zauberdecke: <user name=IoanaMuresanArt site=twitter> (Essek ♠ I'm heading straight for the)
Essek Thelyss ([personal profile] zauberdecke) wrote in [community profile] formmusebox 2023-04-15 01:27 pm (UTC)

[ He had reduced Bren to this needy desire, he recognized it; but also he remembered how good it felt to do so-- this being his own personal workroom, himself and Caleb had spent hours upon hours on this couch, doing the same things. Those moments where Caleb interrupted him while he was working, but it had never truly been interrupting, or those times when he'd taken Caleb's measurements for new clothing, even though he had already measured him.. they both knew that.

And then this de-evolution onto the chaise lounge where Caleb hungrily became his. How he awakened his lover in such impossible ways, the way the shaft slid against his tongue, the trails he left and the panting as he filled Caleb's own mouth. Now Bren was reacting in those same ways, needy-- Essek felt hips roll against his sucking mouth-- the flat of his tongue against the little jumping point between cock base and balls.

He felt lips against his pubic bone, nose against his balls-- and that whimpering greedy sound swirling in the hot soak of Bren's mouth as he fucked in deeper, using his precious mate as a hole.

His mouth opened then, his teeth pressing against flesh, he moaned as he pressed against saliva-slicked flesh and then he bit down, into skin as his fingers moved to caress balls, and then he squeezed them lightly, with his other hand around base of cock-- teeth broke skin, went deeper until finally he was giving fast and hot sucks while the symphony of blood and come flowed fastly past his lips, white hot bliss breaking his own self-control, squeezing those balls and he would drain them. ]

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