The "g-spot" is a funny word that I don't really know why they named it that, but it's a bunch of nerves that feel really really good when you touch them. I guess you'll see when I touch it in you? Anyway— [kicky feets,] the one for men is in the ass, so it's a little different than if you're with a lady friend.
...
Who taught you to have sex with people, because I need to undo it. Unlearn everything you've done in the last since you became sexually active unless it's with me.
[Yeah you see that's the whole issue. Nobody...ever really taught him. He taught himself. He is self taught. And if he only ever has had lukewarm sex with women who weren't really into it?
Yeah. There's no wonder he's stupid about everything.]
...the fuck do men need that for...
[He mutters, a question more to himself than anything really, like he's just completely baffled by it.
For pleasure, babe. It's all for feeling good and having fun~.
[The male G-spot is in the ass because men need to feel good too and that's the only available hole in a cis male, okay? Okay.]
You watched me lose my mind over how you felt while you were in me, and that's why. Among other things. I have a size kink thing, but that's not the point.
Yeah. I mean, someone without experience or someone who doesn't like being stretched open won't, but I do. The more of a stretch, the better it feels to me. [Trailing his fingers across Wolfwood's chest...] You're all big and muscular too, which I also like a lot.
[Ain's back is all soft and supple for Wolfwood's enjoyment. He wiggles a touch at the contact. It tickles as much as it feels lovely.]
I can show you so many things that'll make you think I'm heaven-sent, baby.
[Kisses Wolfwood's cheek.]
But tonight's about me showing you what it feels like to be fucked into a smear, so! [Oh my GOD Ain] You let me know when you're feeling good to continue, okay~?
[Wow! Way to render your man completely speechless there, Ain.
Wolfwood shakes his head a little, and- for a moment- he just rests his forehead against Ain's shoulder. He doesn't want to stay like this for too long, because he doesn't want to drift far enough down from this high that he starts to spiral into his insecurities all over again. It's why he's sort of...taking to idly kissing Ain's shoulder as they wait.
[Ain likes those little shoulder kisses, though. They feel nice. He feels nice, a bad thing to be feeling right about now. It's a strangely touching gesture from his straight boy.
Ain occupies himself by kissing Wolfwood's neck right above where the leather of the collar rests against his skin, humming. Two can play at this game.]
Take your time, baby.
[Kiss kiss... bite.]
We've got all night. Bet you sleep well after this, too!
[His breath hitches softly at the little nip, prompting him to squirm just slightly underneath Ain. Oof. Ooh. He really likes that. Please bite him more actually, he doesn't mind.
Haha... I didn't want to leave marks so I could spare you some questions, but it looks like you liked that! I can leave lots of marks all over you, if you want.
[And then he's back to biting, like, hey. Do you want hickeys? You're gonna get them—]
[Like, he DOES want to be mindful so people aren't like "lmao uh", but if anything he can just tell them he had wild sex with a woman and they'd look at him and nod like yep that tracks.
Right now, though? In this moment? Fuck if he cares, because he still hasn't fallen off the high he's been riding ever since they started, and he's hoping it won't stop any time soon. It's why he's allowing Ain to bite him at all, tilting his head a bit to one side even to facilitate more of it.
All while, in turn, his nails bite into the backs of Ain's shoulders a little when he nips somewhere particularly sensitive. You know, just a tiny bit of claws there.]
[Ooh, claws down his back? Yes please, Ain will reward Wolfwood with a playful rock of his hips at that as he drags those kisses and bites downwards, to his collarbone and chest, where love-bites can be more easily hidden. He's not shy about these sorts of things, he will leave hickeys all over Wolfwood's pecs, he doesn't even care. Those are for him to poke later when they're on the road.]
I like your nails on my back like that, [he says, just to make sure Wolfwood has the right idea.] Make sure to dig them in deep and leave marks, okay? If my shirt doesn't sting to put on in the morning, it's not hard enough.
