[ He murmurs the words low and throaty, almost around a chuckle. He suspects the other man might actually be older than he is, but that doesn't change the fact that the words come more with the roles they're currently playing with rather than age.
He doesn't stop, either, rocking his hips once more, picking up his pace now as he takes in that expression on Wriothesley's face, the look in his eyes. Knowing what that means for the other man. Not wanting to bring him out of the state he's slipping into, he focuses on chasing his own pleasure along with him. Using his mouth as he holds him positioned right where he wants him. ]
Look at you. [ His voice has that same low, throaty croon, just slightly strained with breathlessness as he fucks the man's mouth. ] Taking all of me, every last inch. And you're loving it, aren't you? How hard are you right now? Could you come from just this, I wonder? The feeling of being used, taking what I give you, and still begging me for more with that clever tongue of yours. When I spill myself down your throat, you're going to swallow every drop for me, aren't you?
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[ He murmurs the words low and throaty, almost around a chuckle. He suspects the other man might actually be older than he is, but that doesn't change the fact that the words come more with the roles they're currently playing with rather than age.
He doesn't stop, either, rocking his hips once more, picking up his pace now as he takes in that expression on Wriothesley's face, the look in his eyes. Knowing what that means for the other man. Not wanting to bring him out of the state he's slipping into, he focuses on chasing his own pleasure along with him. Using his mouth as he holds him positioned right where he wants him. ]
Look at you. [ His voice has that same low, throaty croon, just slightly strained with breathlessness as he fucks the man's mouth. ] Taking all of me, every last inch. And you're loving it, aren't you? How hard are you right now? Could you come from just this, I wonder? The feeling of being used, taking what I give you, and still begging me for more with that clever tongue of yours. When I spill myself down your throat, you're going to swallow every drop for me, aren't you?