[There was very little control he had over what would eventually come to be. His fate had been decided and he had merely grown up doing as expected. The only control he had was himself. His behavior and how to hone his body. Turns out, having so little control and finding solace in that, it makes it incredibly hard to give it up.
Especially to someone he knows very little about other than vague stories.
But the pleasure is good. It has him shivering and writhing under the wet warmth of that long tongue. Wriothesley can't help the quiet sounds that escape his throat as Dan Feng gives attention to places where he had only touched during bathing.] H-Hah! Sorry, I-
no subject
Especially to someone he knows very little about other than vague stories.
But the pleasure is good. It has him shivering and writhing under the wet warmth of that long tongue. Wriothesley can't help the quiet sounds that escape his throat as Dan Feng gives attention to places where he had only touched during bathing.] H-Hah! Sorry, I-
[He keens a little.] I'm trying.