[He can feel Cy behind him, but he can't turn around and look, so he follows the man's movements by the path of that hand on his body, by the rustle of clothing and careful footsteps. Then Cy is right there in front of him, looming above — he tries to tilt his head to look at him, wet eyes slightly bloodshot, lips stretched over the hidden gleam of white teeth.
When the dildo slides out of his throat, he chokes on its absence and coughs hard, accidentally sucking down some of the drool gathered in his mouth on an abrupt inhale. He can feel where his body has begun to ache from its rigid positioning — his jaw is no different, relief when he closes his mouth only emphasizing the strain from the gag and toy.]
I— [His voice is rough, swallowing again to manage the words.] I don't have a choice, do I? You're going to hurt me either way, no matter what you think I deserve.
[There's a burn of challenge in his dark, mismatched eyes, but it's impossible to completely master the desire in himself — a little slip of his role, shining in his hungry expression.]
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Date: 2024-09-06 01:08 am (UTC)When the dildo slides out of his throat, he chokes on its absence and coughs hard, accidentally sucking down some of the drool gathered in his mouth on an abrupt inhale. He can feel where his body has begun to ache from its rigid positioning — his jaw is no different, relief when he closes his mouth only emphasizing the strain from the gag and toy.]
I— [His voice is rough, swallowing again to manage the words.] I don't have a choice, do I? You're going to hurt me either way, no matter what you think I deserve.
[There's a burn of challenge in his dark, mismatched eyes, but it's impossible to completely master the desire in himself — a little slip of his role, shining in his hungry expression.]
You know I'm going to obey.