[Ain swears to God that the last time they did this, he wasn't so swift to come undone. Granted... Wolfwood was taking his sweet-ass time then, and the experience was new and he was totally sober then. Some part of Ain wonders if he's ever going to lighten up when sober so they can do things, but.
Alas.
Can't focus on it now, though. Not when Wolfwood has Ain halfway in his mouth and Ain is trying not to pop Wolfwood's head like a grape. He pulses dangerously against the man's tongue, a moan caught on his lips when he tries to speak. One deep breath later, and Ain manages some form of English language here—]
Good boy... you're gonna make me cum like this, h-haha...
[But, you know, words are not enough. Words are not going to seal in how good Wolfwood is doing, and Ain is, as previously established, a big fan of positive reinforcement. With the riding crop in one of his hands, he lashes it across Wolfwood's side, reaching back to do so without compromising their current position. It's light, but it'll sting and leave a red mark for the next few hours.]
You'd look... s-so pretty with it all over your face...
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Alas.
Can't focus on it now, though. Not when Wolfwood has Ain halfway in his mouth and Ain is trying not to pop Wolfwood's head like a grape. He pulses dangerously against the man's tongue, a moan caught on his lips when he tries to speak. One deep breath later, and Ain manages some form of English language here—]
Good boy... you're gonna make me cum like this, h-haha...
[But, you know, words are not enough. Words are not going to seal in how good Wolfwood is doing, and Ain is, as previously established, a big fan of positive reinforcement. With the riding crop in one of his hands, he lashes it across Wolfwood's side, reaching back to do so without compromising their current position. It's light, but it'll sting and leave a red mark for the next few hours.]
You'd look... s-so pretty with it all over your face...