[Wolfwood's reward for his not at all gay curiosity is the loudest, most debauched sound tearing through Ain's throat. It nearly throws him off balance, because somehow he was hardly expecting Wolfwood to listen (wonder what gave him that idea)— he has to grip the sheets on either side of him real tight, legs spread wide and cock twitching.
Wolfwood gets a full view of all of that, especially the way Ain throws his head back and rides his fingers. We're gonna make a gay boy outta you yet.]
Good boy, [he purrs,] you learn fast. Nnh— I'll give you your reward now, how about?
[Otherwise Wolfwood's fingers are gonna make him cum and that's not how he wants the man's very first experience to go, he's not gonna make Wolfwood wait five to ten more minutes to get ridden stupid. Which is to say, Ain delicately puts his hand on Wolfwood's forearm to tell him to stop, he's good, he's ready to split himself open on that dick. He reaches for the oil next, spilling some over into his palm before re-corking the bottle and coating his partner's cock with it.
After Wolfwood has officially pulled his fingers out and is left to contemplate his life, Ain will easily and effortlessly sink down onto his cock. He's done this a million times before. Wolfwood is much bigger than Ain gets more often than not, but he hardly takes it slow despite that. Tip to base, the whole thing, and then Ain is sitting on Wolfwood's hips with a flushed grin.
God. He loves men. Where is his riding crop (it's slightly behind him and he's stretching to reach it) he's going to make Wolfwood's brain deactivate.]
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Date: 2024-05-05 06:48 pm (UTC)Wolfwood gets a full view of all of that, especially the way Ain throws his head back and rides his fingers. We're gonna make a gay boy outta you yet.]
Good boy, [he purrs,] you learn fast. Nnh— I'll give you your reward now, how about?
[Otherwise Wolfwood's fingers are gonna make him cum and that's not how he wants the man's very first experience to go, he's not gonna make Wolfwood wait five to ten more minutes to get ridden stupid. Which is to say, Ain delicately puts his hand on Wolfwood's forearm to tell him to stop, he's good, he's ready to split himself open on that dick. He reaches for the oil next, spilling some over into his palm before re-corking the bottle and coating his partner's cock with it.
After Wolfwood has officially pulled his fingers out and is left to contemplate his life, Ain will easily and effortlessly sink down onto his cock. He's done this a million times before. Wolfwood is much bigger than Ain gets more often than not, but he hardly takes it slow despite that. Tip to base, the whole thing, and then Ain is sitting on Wolfwood's hips with a flushed grin.
God. He loves men. Where is his riding crop (it's slightly behind him and he's stretching to reach it) he's going to make Wolfwood's brain deactivate.]