[ That was exactly what Essek wanted to hear. As long as the plea was sincere, he would lap it up as if it was the finest of chilled soup on a hot summer's day, his finger delving in and finally with such a entreaty, Essek could not help but give him another finger and so it slipped inside all slick with oils and then deeper and deeper while he used the two fingers to scissor.
Meanwhile the lobe of Bren's ear was nibbled and bitten, while that nipple was squeezed and pinched to a level of rosiness that was erring toward a bit of light pain play, as if the clone was assisting Essek in bringing his mate to that fine edged point between pleasure and pain, but not quite making Bren commit to one or the other.
A third finger then, using that touch as a decoy-- slipping a third finger inside to join the other two and then he was stretching that clenched hole patiently and coupled with soothing words. ] You are such a good boy, see how you melt like butter for me-- so eager to be filled to the brink, like the whore for me that you are.
[ And yet in those words, there was no shame-- only approval; the degradation kink wrapped up in the tone of praise just for the werewolf to chew on. ]
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Meanwhile the lobe of Bren's ear was nibbled and bitten, while that nipple was squeezed and pinched to a level of rosiness that was erring toward a bit of light pain play, as if the clone was assisting Essek in bringing his mate to that fine edged point between pleasure and pain, but not quite making Bren commit to one or the other.
A third finger then, using that touch as a decoy-- slipping a third finger inside to join the other two and then he was stretching that clenched hole patiently and coupled with soothing words. ] You are such a good boy, see how you melt like butter for me-- so eager to be filled to the brink, like the whore for me that you are.
[ And yet in those words, there was no shame-- only approval; the degradation kink wrapped up in the tone of praise just for the werewolf to chew on. ]