[A low hum, because he does remember when that kink was first introduced to him as a concept, and how unfathomable it seemed at the time. Yet with Cy, anything becomes possible. Even more given the clarity Cy provides.
He sits better upright, reaching for the man's hand again and leading it up to his chest, molding that warm palm underneath the shape of one of his breasts. He closes their fingers, indenting soft flesh — and squirms a little for the answering sensation, sore and aching. Another droplet shines, beading at one red nipple.]
I wouldn't be surprised if you had managed to knock me up by now.
[Ah. It's a dangerous idea, potent as aphrodisiac in his blood. He shouldn't feel so hopeful — this isn't the place for it, he knows. But that is why they have this instead. The love and the trust and the indulgence of fantasy.]
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[A low hum, because he does remember when that kink was first introduced to him as a concept, and how unfathomable it seemed at the time. Yet with Cy, anything becomes possible. Even more given the clarity Cy provides.
He sits better upright, reaching for the man's hand again and leading it up to his chest, molding that warm palm underneath the shape of one of his breasts. He closes their fingers, indenting soft flesh — and squirms a little for the answering sensation, sore and aching. Another droplet shines, beading at one red nipple.]
I wouldn't be surprised if you had managed to knock me up by now.
[Ah. It's a dangerous idea, potent as aphrodisiac in his blood. He shouldn't feel so hopeful — this isn't the place for it, he knows. But that is why they have this instead. The love and the trust and the indulgence of fantasy.]