[He could just immediately go in with his nails, but...he decides to apply just a bit more pressure at first. He'll wait to give Ain a real taste of his nails if- and only if- Ain is able to make him completely lose his mind showing him where the prostate is. So.
Good luck, Ain. It shouldn't be that hard, let's be real here.]
So....you like pain too.
[He adds in an undertone, pressing his lips again to a space between Ain's neck and shoulder, occasionally having to stop to suck in a startled breath whenever Ain kisses his chest because Jesus Christ.]
[He'll take that pressure, though, with a little grunt. He's glad to see Wolfwood finally reciprocating, if anything. Not that the first time was bad by a long shot, but Wolfwood was drunk and shy and didn't know what he was doing. Getting a blowjob, however clumsy, has made Ain's entire night.
...where is his riding crop, hold on, he's gonna shuffle away for a second to grab it. This is a surprise tool for later (it's not a surprise tool, Wolfwood knows exactly what it's used for).
Shuffling back... Ain kisses his way down Wolfwood's body now, stopping to trace scars with his lips and tongue, to bite where he can, to leave bruises in the shape of his teeth all the way down. Wolfwood is muscular, but that just gives him more places to put his teeth and bite. It's been a while since he's licked a man all the way across his abs and to his navel, that's for sure.]
You have a very kissable body, you know. I can't believe no one's bothered to snatch you up yet.
[Oh that’s easy to answer, it’s because of his personality-
He doesn’t say that, of course, because right now he’s distracted by Ain’s singular goal to bite every spare inch of his skin that he can find, it seems. Couple that with watching him pause just to grab the riding crop, and Wolfwood is pretty sure he’s back to half hardness already. He’s never, ever, participated in sex this involved, nor this kinky, and it is doing things to him man. It is steadily altering his brain chemistry, he’s pretty sure.]
F-uck-
[He hiccups on a moan, his hips canting upward suddenly at the way Ain bites his thigh, a place he never would have imagined someone would touch, much less put their mouths on like that. And the scars are still everywhere all over his body of course, even down his legs in a few places, albeit more sparingly.]
Sp…speak for yourself…
[He didn’t just mean Ain was a tall drink of water figuratively, after all.]
[Wolfwood will feel Ain smirking against his skin, if he doesn't bother to look down that is.]
Oh? When do I get to have you kiss me all over, huh?
[Ain could spend all day between these thighs meanwhile, but they do need to sleep at some point so they can get up in the morning. He imagines Wolfwood's going to be a little more than sore but hey! He wants to get railed and Ain wants to rail him and they are not going to be convinced otherwise at this point.
He's glad that his little kisses and bites have gotten Wolfwood hard again, though. There's one more kiss over the bruise he just left on Wolfwood's inner thigh, and then Ain leans over to reach for the oil, uncorking the bottle to lubricate his fingers with it.]
Okay, love, this will feel strange at first. Just bear with me and focus on my mouth instead.
["Hey Ain what does that mean" well that means Wolfwood is going to get head while he's fingering the man, as a distraction from the strangeness of having something shoved up his ass. It's a slow start, one finger and only maybe half the digit... and then Ain lapping at the head of Wolfwood's dick.
Don't worry, he's training your brain into not being completely uncomfortable—]
Ain you are truly talented. To be able to not only blow a man but focus enough to finger him at the same time? Wolfwood could never. Or, at least, he could never currently. Maybe when he’s had a little bit more practice, he’ll get there.
For right now, though? He isn’t expecting what Ain does next at all. A startled groan strangles itself in the back of his throat, his body arching up out of reflex into the contact. He remembers well how it felt to be blown the first time, despite being out of his mind drunk at the time. Now, he’s even more present for it than he was before, and it’s driving him insane pretty much immediately.]
