īŧ that's punctuated by another crack of the rod, this one drawing a line of blood across delicate, bruised flesh split from the blow. he sets the birch aside, and wipes the blood into a smear. not a stopping point to the scene, but to that particular activity — he knows what sasuke can take, but he also knows his own limits and for now at least, that line is drawn. with his hand newly free, he jostles sasuke's ass higher with a lift of his left knee and spits against the crack of his ass, letting it drip downwards to his hole. there's a lave of his tongue against his own fingers, and then he pushes three of them into sasuke's body with careless force.
he strokes sasuke down to the encircling band of the cock ring, and then back to the head in a torturously tight squeeze as he fucks his fingers into him, as merciless now as he was with the crop, knowing that taking three fingers is sometimes still a challenge for sasuke well-lubed and plenty prepped. tense from the pain of impact play and the show of resistance he's putting up? the snarl of pleasure and pain will be intense within him. īŧ
Go on, then. Fight me. See how much what you'll let me do matters to me. I can take whatever I want from you, Uchiha. Your men, your body, your pride, every ounce of agency you've ever had. You'll be nothing but an empty womb to fill — pretty breasts and a swollen belly. You will never see the sky again, feel the breeze on your skin. You're mine.
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Date: 2024-07-07 06:25 pm (UTC)īŧ that's punctuated by another crack of the rod, this one drawing a line of blood across delicate, bruised flesh split from the blow. he sets the birch aside, and wipes the blood into a smear. not a stopping point to the scene, but to that particular activity — he knows what sasuke can take, but he also knows his own limits and for now at least, that line is drawn. with his hand newly free, he jostles sasuke's ass higher with a lift of his left knee and spits against the crack of his ass, letting it drip downwards to his hole. there's a lave of his tongue against his own fingers, and then he pushes three of them into sasuke's body with careless force.
he strokes sasuke down to the encircling band of the cock ring, and then back to the head in a torturously tight squeeze as he fucks his fingers into him, as merciless now as he was with the crop, knowing that taking three fingers is sometimes still a challenge for sasuke well-lubed and plenty prepped. tense from the pain of impact play and the show of resistance he's putting up? the snarl of pleasure and pain will be intense within him. īŧ
Go on, then. Fight me. See how much what you'll let me do matters to me. I can take whatever I want from you, Uchiha. Your men, your body, your pride, every ounce of agency you've ever had. You'll be nothing but an empty womb to fill — pretty breasts and a swollen belly. You will never see the sky again, feel the breeze on your skin. You're mine.