[ He's done so well to hold on for as long as he did and to be frank, Kleken had expected the man to pass out a while ago. At the very least, when he'd finally started taking the man himself. ]
[ He keeps up that demanding pace, working Wriothesley to his very breaking point without rest or break. Or a final release, not until he's done as well, pouring low moans and bites over the other's chest, leaving more than a few marks from both teeth and tentacle suckers. Each time he can feel the man start to lose consciousness, he coaxes him back with gentle touches of a tentacle, over and over again, all the way until Kleken can feel the edges of his own orgasm finally come for him. ]
[ Then, finally, pressing his hips deep with a grind that makes him shiver as well, he groans out his own release and a last softly heated murmur. ]
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[ He keeps up that demanding pace, working Wriothesley to his very breaking point without rest or break. Or a final release, not until he's done as well, pouring low moans and bites over the other's chest, leaving more than a few marks from both teeth and tentacle suckers. Each time he can feel the man start to lose consciousness, he coaxes him back with gentle touches of a tentacle, over and over again, all the way until Kleken can feel the edges of his own orgasm finally come for him. ]
[ Then, finally, pressing his hips deep with a grind that makes him shiver as well, he groans out his own release and a last softly heated murmur. ]
Come for me one last time, like a good boy.