Ha-…haaah…shit-
[Genuinely, the guy doesn’t even notice Ain started fingering him at first. He’s too focused on dick in mouth, dick in boy mouth, boy pretty, mouth warm, hhhh. But that, unfortunately that’s only going to actually work for him for so long. It hits his brain soon enough that something weird is going on down there, and almost immediately he tenses up a little, his body trying to prevent anything foreign from going in any further.]
[It's because Ain is what the church would call a sexual deviant. He has two hands and a mouth and they will all be used, what kind of chaos entity would he be if he couldn't give mad head and fingerblast a man at the same time?
His free hand, speaking of having two hands, rubs along Wolfwood's thigh and hip, trying to soothe him.]
Relax, love... don't tense so much, okay?
[Soothing thigh rubs... slightly less soothing blowjob... you know, he can't blame Wolfwood for tensing up at all either way, he's got too many sensations down here and Ain is Not Helping with that.
He's not going to deepthroat or anything like that until Wolfwood is far more relaxed, but he will go back to those kitten-licks and light sucks to the head.]
[He really is, he thinks. It’s a lot harder to not tense up when so many sensations are happening all at once, it’s true. He can’t figure out what to focus on when, and how to stop himself from reacting reflexively when he wants to try to relax instead.
The only other thing he knows to do is to try to take a couple deep breaths, in and out, his eyes fluttering half shut as he focuses on the feeling of Ain licking him like he is now. He’s reminded that he could easily just cum like this if he isn’t careful, so he can’t let himself relax TOO awfully much, but…
Maybe Ain will appreciate the hand that’s somehow found its way into his hair, fisting it now for something to hold onto.]
[Ain does love a hand in his hair, it's true. It's encouraging, to say the least; Wolfwood pulls on his curls and Ain moans lightly about it. His hands stay where they are, do what they're doing... when he feels like Wolfwood might not die immediately, Ain slides his index finger in deeper, to the knuckle, and pops his mouth off of his partner for now.
He's already testing the guy by asking him to cum twice in one night, better not risk blueballing himself in case Wolfwood climaxes from this and then rolls over and dies for the next 8 hours.
There's a deliberate curl of Ain's finger while he searches for The Spot™ he mentioned to Wolfwood earlier. Yeah, he's stretching him, but he's also going to edge him a little. What's the harm in it?]
[For the first moment of Ain fingering him, he...kindof hates it, he's going to be honest. It's not comfortable at all, even with the oil keeping things lubricated. It's an aching burn that's nothing short of unpleasant, his teeth grit behind his lips as he finds himself wondering just what the hell the fuss is about. He can feel himself softening the more Ain pokes around, because of how uncomfortable it is, and there's a moment where he almost asks him to stop. Almost.
Fortunately even though he was not raised, he wasn't raised a quitter. He holds out for a bit longer, no longer able to rely on Ain sucking him off as a distraction, growling and hissing with pain as Ain goes. He'll curl his finger here, rub at his inner walls there, but...nothing.
But when it finally does happen? It happens. It fucking happens.
Ain hits his prostate with the pad of his finger, and Wolfwood feels a jolt of pleasure so sudden and violent that his body reacts before his brain does. His cock jumps visibly, his hips buck upwards against Ain's hand, and he dribbles enough precum that it leaves his cock glistening in the lamp light. He's panting heavily in the few seconds that followed, genuinely wondering if he came just then.]
[Oh he loves theoretical virgins so much. Hello? Hello, hi.]
There it is. See? I told you...
[This is why he stopped sucking, actually, because he's pretty sure Wolfwood would have just came on his face the second Ain touched that spot. Not that he'd complain! But Wolfwood needs to be awake and not crash and burn early.
Ain keeps massaging that spot once he's found it, careful to not prompt an early orgasm if he can help it, but he sure isn't focused on the act of stretching now. He'll give Wolfwood another few minutes of this before he even dares to try a second finger, and when he does, it's slow as hell and riddled with kisses all over Wolfwood's thigh again. He's sorry, he knows it sucks, bear with it because the end is well worth it. Eventually you'll love getting fingered trust him—]
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Date: 2024-05-15 01:07 am (UTC)Wolfwood, in that moment, realizes this is something he should know about, but woefully doesn't.
