Why would I bother? [ Another sharp nip in chiding at the tap of those fingers, although he’s honestly more amused by Claude’s continued attempts of pushing the limits rather than annoyed. Clearly now he’s just giving him too much time to think and scheme.
He leans forward just enough to murmur in his ear again. ] I think we both know by now that the answer is ‘a lot’ and I don’t mind admitting it, either.
[ Before Claude can get an immediate retort out to that, however, he presses slick fingers inside of him, a pair instead of single digits, working them into him with a rough sort of care - keeping it intense without crossing into too much. It’s always a careful line to straddle, but he thinks he’s getting an idea of where that falls for Claude, in what they’ve done together so far. What has driven him silent, or makes his breath hitch, his body react. Or even draws some of those delicious sounds from his lips. Which he definitely intends to hear more of.
He works his fingers into the tight clench of muscle, working Claude open around them as he stretches him, the oil easing the way just enough, but he doesn’t let up on the stimulation as he does so. And if his fingertips quest for that sensitive bundle of nerves as he works him open, all the better for getting him exactly what he wants. ]
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Date: 2023-04-21 12:44 am (UTC)He leans forward just enough to murmur in his ear again. ] I think we both know by now that the answer is ‘a lot’ and I don’t mind admitting it, either.
[ Before Claude can get an immediate retort out to that, however, he presses slick fingers inside of him, a pair instead of single digits, working them into him with a rough sort of care - keeping it intense without crossing into too much. It’s always a careful line to straddle, but he thinks he’s getting an idea of where that falls for Claude, in what they’ve done together so far. What has driven him silent, or makes his breath hitch, his body react. Or even draws some of those delicious sounds from his lips. Which he definitely intends to hear more of.
He works his fingers into the tight clench of muscle, working Claude open around them as he stretches him, the oil easing the way just enough, but he doesn’t let up on the stimulation as he does so. And if his fingertips quest for that sensitive bundle of nerves as he works him open, all the better for getting him exactly what he wants. ]