īŧ that orgasm shivers out of him, and cy just lets him ride it out, petting and stroking him with amusement — simulated — and approval — genuine. he will never stop loving how pleasure looks on sasuke, how it pours tension and then relief into every muscle, the sounds he makes, the way he thrashes in resistance against it. the blood from his bitten lip red as the glittering gemstones of the chain. outside the scene for just a moment, he kisses sasuke's knee — and then it's right back into the acting.
the chain lays against sasuke's skin, gleaming as cy plucks it like a harp string, and then follows it between his thighs to his breasts. the chain is pulled taut, lifting them up by the piercings — and then he lets it drop back down. there's a shift as he crawls between sasuke's legs, one arm braced beside his head, and leans down intimately into his space, forcing a kiss that tastes of blood, rubbing against his cheek like a cat until he can whisper in his ear: īŧ
No.
īŧ his hand slips between them, trailing down against that chain like an anchor, tugging at his clit with only a little cruel insistence first — and when he gets to the boy's cunt he parts the labia with a push of his fingers until he gets to his hole, fingers slipping in easy for how wet he is. he can feel the press of the dildo that's up his ass, and pushes down against it with a thoughtful little sound. īŧ
No, the only thing for you to do from here is take what I give you. Every minute, every hour of the day — until I'm finished with you. You can fight all you want — but you should know it accomplishes nothing but getting me hard.
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Date: 2024-07-08 06:37 pm (UTC)the chain lays against sasuke's skin, gleaming as cy plucks it like a harp string, and then follows it between his thighs to his breasts. the chain is pulled taut, lifting them up by the piercings — and then he lets it drop back down. there's a shift as he crawls between sasuke's legs, one arm braced beside his head, and leans down intimately into his space, forcing a kiss that tastes of blood, rubbing against his cheek like a cat until he can whisper in his ear: īŧ
No.
īŧ his hand slips between them, trailing down against that chain like an anchor, tugging at his clit with only a little cruel insistence first — and when he gets to the boy's cunt he parts the labia with a push of his fingers until he gets to his hole, fingers slipping in easy for how wet he is. he can feel the press of the dildo that's up his ass, and pushes down against it with a thoughtful little sound. īŧ
No, the only thing for you to do from here is take what I give you. Every minute, every hour of the day — until I'm finished with you. You can fight all you want — but you should know it accomplishes nothing but getting me hard.