He looks away, suddenly not kissing Ain anymore.]
Uh...
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Date: 2024-05-15 01:16 am (UTC)Ain just... lays his chin on Wolfwood's chest.]
The "g-spot" is a funny word that I don't really know why they named it that, but it's a bunch of nerves that feel really really good when you touch them. I guess you'll see when I touch it in you? Anyway— [kicky feets,] the one for men is in the ass, so it's a little different than if you're with a lady friend.
...
Who taught you to have sex with people, because I need to undo it. Unlearn everything you've done in the last since you became sexually active unless it's with me.
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Date: 2024-05-15 01:26 am (UTC)Yeah. There's no wonder he's stupid about everything.]
...the fuck do men need that for...
[He mutters, a question more to himself than anything really, like he's just completely baffled by it.
Why for there g-spot in man ass.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 01:47 am (UTC)[The male G-spot is in the ass because men need to feel good too and that's the only available hole in a cis male, okay? Okay.]
You watched me lose my mind over how you felt while you were in me, and that's why. Among other things. I have a size kink thing, but that's not the point.
[Ain seeing a man that is Large: :D!
And then he goes for the kill, it's fine.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 01:55 am (UTC)You...like that I'm big?
[His voice is a little low as he asks this, reaching around to lay his hands against the middle of Ain's back.]
I've had women turn me away before 'cause of...yaknow.
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Date: 2024-05-15 02:33 am (UTC)Yeah. I mean, someone without experience or someone who doesn't like being stretched open won't, but I do. The more of a stretch, the better it feels to me. [Trailing his fingers across Wolfwood's chest...] You're all big and muscular too, which I also like a lot.
You're sexy. I'm into it.
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Date: 2024-05-15 02:41 am (UTC)[He sounds...genuinely appreciative as he says that. Genuinely.
He's tracing his fingers mindlessly up and down Ain's spine now, not even really realizing he's doing it.]
You're...a real sight for sore eyes.
[That's a safe way to put it.]
Like water in a desert.
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Date: 2024-05-15 02:51 am (UTC)I can show you so many things that'll make you think I'm heaven-sent, baby.
[Kisses Wolfwood's cheek.]
But tonight's about me showing you what it feels like to be fucked into a smear, so! [Oh my GOD Ain] You let me know when you're feeling good to continue, okay~?
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Date: 2024-05-15 02:59 am (UTC)[Wow! Way to render your man completely speechless there, Ain.
Wolfwood shakes his head a little, and- for a moment- he just rests his forehead against Ain's shoulder. He doesn't want to stay like this for too long, because he doesn't want to drift far enough down from this high that he starts to spiral into his insecurities all over again. It's why he's sort of...taking to idly kissing Ain's shoulder as they wait.
You know. Helping.]
Should be ready...pretty soon.
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Date: 2024-05-15 03:16 am (UTC)Ain occupies himself by kissing Wolfwood's neck right above where the leather of the collar rests against his skin, humming. Two can play at this game.]
Take your time, baby.
[Kiss kiss... bite.]
We've got all night. Bet you sleep well after this, too!
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Date: 2024-05-15 03:27 am (UTC)[His breath hitches softly at the little nip, prompting him to squirm just slightly underneath Ain. Oof. Ooh. He really likes that. Please bite him more actually, he doesn't mind.
Growling...growling under his breath.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 03:34 am (UTC)Haha... I didn't want to leave marks so I could spare you some questions, but it looks like you liked that! I can leave lots of marks all over you, if you want.
[And then he's back to biting, like, hey. Do you want hickeys? You're gonna get them—]
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Date: 2024-05-15 03:38 am (UTC)[Like, he DOES want to be mindful so people aren't like "lmao uh", but if anything he can just tell them he had wild sex with a woman and they'd look at him and nod like yep that tracks.
