[The command and authority in Cy's words are an aphrodisiac — he nods, hazy and wet-eyed with arousal, obedience so easy to slip into that once it might have frightened him but now he surrenders easily, unquestioningly. This is where he wants to be.
After another gasp of precious air, Sasuke slips his mouth over the tip and slides back down, needing no hand on his head to stay the course or hold him in place. He'd keep himself here, breathless and choking on Cy's cock, until consciousness spiraled out beneath his feet — as evidenced by the way his right hand squirms, digging nails down into the seat's upholstery for the reflexive resistance of his body that he wars against. He has enough discipline to make it happen. He will stay here, stars on the backs of eyelids, until he feels that telling twitch of Cy's dick against his tongue and the flood of come fills his mouth, and he'll swallow it down like a man made desperate by thirst.]
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After another gasp of precious air, Sasuke slips his mouth over the tip and slides back down, needing no hand on his head to stay the course or hold him in place. He'd keep himself here, breathless and choking on Cy's cock, until consciousness spiraled out beneath his feet — as evidenced by the way his right hand squirms, digging nails down into the seat's upholstery for the reflexive resistance of his body that he wars against. He has enough discipline to make it happen. He will stay here, stars on the backs of eyelids, until he feels that telling twitch of Cy's dick against his tongue and the flood of come fills his mouth, and he'll swallow it down like a man made desperate by thirst.]