īŧ there's a coaxing pet to sasuke's thighs, and after a moment's reluctant resistance the boy does as he's asked. his thighs are marked and bruised, presses from his fingers or from ropework or from the cane — and cy kisses at the ones within easy reach as he works upwards towards the boy's pelvis. once he's there: īŧ
Put your hand in my hair. You can pull if it hurts.
īŧ he nuzzles against the soft skin of sasuke's inner thigh, stubble scraping against him, and then — gently, deftly — he undoes this piercing as well, pulling the thin metal from beneath the nerve as easy as breathing. īŧ
I almost tapped out of the scene just looking at your pretty cunt, the way you looked wearing my piercings. I wanted to put my mouth on you so badly.
īŧ a soft kiss is pressed against the sparse triangle of hair, dampened with arousal and with faint droplets of water that ricochet from cy's broad shoulders. he pets his thumbs along the folds of sasuke's pussy, pausing to push a tacky line of come into his cunt, as if one element of the scene, at least, has carried over here. another kiss is pressed against the trapped fold of his labia, first the left and then the right. given that they haven't done much with him in this female form, it's the first time he's really been afforded the luxury of taking something slow. īŧ
May I? Not to get you off, īŧ he knows sasuke would try for him, but it's not necessary for him to enjoy the act, which he elaborates on: īŧ just to taste you. Just to touch you.
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Date: 2024-07-17 08:46 pm (UTC)īŧ there's a coaxing pet to sasuke's thighs, and after a moment's reluctant resistance the boy does as he's asked. his thighs are marked and bruised, presses from his fingers or from ropework or from the cane — and cy kisses at the ones within easy reach as he works upwards towards the boy's pelvis. once he's there: īŧ
Put your hand in my hair. You can pull if it hurts.
īŧ he nuzzles against the soft skin of sasuke's inner thigh, stubble scraping against him, and then — gently, deftly — he undoes this piercing as well, pulling the thin metal from beneath the nerve as easy as breathing. īŧ
I almost tapped out of the scene just looking at your pretty cunt, the way you looked wearing my piercings. I wanted to put my mouth on you so badly.
īŧ a soft kiss is pressed against the sparse triangle of hair, dampened with arousal and with faint droplets of water that ricochet from cy's broad shoulders. he pets his thumbs along the folds of sasuke's pussy, pausing to push a tacky line of come into his cunt, as if one element of the scene, at least, has carried over here. another kiss is pressed against the trapped fold of his labia, first the left and then the right. given that they haven't done much with him in this female form, it's the first time he's really been afforded the luxury of taking something slow. īŧ
May I? Not to get you off, īŧ he knows sasuke would try for him, but it's not necessary for him to enjoy the act, which he elaborates on: īŧ just to taste you. Just to touch you.