[The pace is both merciful and cruel — it doesn't drive him to that quick and almost brutal release of orgasm Cy is certainly skilled enough to take him to in an instant, but neither does it seem to relent in its teasing, its thorough exploration more for intimacy than any delivery of gratification. The slick, hot interior of Cy's mouth swallows him down with no denial, and Sasuke cries out quietly as his head rolls back on the sheets, thoughts so scattered that for a moment he doesn't even realize he's been asked a question.]
Ah... Yes. [It takes him a minute to even recall the experience across the span of — everything else they did.] It felt like another way for you to control me.
[He wants Cy's mouth to return to his cock as soon as it's gone, bereft, wet skin cooling in the room, needy and hard and leaking a few pearly drops of precome at the slit in the absence of attention.]
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Ah... Yes. [It takes him a minute to even recall the experience across the span of — everything else they did.] It felt like another way for you to control me.
[He wants Cy's mouth to return to his cock as soon as it's gone, bereft, wet skin cooling in the room, needy and hard and leaking a few pearly drops of precome at the slit in the absence of attention.]