[It's an easy act to slide into Cy's lap, only bare skin between them. He obeys by folding long legs around Cy's waist and locking them at the ankle, luxuriating in the lean, hard body beneath him, how it makes the flow of time stop to be in these arms, how quickly all of the difficult trials of his life fade to static in his ears. He's not remotely nervous â but there is a little hitch of air, a dimensional shift in the intimacy they share.
Magnified, of course, by how casually Cy tugs him by the collar around his throat. The kiss seals that intention between them, and Sasuke feels arousal run through him like water, taking him beneath its flow.]
I want to do that another time. [A breathless statement, given as he feels himself settle, the crown of Cy's dick dragging a wet smear of lubricant in the cleft of his sore ass. Then the tight squeeze as the head breaches his hole just barely. He circles his hips, enjoying the burn of first penetration without shifting any deeper.] I want to do so much with you. I didn't know that it could be possible â to want the future so badly. I want to do this a hundred times. A thousand. Forever.
[With Cy's hand on the collar, with that warm endearment stuffing his head like cotton, Sasuke does as he's told. A slow, deliberate push takes Cy's cock to the root, chasing shocks of pleasure up his spine â his head rolls on shoulders but cannot lean for being held in place by the ownership of that band around his throat. His mouth falls slack around a reverberation of sound, low and quiet but full, aching at the throb at having Cy's dick buried so deep inside of him.]
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Date: 2024-03-24 01:01 am (UTC)Magnified, of course, by how casually Cy tugs him by the collar around his throat. The kiss seals that intention between them, and Sasuke feels arousal run through him like water, taking him beneath its flow.]
I want to do that another time. [A breathless statement, given as he feels himself settle, the crown of Cy's dick dragging a wet smear of lubricant in the cleft of his sore ass. Then the tight squeeze as the head breaches his hole just barely. He circles his hips, enjoying the burn of first penetration without shifting any deeper.] I want to do so much with you. I didn't know that it could be possible â to want the future so badly. I want to do this a hundred times. A thousand. Forever.
[With Cy's hand on the collar, with that warm endearment stuffing his head like cotton, Sasuke does as he's told. A slow, deliberate push takes Cy's cock to the root, chasing shocks of pleasure up his spine â his head rolls on shoulders but cannot lean for being held in place by the ownership of that band around his throat. His mouth falls slack around a reverberation of sound, low and quiet but full, aching at the throb at having Cy's dick buried so deep inside of him.]