[Bren had thoroughly lost himself in the surprising bliss of sucking Essek's cock, as if some innate desire and need he had been unaware of save for the echoing ache of it all these years was finally being sated. He drew back only enough to take a breath before engulfing him again, the noises wet and choking, utterly obscene before he relaxed back and let Essek roll those hips and fuck his mouth. Bren moaned again, muffled as it was.
His eyes fluttered and he groaned in the affirmative. Oh yes, he wanted that. He wanted Essek to spill his seed inside him, to taste him, to swallow him down and milk him until he was dry.
The attention to his own cock had him squirming, clenching feeling low in his stomach, as if he was waiting for something he knew was coming. He had no real way of knowing, save for the echo of it through his soul. And maybe it did remember, but Bren couldn't voice that, couldn't put it into any coherent thought. All he could do was whimper around Essek's cock, lips still stretched to wrap around him.
He just knew that he needed to come, he needed Essek to make him come.]
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Date: 2023-04-15 06:45 am (UTC)His eyes fluttered and he groaned in the affirmative. Oh yes, he wanted that. He wanted Essek to spill his seed inside him, to taste him, to swallow him down and milk him until he was dry.
The attention to his own cock had him squirming, clenching feeling low in his stomach, as if he was waiting for something he knew was coming. He had no real way of knowing, save for the echo of it through his soul. And maybe it did remember, but Bren couldn't voice that, couldn't put it into any coherent thought. All he could do was whimper around Essek's cock, lips still stretched to wrap around him.
He just knew that he needed to come, he needed Essek to make him come.]