[ there’s nothing left in his mind that’s decent or human, not with the way koby’s fingers circle him, drive the aching tip of his cock against his swollen clit. his own hips jerk, rutting hard against that precious pearl between koby’s dewy lips, letting the drag of slick and hard flesh make him moan raggedly against koby’s shoulder blade where he sucks a hard, red mark - letting the little imprints of teeth bloom red beneath his mouth. let him feel it tomorrow, let him earn the soreness that comes with all those teasing commands.
he huffs, wanton and amused, curls already sticking damp to his forehead. ]
Good, good. You asked so nicely.
[ one hand slides between koby and the bedsheets, sliding down to the pretty vee of his front and letting his fingers dip into his weeping folds, forefinger and middle finger gently bracketing the sensitive little nub they’d been working at but seconds ago. the other aligns his cock after smearing it once again through the mess between koby’s thighs and with little preamble ruts his hips forward in a sharp, hard snap. there’s no gentleness here now, just the grunt turned moan of a man tortured by the searing tight velvet wrapped around his cock.
his pace doesn’t stall, doesn’t ramp up - instead he begins to fuck hard into koby, wet skin slapping, the fingers gently framing his swollen clit only applying pressure with each thrust. His free hand slides up, catches in the soft hair at koby’s nape and pulls, sharp and hard to keep him looking at him over his shoulder. ]
Your cunt is immaculate - fuck. Like a voyage - want to see how deep we can get. How full you can be before you will - ah, Koby, shit -
[ a hum as he shifts his hips, gaining more leverage to fuck into him, going as deep and hard with each thrust as he can. ]
- before you cannot take me. Watch my… my seed pouring out of you and let you say I’m not here next time. M-make you walk the manor with me leaking from your thighs.
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he huffs, wanton and amused, curls already sticking damp to his forehead. ]
Good, good. You asked so nicely.
[ one hand slides between koby and the bedsheets, sliding down to the pretty vee of his front and letting his fingers dip into his weeping folds, forefinger and middle finger gently bracketing the sensitive little nub they’d been working at but seconds ago. the other aligns his cock after smearing it once again through the mess between koby’s thighs and with little preamble ruts his hips forward in a sharp, hard snap. there’s no gentleness here now, just the grunt turned moan of a man tortured by the searing tight velvet wrapped around his cock.
his pace doesn’t stall, doesn’t ramp up - instead he begins to fuck hard into koby, wet skin slapping, the fingers gently framing his swollen clit only applying pressure with each thrust. His free hand slides up, catches in the soft hair at koby’s nape and pulls, sharp and hard to keep him looking at him over his shoulder. ]
Your cunt is immaculate - fuck. Like a voyage - want to see how deep we can get. How full you can be before you will - ah, Koby, shit -
[ a hum as he shifts his hips, gaining more leverage to fuck into him, going as deep and hard with each thrust as he can. ]
- before you cannot take me. Watch my… my seed pouring out of you and let you say I’m not here next time. M-make you walk the manor with me leaking from your thighs.