children, putting use to a bloodline on the verge of extinction. And the confusing twist of lust and sentiment intermingled is powerful — he feels the cold pillow against his cheek, barely registers it as he's fucked hard enough to drive him inches up the bed. He is too lost in the spiral of an animalistic urge he hardly recognizes.
The orgasm tears itself loose, evoked by that inexplicable fantasy and all of that dragging friction where his cock is pinned to the mattress beneath hips. It even surprises him; there's no warning, nothing but the wrecked noises from a smothered mouth as he comes beneath Cy.]
cw: breeding meta......
If anything, his body is lit by the suggestion of that reality, and this time the sound he makes as Cy seats himself in one heavy slide is a sob, emerging desperate even dry and half-smothered by the sheet. All he feels in the world is the way his ass has closed around the shape of Cy's dick, the way muscle throbs to maintain a penetration so much deeper and thicker than the plug. There's almost no time to adjust before his wrist is tugged a little harder and a hand plants between shoulder blades — and his next breath is shallow, strained, sucked against the barrier of fabric against his face.
Then Cy speaks again, and his eyes clench shut in the disorienting rush of arousal that takes hold. It is a thought barely put into his mind by the description of today's holiday associated with fertility, when Cy had insinuated it between the two of them despite the biological impossibility. Sasuke has never thought of himself in that position. It is a woman's role, a woman's sole duty. And yet Cy makes him imagine he is someone who can fulfill that role — that there is some risk of its potential, that Cy will force him to bear children, putting use to a bloodline on the verge of extinction. And the confusing twist of lust and sentiment intermingled is powerful — he feels the cold pillow against his cheek, barely registers it as he's fucked hard enough to drive him inches up the bed. He is too lost in the spiral of an animalistic urge he hardly recognizes.
The orgasm tears itself loose, evoked by that inexplicable fantasy and all of that dragging friction where his cock is pinned to the mattress beneath hips. It even surprises him; there's no warning, nothing but the wrecked noises from a smothered mouth as he comes beneath Cy.]