īŧ another soft kiss, the hand easing back from sasuke's cock to stroke down one leg and close around his ankle as he noses at his balls, paying them gentle attention here perhaps in anticipation of what they've agreed to later. īŧ
It would've been impossible to hide who you were. īŧ the sharingan made the uchiha infamous, but as one of only two living bearers, it would have been worse. itachi's death would have only intensified it. īŧ But you've got a natural talent for the acting part. I'd enjoy that — you resisting.
īŧ his attention shifts back to the head of sasuke's cock, and he laps at it, catlike. īŧ
I think I said something like this before, back during the cat ear debacle, but I wanna say it again while we're both clearheaded. īŧ he sits back on his haunches, looking up at sasuke more seriously, one hand still circling his ankle, the other petting in little strokes against his belly. then — īŧ I love doing this stuff with you. The BDSM, the roleplay, all the rest. But it's not something I need from you. I'd be happy making love to you for the rest of your life, just getting lost in your eyes. If the rougher stuff ever becomes something you lose the taste for, you won't lose me to say it. It doesn't even need to be sex. Just being with you would be enough for me, beyond time.
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Date: 2024-06-23 06:31 pm (UTC)It would've been impossible to hide who you were. īŧ the sharingan made the uchiha infamous, but as one of only two living bearers, it would have been worse. itachi's death would have only intensified it. īŧ But you've got a natural talent for the acting part. I'd enjoy that — you resisting.
īŧ his attention shifts back to the head of sasuke's cock, and he laps at it, catlike. īŧ
I think I said something like this before, back during the cat ear debacle, but I wanna say it again while we're both clearheaded. īŧ he sits back on his haunches, looking up at sasuke more seriously, one hand still circling his ankle, the other petting in little strokes against his belly. then — īŧ I love doing this stuff with you. The BDSM, the roleplay, all the rest. But it's not something I need from you. I'd be happy making love to you for the rest of your life, just getting lost in your eyes. If the rougher stuff ever becomes something you lose the taste for, you won't lose me to say it. It doesn't even need to be sex. Just being with you would be enough for me, beyond time.