[ The feeling of teeth on his skin is blinding and for a moment, he understands why it is that Wriothesley wanted him to use his own last time, even if the result was so much more intense than even he thought was possible. If he thinks to be coy, it's a thought quickly overridden — ]
Caught me, huh... [ A sharp inhale, sparkling in his chest. ] I do like it.
[ Breathy and a little more unadorned thanks to the thick plunge of fingers against his hole, the resistance easing with every slick thrust. Casting a glance aside, he blinks some haze away, skin flicking and flushing hot with every pinch of teeth. He's pale, the creamy texture of his thighs marking easily. They'll bruise, deep and shadowy come morning, leaving evidence of his time spent between his legs. ]
It's something to remember you by when you're not close.
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Caught me, huh... [ A sharp inhale, sparkling in his chest. ] I do like it.
[ Breathy and a little more unadorned thanks to the thick plunge of fingers against his hole, the resistance easing with every slick thrust. Casting a glance aside, he blinks some haze away, skin flicking and flushing hot with every pinch of teeth. He's pale, the creamy texture of his thighs marking easily. They'll bruise, deep and shadowy come morning, leaving evidence of his time spent between his legs. ]
It's something to remember you by when you're not close.