Right now, though? In this moment? Fuck if he cares, because he still hasn't fallen off the high he's been riding ever since they started, and he's hoping it won't stop any time soon. It's why he's allowing Ain to bite him at all, tilting his head a bit to one side even to facilitate more of it.
All while, in turn, his nails bite into the backs of Ain's shoulders a little when he nips somewhere particularly sensitive. You know, just a tiny bit of claws there.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 03:43 am (UTC)I like your nails on my back like that, [he says, just to make sure Wolfwood has the right idea.] Make sure to dig them in deep and leave marks, okay? If my shirt doesn't sting to put on in the morning, it's not hard enough.
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Date: 2024-05-15 04:47 pm (UTC)[He could just immediately go in with his nails, but...he decides to apply just a bit more pressure at first. He'll wait to give Ain a real taste of his nails if- and only if- Ain is able to make him completely lose his mind showing him where the prostate is. So.
Good luck, Ain. It shouldn't be that hard, let's be real here.]
So....you like pain too.
[He adds in an undertone, pressing his lips again to a space between Ain's neck and shoulder, occasionally having to stop to suck in a startled breath whenever Ain kisses his chest because Jesus Christ.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 05:03 pm (UTC)[He'll take that pressure, though, with a little grunt. He's glad to see Wolfwood finally reciprocating, if anything. Not that the first time was bad by a long shot, but Wolfwood was drunk and shy and didn't know what he was doing. Getting a blowjob, however clumsy, has made Ain's entire night.
...where is his riding crop, hold on, he's gonna shuffle away for a second to grab it. This is a surprise tool for later (it's not a surprise tool, Wolfwood knows exactly what it's used for).
Shuffling back... Ain kisses his way down Wolfwood's body now, stopping to trace scars with his lips and tongue, to bite where he can, to leave bruises in the shape of his teeth all the way down. Wolfwood is muscular, but that just gives him more places to put his teeth and bite. It's been a while since he's licked a man all the way across his abs and to his navel, that's for sure.]
You have a very kissable body, you know. I can't believe no one's bothered to snatch you up yet.
[Moves down.
Bites Wolfwood's inner thigh.
God he loves man thigh.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 05:12 pm (UTC)He doesn’t say that, of course, because right now he’s distracted by Ain’s singular goal to bite every spare inch of his skin that he can find, it seems. Couple that with watching him pause just to grab the riding crop, and Wolfwood is pretty sure he’s back to half hardness already. He’s never, ever, participated in sex this involved, nor this kinky, and it is doing things to him man. It is steadily altering his brain chemistry, he’s pretty sure.]
F-uck-
[He hiccups on a moan, his hips canting upward suddenly at the way Ain bites his thigh, a place he never would have imagined someone would touch, much less put their mouths on like that. And the scars are still everywhere all over his body of course, even down his legs in a few places, albeit more sparingly.]
Sp…speak for yourself…
[He didn’t just mean Ain was a tall drink of water figuratively, after all.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 06:15 pm (UTC)Oh? When do I get to have you kiss me all over, huh?
[Ain could spend all day between these thighs meanwhile, but they do need to sleep at some point so they can get up in the morning. He imagines Wolfwood's going to be a little more than sore but hey! He wants to get railed and Ain wants to rail him and they are not going to be convinced otherwise at this point.
He's glad that his little kisses and bites have gotten Wolfwood hard again, though. There's one more kiss over the bruise he just left on Wolfwood's inner thigh, and then Ain leans over to reach for the oil, uncorking the bottle to lubricate his fingers with it.]
Okay, love, this will feel strange at first. Just bear with me and focus on my mouth instead.
["Hey Ain what does that mean" well that means Wolfwood is going to get head while he's fingering the man, as a distraction from the strangeness of having something shoved up his ass. It's a slow start, one finger and only maybe half the digit... and then Ain lapping at the head of Wolfwood's dick.
