[He is glad for the order, glad to work for it — tongue cleaning the drool from his lips as his head turns to nuzzle that hand. He almost wants to ask for the fingers back in his mouth so he can take them deeper and feel the dual sensations of being fucked at the same time, but then he wouldn't be able to speak, wouldn't be able to kiss in turn. There are so many sensations he wants that Cy has shown him, taught him to enjoy, and he feels greedy with desire now. Heady to know that he might have this forever, if Cy really will marry him.]
Yes, sir.
[The words are all ragged breath as he steadies himself and begins a relentless rhythm, rocking in Cy's lap, riding the man's cock even against that burn of penetration from limited lubricant — the harsh drag feels so good. It satisfies an untempered ache in him. Sweat prickles on his skin for the effort, face flushed, right hand hooked into the d-ring of the collar for stability.]
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Date: 2024-08-08 05:59 pm (UTC)Yes, sir.
[The words are all ragged breath as he steadies himself and begins a relentless rhythm, rocking in Cy's lap, riding the man's cock even against that burn of penetration from limited lubricant — the harsh drag feels so good. It satisfies an untempered ache in him. Sweat prickles on his skin for the effort, face flushed, right hand hooked into the d-ring of the collar for stability.]
Please — please come inside of me. Fill me up.