[Don't turn the clone technique into a challenge.]
Would you really enjoy something like that? [He worries at his lower lip, briefly.] Never mind. Don't answer.
[Extracting his right hand from Cy's own, he places it palm-down onto the man's chest for leverage in his upright position, turning his chin to gently nudge at Cy's temple in an affectionate gesture. Then he drags in a ragged breath, because — he feels the effects of the suit running through him, mingled with the natural desire still present, always present with this man. It should be tempered, a low-burning flame after more than one orgasm, but instead it hits him in a harsh wave, newly changed in this body.]
Cy. [Sasuke grinds down, feeling where the man's cock remains slickly buried in his ass, softened and spent.] Something is different.
[His hand hooks itself onto Cy's shoulder and he draws himself in close as if for an embrace, pressing the swell of breasts to the hard plane of Cy's front.]
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Would you really enjoy something like that? [He worries at his lower lip, briefly.] Never mind. Don't answer.
[Extracting his right hand from Cy's own, he places it palm-down onto the man's chest for leverage in his upright position, turning his chin to gently nudge at Cy's temple in an affectionate gesture. Then he drags in a ragged breath, because — he feels the effects of the suit running through him, mingled with the natural desire still present, always present with this man. It should be tempered, a low-burning flame after more than one orgasm, but instead it hits him in a harsh wave, newly changed in this body.]
Cy. [Sasuke grinds down, feeling where the man's cock remains slickly buried in his ass, softened and spent.] Something is different.
[His hand hooks itself onto Cy's shoulder and he draws himself in close as if for an embrace, pressing the swell of breasts to the hard plane of Cy's front.]
My chest feels... sore.