Don't worry, he's training your brain into not being completely uncomfortable—]
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Date: 2024-05-15 08:19 pm (UTC)Ain you are truly talented. To be able to not only blow a man but focus enough to finger him at the same time? Wolfwood could never. Or, at least, he could never currently. Maybe when he’s had a little bit more practice, he’ll get there.
For right now, though? He isn’t expecting what Ain does next at all. A startled groan strangles itself in the back of his throat, his body arching up out of reflex into the contact. He remembers well how it felt to be blown the first time, despite being out of his mind drunk at the time. Now, he’s even more present for it than he was before, and it’s driving him insane pretty much immediately.]
Ha-…haaah…shit-
[Genuinely, the guy doesn’t even notice Ain started fingering him at first. He’s too focused on dick in mouth, dick in boy mouth, boy pretty, mouth warm, hhhh. But that, unfortunately that’s only going to actually work for him for so long. It hits his brain soon enough that something weird is going on down there, and almost immediately he tenses up a little, his body trying to prevent anything foreign from going in any further.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 08:38 pm (UTC)His free hand, speaking of having two hands, rubs along Wolfwood's thigh and hip, trying to soothe him.]
Relax, love... don't tense so much, okay?
[Soothing thigh rubs... slightly less soothing blowjob... you know, he can't blame Wolfwood for tensing up at all either way, he's got too many sensations down here and Ain is Not Helping with that.
He's not going to deepthroat or anything like that until Wolfwood is far more relaxed, but he will go back to those kitten-licks and light sucks to the head.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 08:48 pm (UTC)[He really is, he thinks. It’s a lot harder to not tense up when so many sensations are happening all at once, it’s true. He can’t figure out what to focus on when, and how to stop himself from reacting reflexively when he wants to try to relax instead.
The only other thing he knows to do is to try to take a couple deep breaths, in and out, his eyes fluttering half shut as he focuses on the feeling of Ain licking him like he is now. He’s reminded that he could easily just cum like this if he isn’t careful, so he can’t let himself relax TOO awfully much, but…
Maybe Ain will appreciate the hand that’s somehow found its way into his hair, fisting it now for something to hold onto.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 10:13 pm (UTC)He's already testing the guy by asking him to cum twice in one night, better not risk blueballing himself in case Wolfwood climaxes from this and then rolls over and dies for the next 8 hours.
There's a deliberate curl of Ain's finger while he searches for The Spot™ he mentioned to Wolfwood earlier. Yeah, he's stretching him, but he's also going to edge him a little. What's the harm in it?]
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Date: 2024-05-15 11:42 pm (UTC)Fortunately even though he was not raised, he wasn't raised a quitter. He holds out for a bit longer, no longer able to rely on Ain sucking him off as a distraction, growling and hissing with pain as Ain goes. He'll curl his finger here, rub at his inner walls there, but...nothing.
But when it finally does happen? It happens. It fucking happens.
Ain hits his prostate with the pad of his finger, and Wolfwood feels a jolt of pleasure so sudden and violent that his body reacts before his brain does. His cock jumps visibly, his hips buck upwards against Ain's hand, and he dribbles enough precum that it leaves his cock glistening in the lamp light. He's panting heavily in the few seconds that followed, genuinely wondering if he came just then.]
Th...wh...
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Date: 2024-05-15 11:54 pm (UTC)There it is. See? I told you...
[This is why he stopped sucking, actually, because he's pretty sure Wolfwood would have just came on his face the second Ain touched that spot. Not that he'd complain! But Wolfwood needs to be awake and not crash and burn early.
Ain keeps massaging that spot once he's found it, careful to not prompt an early orgasm if he can help it, but he sure isn't focused on the act of stretching now. He'll give Wolfwood another few minutes of this before he even dares to try a second finger, and when he does, it's slow as hell and riddled with kisses all over Wolfwood's thigh again. He's sorry, he knows it sucks, bear with it because the end is well worth it. Eventually you'll love getting fingered trust him—]
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