[ He's moaning and shuddering, skin flushed with arousal and damp with sweat. Basch has him pinned beneath his weight, held in place and impaled on his cock and he can only whimper in breathless need as warm breath teases against his skin. Those words just as teasing as the touches the man keeps gifting him with - yet withholding at the same time.
It's not enough and he feels like he's going mad with it.
Even as he feels more full than he ever has before. Body clenching and trembling with the feel of it. Basch is pressed so deep, filling him up, and he wants to move, wants to fuck himself on the other man's cock. Wants to feel every inch currently stretching him open in a way that has him burning even hotter. ]
Please, please, I'll be good, I promise.
[ he'd promise Basch anything he wanted right now to get what he wanted. ]
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Date: 2024-08-04 04:51 am (UTC)It's not enough and he feels like he's going mad with it.
Even as he feels more full than he ever has before. Body clenching and trembling with the feel of it. Basch is pressed so deep, filling him up, and he wants to move, wants to fuck himself on the other man's cock. Wants to feel every inch currently stretching him open in a way that has him burning even hotter. ]
Please, please, I'll be good, I promise.
[ he'd promise Basch anything he wanted right now to get what he wanted. ]