[ He wouldn't dream of telling Claude not to talk. At least not during sex. He's already enjoying what he can make spill from the man's lips in the heat of the moment - coherent or otherwise.
Still, he's not at all surprised when Claude's first response to that order is to immediately do the opposite of it. He'd pretty much expected that. Although he does give the man's ass a playful, chiding smack, the sound of it echoing louder in the room than the light force he'd barely put into it. ]
Mmm. No. But I might start dragging out giving you want even longer, each time you do anything else. And that would drastically cut into the time we have available to get to the rest of those items on the list.
[ He spills some of the oil into his palm, heating it against his skin before reaching down to slide his hand down over the curve of Claude's ass, parting flesh and then purposefully circling that tight ring of muscle with a questing fingertip. Not pressing into him at all just yet. He leans over his back, sucking redness into the back of one of Claude's shoulder, his smirk curved against the warm flesh. ]
If you continue to be difficult, we could just stay right here the rest of the night, but you were the one getting impatient a moment ago.
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Date: 2023-04-18 03:47 am (UTC)Still, he's not at all surprised when Claude's first response to that order is to immediately do the opposite of it. He'd pretty much expected that. Although he does give the man's ass a playful, chiding smack, the sound of it echoing louder in the room than the light force he'd barely put into it. ]
Mmm. No. But I might start dragging out giving you want even longer, each time you do anything else. And that would drastically cut into the time we have available to get to the rest of those items on the list.
[ He spills some of the oil into his palm, heating it against his skin before reaching down to slide his hand down over the curve of Claude's ass, parting flesh and then purposefully circling that tight ring of muscle with a questing fingertip. Not pressing into him at all just yet. He leans over his back, sucking redness into the back of one of Claude's shoulder, his smirk curved against the warm flesh. ]
If you continue to be difficult, we could just stay right here the rest of the night, but you were the one getting impatient a moment ago.