[ The redhead arches into him with a whimper, eyes slamming shut at that friction - not exactly what he wanted but his body feels touch-starved, desperate for the attention - any attention right now. His cock jolts against that teasing touch, body shuddering as the sensations wash through him. All of it emphasized by the effects of whatever he’d been given earlier. Those effects fully kicking in now.
He begs. He’s not even aware of half the words that slip from his lips - they might not even be all that coherent, broken and disjointed as his thoughts are, but he cries out, whimpers and pleas slipping free with abandon as he tries to chase those touches, the mouth on his flesh. Multiple little points of contact that send his overheated and oversensitive body higher and higher into desperate need. ]
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He begs. He’s not even aware of half the words that slip from his lips - they might not even be all that coherent, broken and disjointed as his thoughts are, but he cries out, whimpers and pleas slipping free with abandon as he tries to chase those touches, the mouth on his flesh. Multiple little points of contact that send his overheated and oversensitive body higher and higher into desperate need. ]